14 Chapter Fourteen

Time begins to cease, and the moon smiles and beams, gods and godesses humble with anticipation, awaiting the one.

The earth was still, the stars were dimmed, and his innocent laughter thrills, they both await, awaiting to see the one.

She smiles proudly,  happiness grows fondly, at the end and beginning of a day, March thirty first every hundred years, gives birth to the one.

The one conceived not of sex but by love, the one that brought joy to heaven up above, the one with wings as white as snow, the one that is meant to bring hope.

Hope for unity, hope for all, hope for freedom, hope for ....

Allen's train of thought glued to the yellow tinted  pages of the ancient book, the thick wooden covers rest on the large king sized bed. He wanted to pull it on his laps but it was too heavy, Allen giggles as he remembers how he struggled to hold the book before Samuel grabbed it from him.

And like a dog that comes when it's called, Samuel appears with the slightest thought, he just casually leans on the large wooden door, knocking on the closed half. His lustful gaze fixated on the small prince on the bed, he couldn't wait to have him, as the oldest son his father painted the picture of him with the prince.

He slowly struts over to his prince and kneels one knee down in front of him, Allen sets himself properly on the bed with his short legs dangling off the edge, both of them now at eye level.

Samuel lifts his arm and slowly pushes some of Allen's thick wavy brown hair out of his gorgeous face, Allen flinches at the human or more so physical contact, he remembers how much he had learned.

Faries and supernatural creatures and a bunch about the prince, the book he was reading was about the prince, the old man they called grand council gave him so that he could read and find out more about himself.

" Do you want to go to the garden" he ask as he gently caresses Allen's cheek, " it's a lovely day, we could take a stroll or just go sit under the old oak tree" he continues trying to persuade him to go.

With a small nod Allen agrees to go, only because he needs some fresh air, and plus he kind of liked Samuel. Ever since they met, Samuel just took care of him, he gave him something he had never felt in a long time, that feeling of acceptance, one his grandparents did before they died.

He stares at Samuel, he loved the thick dark black hair neatly cut and styled, face cleanly shaven. Allen loves those calm comforting brown eyes, his pale skin and canine teeth made him look like a vampire, his face looked like it was built to perfection.

Samuel was quiet muscular and he was not afraid to show it, he always wore body fitting shirts to show off his thick biceps and broad chest, narrow waist and those outlined abs, ohhhhh daddy, one look at him and you'd have an orgasm right there and then.

The freshly cut grass smelled wonderful in the gentle wind, the sun was nice and  bright but the clouds would often swallow it, making the place more cooling.

They sat beneath the big tall oak tree, a small picnic set up, we sat on a plaid blanket, Samuel sat in front of Allen as he sat against the tree, it was a little hard because his wings were larger than him so they had to be spread  apart.

They are quiet heavy and sometimes Allen  finds it harder to walk with them especially through hallways, he's  always knocking stuff down with them.

Like only yesterday he was walking down the hallway when Hera and Hebe called from him, when he turned around his wings slapped a maid in her face. He felt so awful, but the maid just kept her creepy ass smile on and went back to dusting the vases.

" you know my dad really likes you" Samuel said in his deep smooth voice," well, he's always talked about the prince, so that's not suprising" he said.

Allen quickly scribbled a note on his pad, Samuel gave it to him so they can communicate. He wrote ' why do you look so sad when you said it '.

Samuel looked a bit taken back,but smiled and said " well its because he never really pays much attention to me, if he does its because he needs me to carry out his tasks or I did something wrong" .

Allen looked sympathetic towards the boy, but he was mostly confused, of course he remembers how his parents treated him but he didn't think all parents were bad.

Samuel saw Allen's sweet little face of confusion and said, " he doesn't really care much for his sons, his pride are in his daughters, I get by mostly because I'm his heir and also a future council member".

Allen wrote ' don't they get chosen from the mask like the book said' , " well yes, I was chosen when my grandfather died, I was only six so I was and still am not yet old enough to be one, I won't be till I reach the age of twenty five".

' how old are you?'  Allen wrote, " I'm twenty two"....

"LOOKOUT" Samuel screams as he grabs Allen by his hands and spin the small boy behind him, dark blue strings orbit around Samuel's fist as he watched the pale creatures before them.

Allen looks at them slightly intrigued by the three men before him, they were all pale, tall and slim, faces long and oval shaped, their hair were thin and long, two of them were blonde, the one in the middle was black haired.

The black haired boy looks at Samuel then at the giant white wings then at Allen, he smirks, opens his mouth slightly to lick his sharp fangs. Allen knew what they were..

'Vampires....'

......

The faint smelling their mate lingers in the house, almost taunting them, Axel and Tom climb the stairs, their parents and Allysa following closely behind.

They walk into Allen's room, and their thoughts gravitate once again to how small and basic it was, the two boys rush towards the bed, they just want to be surrounded by Allen's sweet scent. Allysa wasted no time to start setting up.

" bring me the mask and something of the boy's " she said as she continues to set candles in a circle.

Allysa is a middle aged woman in her early forties, she and Olivia were friends they went to the same school. Allysa is what the supernatural world called a gifted one, she is one of the few humans gifted with magical abilities.

A gifted one is someone who's ancestor or ancestors have done a great deed, this good deed sews a blessing for one of their future bloodline to reap. They are born as a human.

When Allysa started to discover her abilities,  Olivia helped her to understand and control her powers. Mostly they are able to predict the future, talk to the dead, seek connections, and with a few spells and potions they can do alot more.

We needed to seek the connection between the mask and Allen, Tom hold Allen's hoodie in his hands, the soft feel, the sweet scent tainted with blood, blood that they made him bleed. He hands the hoodie to Allysa and instantly misses the feel of material between his fingers, it was almost like holing  him in his hands.

Allysa began her chant, the candles burned with different colors emitting colorful smoke around them. They wavered in the air, every color in the rainbow. Though it seemed like it all felt gray, the tension, the pain, the eagerness.

" Tom , Axel, come sit" Allysa beckoned them over. When they sat she took their hands and sought the connection  through their mate bonds, a string that connects mates and makes the two halfs whole, or in this case makes the one third whole.

The colors bloom brighter around them as she continues her chant, the two boys blank out, their wolf's taking control. They sat their in human form.

Anik and Salem both stare at each other before the focus their energy towards the connection, they felt each other first. Pushing past each other their minds follow the string, with each passing second searching they grow weary.

Almost at the edge of snapping back in their bodies the find his presence, Allysa brought out her map, she placed a ring on it, she spoke her chant and it starts to glow bright yellow and begins moving.

Finally Anik and Salem find Allen, but their possessive side bounces into action as the feel more than one supernatural male presence around him.

They try to attack in the connection but this only causes pain to Allen, he screams and fall down, his wings curl around him, forming a protective ball.

This breaks the connection and sends the two wolves back into their bodies, Tom and Axel take control of their bodies, as they try to stand the wobble and lay down in the bed. Both of them seeking the comforting scent, they lay there drained and weak.

" did we get anything " Mark ask's Allysa. She peers down at the map and see that the ring left a yellow circle around two places.

She looks at it in confusion, " Well what is it" Olivia asks.

" well, it seems as though the connection lead us to two places" Allysa says as she hands the map to them.

" I don't know what this means.... its supposed to mark exactly where he was" she says.

" Ok, find the connection between the mask and Allen" Mark says.

Allysa complies and pulls the hoodie and the mask into the same circle, chanting one again, only this time the colors are less vibrant.