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Zaccheus POV

His mate voice still rang in his ears like a Mátra when she said his past doesn't define him. He had done some gruesome things in the past that he didn't regret or felt remorse. He strived for pain and fear, he liked the scent emitted because they brought satisfaction to his beasts. He liked to drench himself in enemy blood to feel complete but now his little mate changed his life.

He was scared that his little mate would be disgust or reject him but he was surprised when she hugged him with his little arms. Sometimes he was afraid to crush her whenever he pulled her into a bear hug.

He stilled remember how his father always manipulated his young self. He became a machine gun, destruction being. After he had changed to his beasts, his father had him locked up for a month without food or water. He was starved to the brick of sanity, his mind was played with even when he told Alec to bit him because he wanted his father approval but all was in vain.

The abuse intensified that his body was immune to any poison and his beasts were agitated by the solitude until they broke free in the cell. They went after their father for his blood only to hide behind their beautiful mother.

When their mother was attacked by the rogues, they lost themselves to darkness and killed almost everyone around him til he killed his father and used his blood to designed the floor.

He arrived at the throne being the faithful and just king but that didn't stop him from killing those who betrayed him. Those who mocked abused and bullied him. He had fun playing with their mate bond and blood ties.

He wiped also all the witches and await for his grandfather's head but that man kept his head well. He still waited for the day he would play with his head.

He felt an unfathomable joy when his mate responded that she loved his cold heart after telling her how gruesome he was. Accepting him without nothing. He was afraid she would reject him and he vowed to do anything to make her stay even though it if she wanted his heart.

He hurled his mate up impatiently as she wrapped her tiny legs around his waist excitedly. He stared at her chocolate orbs and growled to himself, "all mine" before he plucked his tongue in hers. He ravished her mouth, exploring every detail in her mouth, nibbling and biting her lips softly not to draw blood. Her moan excited his beasts as they felt the need to sink their teeth in her delicate neck to mark her and show the world that she was theirs. His fangs throbbed in need to stake his claim. He released her mouth quickly, turning his face to the other side, breathing softly to calm himself.

"Just a little time" he muttered to himself.

"What happened," his mate melodic voice spoke with worries while touching his biceps to ease his need but it only intensified it and his beasts were not helping.

"Do you want to mark me now?" she asked as she traced her little hand to his jaw in a simple act but the effect in his body was tenfold which made him groaned.

A simple act yet millions of reactions.

"Just let's stop for tonight, I want to make the marking memorable," he said, pecking her nose while she wrinkled her nose and hit his chest gently.

Their clothes were drenched with rain because of the sadness he felt earlier. He carried his little mate to the tent in a long stride as he murmured some spell and lit up the tent, warming it up.

He turned his back, giving her the privacy to change into his cloth while he was having an internal battle with his beasts.

"Why turning when we have seen it before and will soon see all" Ryk disapproved bitterly.

"Yeah, but we have to give her privacy for now because she's not fully ours..."Ryn said, only to be interrupted by a panic Ryl.

"She's not ours? " he whimpered softly.

"Shut up fool, she's ours"Ryk scowled.

"Both of you are stupid, I mean she's not ours yet, you didn't let me finish my sentence before you interrupt me!" Ryn admonished sternly.

"But why can't we mark and mate her not? " Ryl whined while Ryk snorted before responding.

"Because we have to wait till she fully accepts us" Ryn replied, going back to its place.

"I can't wait to pound that little jewel of hers as she would scream my name in pure ecstasy and pleasure then.... "the King groaned feeling the raging b.o.n.e.r getting harder under Ryk speech.

"You aren't helping," Zaccheus said while Ryk smirk slyly, sending a mental image to Zaccheus which made Zaccheus throw himself inside the cold sea. He sighed as the cold water seeped into his boxer than the junior brother.

He swam to the extreme end, feeling the junior brother getting soft by the laps he was having but the little brother rise back a little when it heard their mate soft voice, calling to them like a siren to the pirates.

"OH no," he shook his head before answering his mate.

His little mate wasn't helping when she came out of the tent on his white s.h.i.+rt which reached her mid-thigh and was transparent.

I don't think, I can use the night without trying to pounce on her, he groaned internally, looking at the little brother who stood proud and arrogant.

"Are you okay there, won't you get cold under the water?" she asked worriedly while he laughed.

"Heart, it's like you are forgotten I'm a supernatural being with a regulate temperature" he smirked, swimming to the far ends before swimming back to her.

He walked out of the room as dried himself before carried his little mate to the bonfire he created.

He scooped her in his arm wanting to relish the moment. He kissed her hair softly as he rested his head at the crook of her neck.

She stared onto the water inquisitively as her brows knitted in confusion before she quirked her lips. He loved how her small nose did wrinkled or scrunched whenever she was in deep thought or how her nose did quirk up whenever she wanted to do something mischief. "Mermaids are they in this water?" she asked as he was compelled to kiss her nose again, "stop" she murmured and he kissed her again.

"Mermaids are not in this realm" he answered, playing with her hair.

"How? who?" she asked, unknowingly palming the junior brother while he grunted, removing her hand.

" Because most of the times, Mermaids mates are in the human realm. They hardly have a mate from this realm" he answered.

She nodded her head in understanding, "your favourite colour?"

"Brown" he blurted out, his world was filled darkness until his little mate came along and brighten it. He didn't have a favourite colour before but the first day he saw her brown orbs, he was transfixed and it had become his colour.

"Oh," she blushed, "mine is blue".

"Age," he asked, caressing her hair as he felt her rested her back comfortable on his chest. He was luring her to sleep.

"I'm 18" she replied, picking a pebble before throwing it inside the water.

"What of you?" she asked.

"I'm... 28 in human age but my real age is 1020 years" he responded casually.

"What!" his little mate practically shouted as she turned abruptly, staring at him with wide shocked eyes.

"You are....." she didn't finish her sentence before he nodded and pecked her small nose.

"That means you are my great grandfather's age?" she asked as a yawn escaped her lips.

"Yeah" he responded, pulling her back to his chest wanting to make her warm.

"Do you have any girls before me?" she gulped slowly, interlacing her hands together in hesitation.

"No" he responded without missing a bit. He didn't have time for females or flings because to handle a whole realm was not an easy task to have time for unnecessary problems.

"Don't tell me..." She wiggled her brows in mischief, "you are a virgin" her eyes widen in shocked as his ears were red in embarra.s.sment.

His little brother here didn't have time for flings or one nightstand. He mostly drowns himself in work and never thought of having a mate. He was too busy with revenge, punishment and witches. And those females only wanted his power, fame not his love. They only want what he had not who he was.

"My zacchy is a virgin" She sang aloud while giggling.

He liked how she called him her zacchy, he felt an overwhelmed happiness.

"You are a virgin?" she asked again as her eyes dropped while he smiled.

"Because we have been waiting for you, love"

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"The girl is intriguing because my beasts have taken a liking in her but I must avenge," the older man said, bringing out a small knife from his cloak.

The younger one looked scared and moved back a little while the older man tsked in disapproval, " What's this for" the younger man stuttered.

" To have a blood bond so, none of us could betray each other "

He cut his palm, feeling a little pain but smirked through it as he took the other man's hand and cut it also.

Their blood mixed together and it vanished through the tiny air.

They'd pledge loyalty for each other anyone who wanted to betrayed would cough blood till the last breath.

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