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Zestri,

Zestri felt his body tense while eying this new male who moved so fast, he left several after images behind along with a few corpses belonging to the Grandros.

Power rippling from him as he zeroed in on my female, who with a hand in her mouth stared up at him with big red eyes.

The horse was finished, smoke curling around except for one he held in his grasp, falling on his knees, head bowed before her.

Just like that, in a few beats of a heart, it was over.

This was the power of one that he-

"Our competition is not only our younger brother who has matured before us which was insulting enough while we had stayed in our juvenile form! but now a god and not just any god but the god of the moon."

Zestri heard his brother growled out in dissatisfaction.

Zestri should feel annoyance, but he could not bring himself to, simply because his brother had described exactly how he felt. How could he not feel dissatisfied?

His younger brother had met their Queen who was by blind luck his mate as well and spent every single sun with her.

The only consolation was that he had yet to officially mate with her, if his brother did Zestri; felt that he would pull his entrails through his mouth while his brother rips out his spine.

It would be to insulting for a mere Prince to mate with the queen before the Kings.

He will never be able to live, never!

Zestri narrowed his eyes on the god who like a regal fool, kneeled in front of HIS Queen, (dramatic effect ah capitals makes everything better) With an offering in his grasp.

Zestri said nothing. What can he say?

Did he have a choice of his mate?

As a twin he had to share, but with another? He gritted his teeth in pure rage that simmered like a boiling pot.

Zestri could not accept that his mate was with another and not one, but two unrelated to them.

It was not in their nature to share a female except with siblings, but what choice did they have?

A god was on par with them, even stronger since he was sure he was more than six thousand years old, they were a mere three hundred who were teenagers most their lives stunted because their mate was close but not close enough, cause them to have bursts of violent fits causing them to be locked in a room allowed out only when they were calm enough for the protection of their people and as the last royals.

Who would have ever thought that their mate was not of their species and worst possibly having others before them?

The dark ones had attacked them, dwindling down their race to a mere few hundred Lilac Giants who before had walked the world in thousands.

Serving the guardians who in turn protected their world and them in extent.

The dark ones had plotted well, killing them out within a quarter of a century, then turned to the giant kind then after the other species driving so many species to extinction.

The Lilac Giants had barely had any remaining hope.. so close to despair his parents and older siblings were wiped out.

Their vast army of hundreds, then their younger brother had secretly left going into the world with hope that he could find a being strong enough to protect them, gone for a little less than a century; he had returned today with the female who was ripping through the dark ones with pure glee screaming words that Zestri could barely translate well.

Zestri shook those thoughts from his head, focusing his sights on his mate moving towards her.

Whatever she had already it did not matter, it has been decided by fate she will be his queen and due to that he no longer cared how many mates she had because the fact was simple; no one or nothing can change that.

Thinking how he should approach the female.

He heard her sudden words.

"I have a husband, servant, stalker and secretary... what can you give me look alike that they can't? What use can I have for you or those two who serve as nothing more than eye candy?"

"I can feed you, I can worship you-" the male was foolish, Zestri snorted when his brother spoke.

"We can protect your young and help you to discover who and what you are,"

"The three of you? My Young?" she said, holding a pale hand against her lush lips, laughed and then bit into it.

As a child of a century, he had thought that his female would be a beautiful Lilac Giantess. Both he and his brother had felt so excited that their queen would arrived soon.

Yet, a century passed once again and they were two hundred world cycles, then another... They went from small children to teenagers.

How happy the two were upon noticing this; once losing hope but feeling it rekindled once again.

They hoped for her to come closer, to allow them to bask fully in her presence just so they could be awakened fully but, she never showed.

The elder Lilac Giants had tried their best to search for her but they did not know exactly where they should start.

Not until now.

Zestri's gaze was upon her form, the blood still stained her form.

Those wide eyes looked so innocent with a bit of teasing. He felt instantly surprised by this and was unable to help the sudden unfamiliar react; Between his legs he felt the heavy need for her, felt that he should just snatch her up and carry her away.

Why?

Why did that seem so alluring when it should disgust him?

Why did him, a king, want to kneel at her feet and offer her a leg next?

It didn't matter though if he knelt pleaded, begged or not; she was in all fairness his queen and will rule over him someday.