A Broken Vase

Andor –

It was a scene of dead bodies all around us. As we fought off endless warriors that seemed to attack in unison like armies of ants, I accidentally blew up a few witches in the process. I was exhausted.

In light of how the witches kept trying to pop the bubble I was once enclosed in; they didn't want to pop the bubble to free me. No, it was only so those witches could torture and kill me. Obviously, the joke's on them.

I could feel the aura of anger around the queen. All I could think was what now? Rolling my eyes at her while she glared daggers at me.

A rant started as the queen spoke of her ancient vase from some oriental dynasty. Throughout her family's history, this vase has been handed down through countless generations. As the one who accidentally blew up the vase, I should have been more polite, but I wasn't over my irritation at being trapped in a flying bubble. In retrospect, I should not have said what I said next, but my brain wasn't working right.

Smugly I retorted, "At least I lived. Aren't you happy? The vase was the cost of my life having been spared." I knew that wasn't true, but like I said, my brain was missing a few screws when I said it.

Never before had I seen anyone blow things up with their thoughts alone. Have I ever told you Ashina's mother is one scary lady? Had I thought about it before opening my mouth, I might have been able to control myself. Everything in the room started exploding, even the thrones exploded without the queen waving a hand. In fear, I was frozen to the floor, unable to devise a plan of escape from my mother-in-law's crazy behavior. It was impossible for me to understand how she could not overthrow Malcolm with such a temper. In the contest of bad tempers, I now believe I have lost.

Suddenly, the queen became eerily quiet and looked at me with an evil grin. Now I was really scared. I had to stay there like a man and not let her see any fear. I wonder could the queen smell fear. I wasn't going to worry about that right now. Even though my wolf stated, "Run! Danger! Danger!"

"No, I am not running! We are Alpha's. We don't run!"

Jasper frantically pleaded with me; I did not budge. I know this is a game of willpower and I was determined not to lose.

Jasper continued to plead, "Man, we need to concede to mother – in – law is crazy, she will take our balls and grind them up in a blender." I thought about the visual of my family jewels in a blender too late before I became victim once again to the queen's wrath.

With a flick of the wrist, the queen had fixed everything that was broken magically. I snorted, "You mean you threw a hissy fit and you could fix everything all along?" I shouted at my mother-in-law. Did I say earlier my brain had a loose screw in it?

Walking towards me stealthily, the queen had that same evil grin on her face. I knew I was in deep doo doo. I backed up slowly, hoping I had time to turn and run, like my wolf stated, we needed to save our family jewels.

The Queen's lips once again started moving. I couldn't speak, I could only stare and kept backing up in my fear. "Do you think magic comes from nothing, out of the thin air, dear darling son-in-law? Do you think it is so easy to fix that vase or anything else out of magic? It is not! I have to borrow from other vases, other elements, and the earth herself. Everything has a price, even magic. Now I will have to pay mother-earth back some way for the gifts mother-earth has leant me. Hoping that Hera in her kindness will not be angry at the abuse of using my power to simply fix an artifact. No, you don't know! Do YOU?"

With a flick on her wrist, I looked up at a very tall, gigantic queen. I thought at first that the queen made herself a giant. That is until my tongue lashed out to eat a non-suspecting fly. Looking down at myself, I put my miniature frog arms on my hips and tapped my small frog legs, glaring at her.

I still had my wolf with me, even though I was now a frog. "Didn't I tell you to run? No, Andor, you had to be an Alpha man! Look at us now! This is so humiliating!" My wolf moaned as the queen picked us up in the palm of her hand.

Playfully to annoy me, the queen rubbed the top of my head like she was making a wish on some Buddha statue. "Now, Now, little froggy, let's go find and kill Malcolm." I just sat on her palm obediently, what else was I going to do?

It was the sound of running boots that caught the queen's and my attention. Greetings, Your Highness! Our fear is that something has happened to the princess, as Dean cannot reach her earpiece. Do you know where the princess is?"

With my small beady eyes, I hopped around the queen's palm, hoping to find Ashina. When the queen realized she hadn't seen the princess since she first ran through the doors, she gasped. My stomach churned with a bad feeling. As caught up as I was in my discomfort with her mother, with the mate bond, I should have felt something. I will forever blame myself if anything happens to my mate.

I looked up at my mate's mother with pleading eyes, putting all pride aside. My tiny froggy arms were stretched above my head as I bowed down to her, my froggy head on her palm. With the hope that she would understand, I conceded that I needed to be made whole again. I hoped my Spidey mate's bond would help find my mate.