Chapter 21

Deacon reached over and took one of his brothers' drinks out of their hand and sipped, “much better.”

His brothers do not dare to say a word against him.

“See you on Sunday for the wedding,” Deacon said, standing up, grabbing the first girl that was smiling at him, and walking out of the dining room.

“Prince Deacon, just a moment,” King Juno tried to stop him.

“What?” Deacon looked back at King Juno.

“Jessica is only eighteen and I think it will be best if you are engaged for a year or two first,” King Juno choked on his words, eager for Deacon to leave again.

“My brothers need wives. The sooner we start making children, the better. I will fuck your daughter in wolf form, that way she will have a litter in three months’ time, and in less than three years they will be able to shift into ready-to-mate young adults,” Deacon said before walking away.

Jessica choked on air. She looked at the royal brothers for help.

“Hope you are blessed with daughters,” one of them raised their glass to cheer with the rest, leaving Jessica shocked when they all do, laughing.

“I knew all of you are just pigs!” Jessica said, slamming the table with her fist before getting up and storming out.

Ann and William got up as well to follow Jessica.

“We should go home now,” William said, as he followed the girls to Jessica’s room. All three of them came to a halt in front of a bedroom door that was wide open. Inside, Prince Deacon was wildly busy with the girl he grabbed from the dining hall.

William stood there with his jaw dropped, feeling himself growing a bit stiff, looking at the naked girl screaming in pleasure with her breast bouncing as Deacon had her in the doggy style position.

Jessica turned away, shocked, pulling Ann along.

“It looks like sex could be fun,” Ann said, choking on laughter.

“If you do it with the right person,” Paris said, standing around.

“Paris. How do we get out of here?” Ann asked, ignoring his comment.

“Well, the two of you can go, but I doubt Jessica will be allowed to leave.”

“Don’t worry, I won't leave without you,” Ann said, locking her arm in with Jessica.

“I will stay until Sunday. Sorry girls, I did not sign up for this,” William said.

“Chicken,” Shysie said, taking her place next to Paris.

Ann noticed how Shysie touched Paris and rolled her eyes at him before dragging Jessica away.

“What is her problem?” Shysie asked, already knowing the answer.

“Shysie, you are!” Paris said, annoyed at Shysie, always hanging on him as if he belonged to her.

“See ya,” William said, before taking his leave to his room.

Paris turned to Shysie, “sorry to do this, but you and I are over.”

“What are you talking about?” Shysie asked, confused and stunt.

“I am in love with Ann. I can think of nothing but her. Touch her and I will end you myself,” Paris gave Shysie a stern warning.

“Just like that, huh?’ Shysie said, a bit taken back, not sure what to do.

“It’s been a long time coming. Do you really think that I have forgiven you for killing my wife?”

“You are not seriously still holding that against me? What is it with you and humans?” Shysie asked, knowing the truth.

***

Sunday evening, Jessica sat in front of her dressing table with her parents looking over at her. “Is it time already?”

“No, you have to leave now, before it is too late,” her mother pulled her to her feet.

“It is fine mom, I am sure after the first pregnancy they will let me be as there will be no need for me anymore,” Jessica said, pulling out of her mother’s grip.

“I refuse to put you through it,” her mother said, throwing clothing at her.

“Good, you are getting ready,” Prince Deacon said, storming into Jessica’s room.

“Hello to you too,” Jessica said sarcastically.

“You won’t be able to escape, so best you get ready so that we can get married. Alternatively, I could just fuck you. I don’t need to be married to you to reproduce,” Prince Deacon said with a smug on his face.

“Watch your mouth,” King Juno demanded.

“What are you going to do?” Prince Deacon dared.

“We will see you at the wedding ceremony,” Queen Jovita begged Prince Deacon to leave.

“Father, please leave so I can get ready,” Jessica said, standing up.

King Juno held her at arm’s length. “This is not the life I wanted for you.”

“Don’t worry about it, I will be ok,” Jessica said, unsure.

Ann stopped by. “Knock, knock.” Ann said as she opened the bedroom door.

“I will miss your wedding; my father is here to pick me up.”

Ann embraced Jessica. “I am going to miss you.”

“I will be back in five months’ time, perhaps even sooner,” Jessica said, thinking that perhaps even after three months if she does not get forced to take care of her own pups, the thought of birthing dogs upsetting her belly.

After the goodbyes, Ann found her father, together with William and Ami, waiting for her outside the castle.

“Can’t believe I have to miss my best friend’s wedding,” Ann said as she climbed into the Uber car.

Ami sat in silence. She really hoped that Eero and she would start their new journey together, but her mother told her he already left for Alaska. Ami was just relieved that her mother agreed to let her go with Eero and his family.

Back inside Paterno Castle, Shysie, Paris, and Wynn were all seated together as they wait for Jessica’s wedding to begin.

“At least he is better looking than his brothers,” Shysie pointed out.

Wynn thought about how he made love to Jessica and, with a bitter taste in his mouth, he cannot believe that Prince Deacon will be her next and final lover. ‘Does he even know what he is getting?’ Wynn thought, filled with jealousy.

Jessica heard the wedding music and knew it was her queue to enter the hall. She tried to give a step forward, but her father stood still, solid like a rock.

“Father, it will be ok. Think, soon you will have grandchildren,” Jessica tried to crack a joke.

