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.

was still suffering the

tied up all the loose ends

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

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

not,

to have showed Daemon a green light to be able to achieve

mutation.

had to betray the moon goddess and

back on your promise

your birthday. Can’t you be a little more excited? Our mate must have prepared a great surprise.’ Silver, my wolf

at my decision to sleep

fifteen years, Dante had always honored my birthdays.

took everything related

I rolled my cycs.

Silver was on

Like mother, like daughter.

to bring the dress in.” Sky’s voice sounded from

my forehead

not be able

just getting out of bed.” Silver snitched on me without any change

I grumbled before going to the bathroom connected

done and I wore my underwears. I put on a bathrobe over it

from Rain and Sky.”

to open the

did not

held the dress they picked and they

smiled when he saw

out of

sigh held

is good that you know.” I

waiting downstairs.”

door and she smiled as

feel like I was a little girl being deceived

Silver said as she began removing the items

even notice

and a little bit

her tools, Silver

how much time it took for her to finish everything but I

too fast.

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

atmosphere

wear the outfit the

Silver junior might have be given a

chose a beautiful red gown that

my skin.

red color made may green eye

time Dante and I met. I was wearing a red

at the mirror to know that I was

had ironed out any form of self-degradation. He would

go.” Silver junior

and we both went

huge hall located in the

unused before Dante chose

used different

We entered the hall.

down as they stared at

put my initial resistance at the back of

enjoyed their gazes