In the Eyes of Osiris (Volume One & Two) ~LGBT~

Chapter Nineteen: He's My Son

Here is chapter Nineteen. I have two big exams coming up so I updated as an early apology because I will not update for a while. This Exam means a lot to me so I cannot fail it!

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Adonis POV

He was ignoring me! Osiris was ignoring me! Me, Adonis! His sexy mate! Ugh!

We were all gathered inside Anubis' giant castle, and when I mean giant, I mean massive and huge, like ‘how many billions of servants works here to keep this gigantic place clean’ kind of massive. Luxury? Check! Marble glass floor? Check! High tech? Check! Rich out of this world furnishing? Check! Pictures of all his gazillion children plastered on every inch of the walls? Check! We have been in his castle for about thirty minutes now, but I could not stop gawking. My eyes hurt from staring at all the gemstones that decorated his wall, floors, and ceilings. Dang, I felt dirt poor compared to him. No wonder Osiris was so loaded.

After I was done with my explanation, Zuzu had teleported to us, saying that his father send him to come get us to witness Osiris’ hearing. I asked him why Osiris needed a hearing, but he hissed, screamed profanities at me and his father, and refused to answer when I called him Zuzu. What was hilarious is that he looked around in fear before insulting his dad, it was just too funny.

Zuzu reluctantly teleported all of us to his father’s castle, and we stood in the living room gawking. Servants glided in and out, fussing over us and asking if we needed anything. Anubis’ million children started to arrive, but they were ignoring us for which I was grateful. If they were anything like Zuzu, then I preferred to be ignored.

My body tingled, and I snapped my eyes ahead of me when Osiris teleported in the room.

He was so beautiful! His skin was clouded in a silver light, like a permanent halo. His eyes were white with some purple, making it look light lavender. His hair was long, dragging to his feet. I could almost taste the power seeping from his body. He commanded respect and drew people’s attention like moth to a flame.

Even as I stared at him, the servants coming in and out keep peeking at him and whispering amongst themselves. He went straight to Arion, never looking at the rest of us. Grabbing Arion’s arm, he pulled him to a corner and they started to talk. My jaw dropped! What the hell? Did he not see me?

I heard snickering beside me, and I looked to see Zuzu with a caustic grin on his face. “If you get dumped, I will always be there to mock you,” he patted my shoulders like he just said something sincere.

 “Aw, thanks, Zuzu,” I pinched his cheeks and chuckled when he sneered. “Daddy was right; you are so cute!” I cooed to him, and he lifted his hand to smack me but the air became cold, and Zuzu flinched. That coldness came from Osiris. I thought he was not paying attention to me? I strained my eyes on Osiris and Arion; they were in a heated discussion, with Arion explaining something to him. I tried to eavesdrop on them, but I heard nothing.

“Why can’t I hear what they are saying?” Cyan complained; his eyes fixed on Arion.

“You will never be able to eavesdrop on Osiris, trust me,” I sighed in disappointment. Cyan and I glared at the both of them with our arms folded.

“Why would the both of you want to listen in on them?” Zion breathed out shakily. I turned to him and instantly looked away. Helios's mouth was attached to his neck, freaking gross!

“He’s my Osiris,” I snapped.

“He’s my Arion,” Cyan echoed after me.

Helios, Zion and I stared at him in shock, but he was not paying attention to us. His gaze was focused on the two who were oblivious to us. I doubted he knew what he said; it was probably an unconscious comment. When he did not acknowledge us, Helios and Zion went back to humping each other, and I continued to burn holes through Osiris and Arion, along with Cyan.