“You are just a child yourself,” he said, filled with sadness.

“It is my own fault. But then again, if you guys could have at least let me in on what I am and why I am not living with you, then perhaps we would have not been in this situation.”

Annoyed by the truth his daughter was speaking, King Juno, looking more like her brother than her father, gave a step forward. Jessica smiled sweetly as she walked down the aisle.

As her eyes meet Wynn’s and then Prince Deacon’s she heard. ‘MATE.’

‘Wow, did I just mate again with Prince Deacon? Will he be kind to me if I am his mate?’ Jessica wondered, thinking that she mated with Prince Deacon.

Wynn looked around. ‘Who did I just mate with?’

As King Juno handed Jessica over to Prince Deacon, Jessica looked at Prince Deacon, searching his eyes.

“What is wrong with you?” Prince Deacon asked, confused.

“Nothing.” Jessica wondered how he can still be rude to her. She looked over into the crowd of faces that she barely knew and her eyes landed on Wynn’s. ‘MATE.’

Jessica let go of Prince Deacon’s hands and kept her eyes on Wynn.

‘Wynn? Did we just mate again?’ Jessica mind link randomly, hoping that she did not just bond with Wynn again.

‘I didn’t know it is even possible,’ Wynn responded to her mind link.

‘It is if you are truly in love. You won't be able to un-mate again,’ Mr.Ondrink mind linked them, making his presence known.

‘Mr.Ondrink, what are you doing?’ Jessica asked.

‘I have already moved the pack to safety. Wynn, the royal brothers won’t be able to keep up with your vampire speed. Grab Jessica and get out of there,’ Mr.Ondrink advised.

‘No, what about my parents?’ Jessica objected.

“You should be smiling. You are marrying the most sought-after lycan around,” Prince Deacon said, noticing the emotions on Jessica’s face.

‘It is your parents’ idea,’ Mr. Ondrink responded.

‘Wynn, I cannot leave my parents in danger. Will Shysie and Paris be able to help?’ Jessica pleaded.

“Guys, we need to make a run for it. Shysie, can you grab Queen Jovita and Paris, you grab King Juno?” Wynn whispered.

“Are your fuckin nuts? What are you up to?” Shysie said, not willing to part take.

“I just mated with Jessica again,” Wynn confessed.

“Either you help me, or I will risk my own life to come back for her parents,” Wynn

whispered as he looked Shysie dead in the face.

“I wish you all the best,” Shysie said back, coldly.

Wynn looked at Paris.

“I need to find Dario. I have no loyalty to the werewolves,” Paris said.

“Not even to me?” Wynn wanted to know.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the words rang in Wynn’s ears.

“You may mark your bride,…”

Before Deacon could grab Jessica, she was gone. Deacon looked around and knew what had just happened. His brothers jumped up, and it was only then that everyone noticed that Jessica’s parents have left the building.

“FIND THEM!” Prince Deacon yelled out before he shifted into his wolf form and ran after Jessica’s scent.

The royal brothers shifted as well, even though it was forbidden, but knew under the circumstances and with Deacon that will defiantly be the new King, now that King Juno and Queen Jovita have run off, they figured the council will understand.

Queen Amirah stood up. “What are you waiting for? Go get them!” She spat at the Vampires.

Paris and Shysie sped off, but not to chase after anyone. Shysie went straight to King Torvald, knowing that he was not around the wedding ceremony that some hunters are attending. Paris followed Shysie, not sure where she was going, but soon realized when she stopped in front of King Torvald’s room. The door opened and together they enter.

Shysie saw the surveillance screens. “What will happen now?”

“Nothing, let the werewolves sort each other out,” King Torvald moved up close to Shysie, taking a piece of her blond hair and turning it around his finger.

“Where is Dario?” Paris asked rudely.

“Jealous much?” King Torvald looked at Paris while he licked Shysie on her neck.

“She is all yours, a gift.”

“What?” Shysie was shocked at his words.

“Is she yours to give?” King Torvald wanted to know.

“King Torvald, I know you know everything that is going on here, and I also know you know where Dario is.”

“Dario is no longer with us,” King Torvald said as he slipped his hand around Shysie and kissed her deeply.

Shysie has always loved the attention the King gave her, and she was also the only vampire that knew that he was Prehistoric. But he held a dark secret against her, so she will never tell. King Torvald has tried to compel her to forget, but he knew that it can be undone with shaman magic.

Shysie could feel the desire between her legs and wish for nothing more than just to be taken by King Torvald, especially now that Paris was openly rejecting her.

“Where is he? Did he and Hannah go back to Alaska?” Paris was ready to leave.

“No, Dario was Friday’s sacrifice. Hannah was not ready to leave yet. You know it takes months to train new vampires,” King Torvald said, slipping his hand down to the nape of Shysie’s back.

Shysie looked over at Paris and wondered if he was not at least just a little jealous.

“Paris, leave us,” King Torvald compelled him to leave.

As soon as Paris left, King Torvald lets go of Shysie. “We have to go.”

“Where to?” Shysie asked, confused, still aroused.

“We need to take these two to a remote location where they will not be found,” King Torvald said, opening his walk-in closet.

“I wanted to say I smell a dog,” Shysie looked at King Juno and Queen Jovita.