The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate by Fire Sprout

Avery

Fifteen years later.

“Mom, wake up.” A sweet voice sounded, “How can you sleep in on your birthday?”

I ignored the voice. It was my daughter, Silver junior.

We tried to give them official names but they refused. They wanted the original names I gave them because they felt like it was more special.

According to Rain, it signified our victory over tumultuous times.

A hand nudged me.

I shifted a little and I burrowed deeper into the bedsheets.

Dante had gotten up early so I had to savor the remaining body heat he left on the bed.

I don’t know how sleeping in turned into a crime.

The hand started to take tickle me but I was unmoved.

“Go away.” I said groggily before attempting to go back into the embrace of sleep.

A body climbed my figure.

“Mommy, wake up!” A loud voice blasted into my eardrums with intense ferocity.

This time, there was no way to avoid waking up.

This was one of the moments I wished I didn’t have sensitive senses.

It seemed Silver junior would not give up until I heeded her request.

“I’m up.” I conceded before I settled myself in a sitting position.

I stretched before rubbing my eyes.

“What do you want?” I asked Silver junior.

She was looking at me with excited eyes.

Her eyes made me put my guard up.

“You promised us that we would dress you up for the birthday banquet dad is hosting for you.” Silver junior kindly explained but I frowned.

I didn’t need her kindness. I regretted promising her that wish.

I wanted to sleep more.

Silver junior had grey eyes but her pupils seemed to be tainted with a red color that refused to go away.

This was the result of the mutation Daemon tried to plant in them years ago.

My pups overcame that mutation with their will. It left a side effect though.

Their pupils always had an hint of red. It made them seem more bloodthirsty to others.

I didn’t mind the change because they would always be my children regardless of their outward form.

After the war, I had a chance to relax for fifteen years without any cataclysmic thing happening.

The world went back to how it was before Daemon was created.

We gave Rodney Barrington and his family their just desserts.

still suffering the results of her bad

up all the loose ends

all his vampires to be present when the great war took place. We didn’t have to search for any

all the mutated werewolves that didn’t participate in the war

not, their

to have showed Daemon a green light to

mutation.

had to betray the moon goddess and the

type to go back on your promise so get up.” Silver

more excited? Our mate must have prepared a great

unhappiness at my decision to sleep

past fifteen years, Dante had always honored my birthdays. Surprises, parties and more

took everything related

I rolled my cycs.

on

Like mother, like daughter.

done yet? We want to bring the dress in.” Sky’s voice sounded

my forehead

seemed like I would not be able to get

of bed.” Silver snitched on me

I grumbled before going to the bathroom connected to the master

was done and I wore my underwears. I put on a bathrobe

Rain and Sky.” I said to Silver

to open the

and Sky did not need

they picked and they

when he

look like you want to get out of bed at all.” He mused and

sigh held

good that you know.” I

We would be waiting downstairs.”

closed the door and she smiled as

like I was a little girl

said as she began removing the items in

even notice the

and

tools, Silver got

took for her to finish

too fast.

and I didn’t say a word either but the atmosphere between

soaked in that atmosphere

stood up to wear the outfit the kids

knew Silver junior might have be given a time ultimatum

kids chose a beautiful red gown that contrasted well

my skin.

red color made

first time Dante and I met. I was wearing

didn’t need to look at the mirror

few years, Dante had ironed out any form of self-degradation. He would not

go.” Silver junior

we both went

huge hall located in the first floor of our

Dante chose it

always used

We entered the hall.

quieted down as

put my initial resistance at the back of my mind.

their