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Story: Three Mates & A Tribrid
"Deep breath, it's going to be okay, Rose," Atticus said, trying to calm me down. I'm currently standing in a floor-length white gown that was embroidered with rose gold stones and a lace detailing.
"I'm okay. It's all going to be okay," I muttered over and over to myself. I immediately felt calmer when Axel and Everett stepped into the room, waiting on me and Atticus to finish getting ready.
We made our way through the house and out into the yard where it was safe to teleport. I think I was practically holding my breath the entire way to the ceremony. We stepped out of the clearing and made our way to a big open fire pit with hundreds of people surrounding it.
Well, this didn't seem to bad. It was a lot of people, don't get me wrong, but I was expecting more.
Everett wrapped his arm around my waist and leaned in to whisper in my ear. "Only those who have important roles in our community attend ceremonies like this." Oh, great. So there's more.
We walked towards four throne-like chairs that were made with a delicate wooden design. The forest was plunged into silence as the audience bowed their heads in respect to their alphas.
I looked over at my mates who stood strong and stoic, while I just looked out of place. I hadn't even realized just how important my mates actually are. They're leaders, while I'm...I don't even know. I feel like I don't belong here.
My emotional downfall of thoughts was interrupted when I felt a hand rub soothing circles on my back. I looked over at Axel as he stood, looking forward still as stoic as ever.
"Whatever you're thinking about, quit it. You're not running away from things that scare you anymore, Princess. You've got us now," Axel said through our mind link, instantly making me calmer. I sucked in a deep breath and stood tall just like my mates.
"Let the feast begin," Atticus announced aloud. I was about to ask what feast until tables of food magically appeared across the clearing. I looked over at Atticus in surprise. Why have we been cooking if he could do this the whole time?!
I shook my head before taking a step forward before freezing in place. I threw a glare at Atticus, knowing this was his doing.
He chuckled, looking very amused at my situation. "Roe, the guests eat first. It would be rude of you to cut the line."
I growled and made a move to step back when he allowed me to. "That's the most stupid thing I've ever heard," I muttered, looking longingly at the food everyone was eating.
We waited ten long minutes before we went and got our food.
Everett knowing just how hungry my pregnant self was, fixed me a heaping plate of food.
I thanked him probably a hundred times, giving him endless kisses right here in front of everyone.
But I didn't care, and it didn't seem that he did either.
I sat down, eating like a rabid animal while everyone chattered away. I threw a few glares and even some growls at the curious glances people were giving me.
"Son of a bitch," I whispered-yelled, glaring at Axel who pinched my thigh.
"Quit giving everyone death glares every time they look at you. You have to earn their respect as Luna. You're going to give them a heart attack acting like that."
I suppressed an eye roll before muttering an apology.
Everett sighed across the table from me, looking conflicted.
"Baby girl...No one here is going to judge you for what you did to the old alphas.
They're all aware of the situation you were put in and understand.
So if that's the reason you aren't comfortable with becoming Luna then get that thought out of that pretty head of yours. "
I eyed Everett, letting what he just said sink in.
I know he's right, I believe that he's right, but it's hard.
I shook my head. "I don't know how to be a leader.
I've always been on my own. Hell, I'm freaking the fuck out at the fact that I'm about to pop out three kids!
How am I supposed to be responsible for three species?
" I whispered-yelled so the guest wouldn't hear me.
"You're not alone, Roe. You have us. We're never leaving you," Atticus said, squeezing my hand.
"Yeah, even if you break our necks," Everett said, smiling like a little kid which immediately warmed my heart.
I could do this. I'm Rosalie fucking Maxwell, a tribrid. I helped take down the council, one of the most powerful supernatural organizations. If I could do that, then I can sure as hell become Luna.
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I stood tall as the feast ended and everyone made their way down the path leading through the woods. I inhaled and exhaled as the train of my dress dragged behind me. I was boxed in by my three mates who walked in a protective stance around me.
The only light guiding our way was that of the moon. I was so focused, I could smell each and every detail of the woods. Not to mention, my eyesight was seeing much further than that lit by the moon.
We made our way down a cobbled pathway that led towards a field of flowers. Not just any flowers, daisies. I touched them along the way, feeling magic pulse through my fingers and into the flowers, making them glow.
Everything was beautiful, it was almost like a fairytale. We stopped once we made our way to the center, surrounded by the rest of the guests.
"Tonight, we welcome my beautiful mate, Rose, and we honor her as she steps up to become your new Luna," Atticus's voice boomed through the forest, commanding all ears to listen.
"With this ceremony, the title of Luna will be given over the Shadow Pack, the Red Night Clan, and the Elemental Coven.
Do you Rose Maxwell, accept the full responsibility of Luna? "
I nodded my head, without a second thought. "Yes."
Axel stepped forward wrapping a piece of cloth painted with runes around my wrists. "Do you promise to lay down your life for your people? To protect and to fight when needed?"
"Yes."
Everett stepped forward, producing a concoction filled bowl that I could smell from here. "Do you promise to put the pack, clan, and coven's needs above your own?"
I hesitated as Everett brushed the smelly concoction on my face, arms, and chest, creating symbols to complete the bonding. He looked at me pointedly, waiting for an answer. I inhaled deeply before replying, "Yes."
I stood facing the audience as Atticus walked forward, placing a daisy flower crown, woven with wood detailing on my head.
"Lenutostedum ecolament prutovee semintuo!" The witches and warlocks chanted around the wooded forest, chanting louder and louder as they repeated the same phrase.
I felt a different sort of power pump through my veins, making me feel high on energy and magic. I gasped as I felt my wrists throb where the cloth was wrapped tightly around them. The wind picked up speed as it whipped my hair around my face. And then....it stopped.
Axel unwrapped my wrists as Atticus talked among the crowd again. "Welcome, your new Luna, Rose Maxwell."
The audience bowed their heads in respect as they cheered among themselves that their alphas have found their true mate.
I smiled as Everett wiped the concoction off my face, alieving me of the disgusting smell it left behind. I glanced down at my wrists that were now covered in various tattoos meant for a Luna.
I can't believe I was so scared of the ceremony. I felt so...alive. Not to mention, like a princess with the way my mates were treating me, as if I was royalty.
We walked through the field of flowers, away from prying eyes to get a moment to ourselves.
"Everything was beautiful, I loved it." I smiled at my three handsome mates standing in front of me.
"We're happy if you're happy, Princess," Axel said, giving me a kiss on the forehead.
I chuckled as I looked around at the glowing flowers. "Tonight is the only night where that nickname of yours actually applies."
The guys laughed lightly, looking more tired than usual. "You ready to head home, baby girl?" Everett asked, yawning.
I nodded my head, feeling tired all of a sudden. "Yeah, just let me pick some of the flowers before we leave. They're basically like magical nightlights!"
"Okay, don't stay too long, we need to leave soon," Atticus said, still talking in his alpha voice, which was honestly hot as hell.
I bent down, picking up a flower and twirling it in my fingers as the guys walked a little bit away. I swayed on my feet slightly, feeling dizzier by the second. What the hell? I fell to my knees, feeling weak and exhausted.
"Guys!" I yelled, becoming worried and scared. Are the babies okay? Did the ritual do something to me? It wasn't until I looked down at my gown that I saw...blood.