Acotar & Tog Oneshots

Devlon

Prompt: Devlon discovers that your his mate.

Today was the day that your life would forever change and not in a good way but in a horrible, painful, and unfair way.

Being an Illyrian female you knew the trauma that you should of endured once you reached of age.

But you had no one else but your mother and you refused to be pawned off to any male, so when you bled for the first time you told no one anything.

You would find yourself occupied by household chores for a week every month and only by the gods will had you managed to last til your late twenties.

It wasn't until a visit of the High Lord, general commander, and shadow singer forced you to leave your home at that time of month.

The inner circle urged people, woman specifically to train.

You would have been looked over and never noticed if it wasn't for the fact that you had went to training these last few weeks.

Meaning they were expecting you but when you decided to not show they or more specifically Morrigan went looking.

The knock in your door made a chill run down your spine your mother wasn't home so you would have to answer.

You opened the door to find two males one with a hard looking face the other with a wide boyish grin.

You flinched when the bigger of the two sniffed the air with furrowed brows.

"Yes"? You asked respectfully, trying ignore your trembling hands and the one with the boyish grin spoke "your unmated, yeah"?

The bigger one was quick to shove the other before turning to face you again "how old are you"?

You tried to ignore the sadistic undertone in his voice when he spoke "I um. . .why"?

"Your unmated you've been for quite a while now don't you think it's time" said the shorter one with eagerness in his eyes.

"And your not clipped" said the other just above a mumble.

Before he glared at the shorter one "stop wasting time let's just take her already".

Fear swept over you as you moved to slam the door but he was too fast snatching you out by you arm as you let out a yelp.

"No, please"!

"Quiet"!

The other one snarled his grin falling as he covered your mouth with some type of cloth.

The big one managed to pick you up and carry your struggling body outside of camp while you still screamed although it came out muffled.

Unbeknownst to you Morrigan had come across you being dragged and motioned for someone to get Devlon.

Your cries lowered to an almost constant whimper as your captors began to bruise your wrists with rough hands.

You were dropped on your ass about a half a mile outside of the camp.

Pushing yourself as far back as you could you managed a hard glare at the brute that was carrying you.

"What do you want from me"! You asked but you already knew.

"I refuse to be someone's slave not now. Not ever", the venom in your voice was apparent.

"And what if I don't want you as a wife, what if I just want your wings"?

Disbelief washed over you as you tightened your wings in as much as possible as the brute pulled out a knife.

The younger one simply grin at your fear in amusement "why"?

You questioned your eyes know leaking tears when he took a few long strides towards you.

You were unable to do anything when he yanked you hair back so you couldn't get away, the other one grabbing one of your wings.

"Please don-What the hell is this"!

A loud and familiar voice interrupted your pleading making you freeze. Cassian.

"Let go or I'll see to it you lose your hand" spoke your High Lord his eyes giving off more thoughts than he probably wanted.

"High Lord" the brute tried to say but was cut off by another harsh glare.

"Go with Azriel and Cassian I'll deal with you later".

Your eyes stayed on the snow covered ground you tried to ignore your trembling hands as someone took them into their own.

Looking up you were greeting with Morrigan's sad smile.

"This can't keep happening" you looked towards Rhysand and followed his gaze to-

You froze in place when your eyes met another's, hard hazel eyes greeted you and something deep inside you snapped into place.

Like a puzzle pieces ou didn't know you were missing.

You opened your mouth to say something but closed it when you couldn't muster out anything.

The war-lord Devlon was your mate, what the hell were you supposed to do about that?!