"Artemis! What do you expect us to do? He's out of control." Zeus growls, leaning back against his council chair. His finger tips impatiently tap against the arm. Artemis, the Goddess of the moon, just continued to plead, staring down every last cou...
"Yes, little one?" I managed to cough out, gripping the back of her neck gently. I felt the shiver run down her spine at my touch.
"I-I don't know what a mate is," she glances up at me shyly, her hair curtaining her round face. Her face turns a dark shade of pink as I tuck her hair behind her ear, leaning down to peck her nose.
"A mate, little one, is someone you spend the rest of your life with. That someone is me. I'm going to care for you, cherish you. You will be the queen to my kingdom, the mother of my children. I've waited a long time for you love, and I'm not letting you go."
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R O S E B U D
I blinked. Once. Twice. Three times. He continued to stare at me, watching for a reaction. His words played over and over in my head, filling my thoughts.
I'm not letting you go.
"I-I don't understand," I murmur, shyly avoiding his gaze. He brushes a strand of hair behind my ear and cups my cheeks, effectively bringing my eyes to his.
"Let me explain more little one, but first, let us sit." He speaks softly, his intense eyes staring me down. He grabs my hand and guides me under one of the looming trees, settling me in his lap and possessively wrapping his arms around my waist. His warmth radiated off his body onto mine, like a warm blanket.
I feel his hands tug at the strands of my hair, gently massaging my scalp in a calming manner, "does your culture not have mates?" He asks, affectionately coddling me.
"I-I do not know much of my culture as it is, my mother doesn't let me go places much.. or see things." I mutter, thinking back to if I recognize the word 'mate' anywhere in the few history lessons I payed attention to. After a moment, I shake my head with a frown.
"It's alright little one, just listen to me closely, understand?" I hum in response, distracted by the closeness of his body. His hand in my hair tightens and he slightly tugs my head backwards.
"Understand?" He raises his brow. I quickly mumble a 'yes sir' and he releases his hold, caressing the area he pulled.
"I am going to mention this once so I want you to listen very closely, my love. You are mine. I will not allow another male to even breath in your direction, I will claw out his heart myself if I have to," my heart beat slows in a mix of fear and adoration.
Fear for the harm he can cause, and adoration of his possessiveness he possesses from meeting me only yesterday, claiming me as his "mate".
Hjs hand trails down the back of my neck in a sensational way, slowly massaging the knots in my shoulder blades.
"A-Abaddon?" I muse, practically melting in his hands. He hums, slightly scraping his nails against my exposed back.
"What," I pause, hesitantly meeting his eyes before ducking under the curtain of hair hanging from my head.
"What is it, little one?"
I take a deep breath, "What are you?" Abaddon freezes, his grip tightening before relaxing again and going back to normal. My heart pounds in my ears.
"Rosebud, please calm yourself. Your heart is beating out of your chest, I can hear it from here. Know I would never hurt you," he cups my cheeks, turning my face towards his.
I stare into his eyes, slowly blinking in curiosity. He sighs, before opening his mouth to answer me. The moonlight glistens across his flawless skin.
"I am-"
"Rosebud?" A mans voice questions from behind me. I freeze, slowly turning to see the familiar fur coat and trousered man.
Abaddon, being the brute he is, jumped to his feet, practically holding me in his arms. A deep, loud snarl escaped his lips as his body began to heat uncomfortablely.
"Naoki?" Abaddon's head snaps towards me and his nose flares. Noaki stares at me worriedly, slowly stepping forward. As soon as he moves, Abaddon growls in warning and he freezes.
"Let her go," his voice was shaky and small, but you could hear the determination in it. Abaddon, crushing me to his body, starts to transform. The rumbles of his chest and the tingles developing throughout my body help relax me, but as soon as I see what he has become, I become tense again.
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"You dare try to take what's mine?"
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... i'm sorry for the wait.
.... and the short chapter...
BUT LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE.
I uPdAtEd.
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