Chapter 49
Ambrose pov
When Hades brought the fiery river up to light the candles he created a fountain with the molten liquid. Thinking about Nyx fucked my fingers at the liquid morphing it into a good likeness of Nyx.
The crowd cheers. Enoy has tears in her eyes. Smiling at my best friend. Once the crowd quiets back down Zyaire takes the center of the stage.
“Welcome wolves and demons to the naming of a special halfling. For this naming, I have asked future overseer lord Zoro to perform this naming.” Smiling his fangy toothy smile. He holds his hand out welcoming me to the center of the stage swallowing, I square my shoulders.
Stepping forward I begin. “as most of you know a long time ago I was created. An act that causes my mother to go into hiding. For a long, and we won’t mention how long. You all mourned the loss of me as I fought my own demons. Having only one side of my birth it was a long time before I learned the truth.
After the loss of my mother, I was alone scared, and angry with lord Zyaire and the world. I had questions about why I was born and why I was allowed to live. I was a curse to my mother. Something she never made me feel. It was not until a horrible day that I almost lost Enoy.” Taking a breath as I look over at her smiling.
“In a desperate act, I pulled every once of magic I had to keep her breathing. Keep her with me. What you all don’t know was I got angry at my mother so angry on the cusp of my thirteenth season. The surge of power and my anger started a blaze I was unable to control. It took my mother, leaving me alone. I went into a feral state causing as much pain as I felt. No matter how much I screamed and destroyed things it never helped. Alpha Adam and the rogue Edward came together to capture me. Took a lot but they did.”
Pausing to take a spit of Ambrose wine. Glancing at Zyaire who looks both proud and interested in my speech. This is the first time anyone is hearing this. “ready to die I surrendered to these two powerful wolves. But they did something I hadn’t expected they offered me a choice. Stay in the dungeon of the newly built pack house for the budding black rose pack, get myself under control and eventually leave the packhorse a better healthier witch or die. At that moment something inside me said it wasn’t my time that I had a bigger future I just couldn’t see through the pain. Taking them up I helped create my cage so everyone was safe. Many generations later I have grown into a man I think my mother would be proud of. I learned the truth of my birth and gain a family I couldn’t have dreamed up. So when I almost lost my first best friend the one person after my mother I felt I could just be me around. She pushed me to be a better man as I pushed her to control her magic.
I couldn’t lose her it would be the end of me I knew it deep down. So I pull on every piece no atom molecule of magic in me to save her, ripping a door between my pocket and the dark realm. Zyaire gave me an offer I couldn’t refuse. He helped me save her and her line. Creating the first demon wolf. I learned many truths in the next few years.
If it had not been for Zyaire and the dark realm I would have lost everything that day.” Swallowing back the tears at the memory of Enoy laying cold and lifeless on the bed. Shaking my head. “that day paved the way for what we all have now. Wolves and demons found the mates they feared were not there and then the birth of young lord Zion and princess Kameeka a new class of halflings was created. We have since created the portals keeping families together and making it possible to nourish both halves of them. I have spent most of that time bonding with every demon I have met. I can say that today I feel blessed I was created and grateful for all the good times but it’s the bad time I hold dear to me. If it wasn’t for that we wouldn’t be here to name the princess of the black rose a troublemaker in both realms. Loved by everyone one who meets her Nyx Anika Skadi.” Holding my hand out for her to enter. From the back of the room the door opens and in steps Nyx. Wearing a floor-length pastel purple dress that fits like a second skin. Embellished with black and red beads. Her black hair is braided and twirled up in an intricate pile of fluffiness small curls frame her face.
She's a beauty. While she makes her way to the stage I continue “when Zyaire asked me to choose her name I was shocked and blown away. As the head of the line, it is his duty. He told me it was my place to name her and not his. One day I’ll get him to explain that but today I just feel honored. I spent a long time pouring over the history books of both realms looking for a name I felt fit her. One name kept coming to mind as I was researching. After long long nights of back and forth with myself I couldn’t find a reason not to pick this name. This name honors a demoness that was taken too soon. Both are stunning smart loyal protective. This name also honors someone who without them she wouldn’t be standing here today. Lady Enoy honored my mother by giving Nyx her name for her middle name so I want to honor another female that without her we wouldn’t be standing here.” Taking a long pause before I announce the name.
“Nyx I future overseer of the dark realm Zoro name you ZelmaRay. Do you accept?” Holding my hand out to her. Placing her hand in mine palm up “I Nyx accept the name ZelmaRay from today and all of time.” She smiles brightly at me as I slice her palm. Tilting her hand to drop five drops of her blood into the bowl of past overseers and the entire bloodline. “I Zoro seal the name ZeldaRay to your soul and in the bloodline.” Slicing my palm dropping five drops of blood in the bowl. Mixing the soil from both realms blood from the overseer line. Dipping my finger in the mixture I draw a Z on her forehead. The blood dried and absorbed into her. Blinking her eyes turned black then red finally back to the millions of colors they normally are. The mixture glowing in the bowl. We both grab a side of the bowl and walk it over to the flame river fountain. Smiling at each other as we dump the contents into the flames.
Watching as the flames shift colors landed on the same bright orange-red it had landed for my naming. The room cheers as the overseer's family plaque updates adding ZeldaRay. Gasping as I try not dropping the overseer's bowl. Zyaire's barking laughter fills the room.
