Fated to the Werewolf King novel Chapter 50

The sun casted its light across the ocean's surface, glistening blindingly in the summer heat. Waves licked the soft sand, smothering fresh foot prints that were left behind. Lily walked along the shore, the water lapping at her ankles, its warmth barely mimicking that of the sun's rays on her already lightly tanned skin. Her blonde hair swayed against her lower back, slightly frizzed from the humidity. Sweat and the ocean spray carried by the gentle breeze speckled her skin with tiny droplets. She gazed out at the ocean, the water going on for miles. She ran her fingers over her bikini top, feeling the slivers of her scars that continued to decorate her skin. Her fingers stopped as they reached her lower belly where a new addition of scars now existed. She smiled to herself as she traced the long scar. She had the opportunity to have it completely healed by Nox, but she chose not to. She kept the scar to always remind her of the joys she brought into the world. A see through white scarf wrapped around her widened hips, barely hiding her bottom to her swimsuit, the soft fabric caressing her legs.

"Mom!" A sweet voice called out to her, drawing her attention to a young girl running up to her. The girl stopped at her side, catching her breath. She had the same blonde hair as her mother, except their was jet black at the roots and various streaks through out. Her face had similarities to her mother as well, except for the eyes. Her left eye was an emerald green, but her right eye was crimson like her father's.

"Did you come to walk with me, Myra?" Lily asked her daughter as she started walking again. Myra walked alongside her in her school's basketball t-shirt and shorts.

"Actually, dad wanted to know what you wanted for lunch." She told her, peering over her shoulder and started waving her arm a bit wildly. Lily glanced back, stopping her next step as she gazed at her husband. He walked down a grassy path that was hidden between a line of palm trees, still as massive and as muscular as he was ten years ago. His broad chest, ribs and strong arms decorated with his tribal tattoos. His jet black hair now lightly peppered with age, his face still cleanly shaven. Behind him stumbled two Wolf pups, chasing and tackling one another into the grass. One blonde and one black.

"Boys." Jayce growled down at them, but they didn't listen to him. They rolled around the grass until they reached the sand. Lily whistled to them, the boys stopping almost immediately, turning their attention to her before running over. They shifted back, running around in their naked forms. Jayce held up their clothes, already knowing full well what the twins were capable of.

"You all didn't have to come fetch me." Lily said as she reached out to Jayce. He slipped his fingers between hers, bringing her in close and wrapped his arm around her waist. He nuzzled into her neck, leaving behind small, tender kisses on her skin. She shivered, pressing her hand against his chest.

"We're hungry." The blonde boy with the crimson eyes spoke up as he fumbled to get dressed.

"You're always hungry, Sylar." Myra exclaimed to him, helping him get into his shirt. The boy with black hair and green eyes fell to the ground as he tried to get his shorts on.

"I want hot dogs." The black haired boy shouted, grabbing Lily and Jayce's hands, jumping up and down.

"Again, Zyrus?" Lily asked him as he pulled her and Jayce along. Sylar and Myra walked ahead of them as they began their trek back to the house.

"What about frying up some chicken?" Jayce suggested. Zyrus' eyes lit up instantly, "With fried onions, green beans, jalapenos..." he started listing off vegetables, watching as Zyrus' face slowly twisted into disgust. He released their hands and ran over to his siblings, leaving Lily to laugh. Zyrus tackled his brother, shifting once more. Myra groaned loudly at her younger brothers as they fought again.

"So much for having a peaceful lunch." Jayce grumbled, his hand finding hers again. She leaned into him as they walked, her feet connecting with the soft grass as they followed the winding path up the hill.

"When has it ever been peaceful with those three?" Lily asked as she watched Myra shift before their eyes, shredding her clothes next. Her fur shimmered in the sunlight, the black streaks almost like tiger stripes along her sides as she chased after the twins. Lily's fingers touched the scar once more as she watched her children play.

"Myra wasn't so bad. I think we got lucky with her." Jayce commented, watching his children disappear ahead before tugging Lily against his body, "What do you think about trying for baby number four?" He asked her, leaning in and kissing her hard. She moaned against his lips, feeling him harden against her. His hands roamed over her stretched mark covered waist and stomach, gripping her hips tightly.

"The last time we tried, we were surprised with twins." She bit his bottom lip, making him growl. A high pitch howl stopped their advances, drawing their attention up the path where they see a lone figure standing near the end of the path with the children.

"What is it, Nigel?" Lily asked as her and Jayce ran up to him, shutting off their lust for the time being. Nigel was appointed as the children's guards while they were not with them, and the usual stoic man looked uneasy.

"Alpha. Luna. We have some unexpected guests that wish to speak with you." He said to them. Lily and Jayce met gazes, wondering who on Earth outside their security would know where they were?

"Myra, I want you to take the boys around the back and into the kitchen with Nigel. Do not come near those people until we know what's going on." Lily knelt down to the slightly larger Wolf. Myra gave a faint nod before barking at the boys. At first they fought back until Jayce growled deeply, making them jump and finally obey. Once Nigel escorted them safely away, Lily took a deep breath before heading toward their home.

After breaking away from the tree line, the path wrapped around a large wall of hedges before a stone archway greeted them. Upon passing through, they were met with a beautiful two story beach house that overlooked the ocean. Joel inclined his neck to them as they reached the front entrance.

"I'm not sure how to take it." Joel admitted to them. This was odd to see from him as well, "There are six of them. They wished to speak with you both privately."

"Do you recognize any of them?" Jayce asked, trying to settle down. A deep growl rumbled in her head. Even Nox felt uneasy. Joel ran a hand over his bald head.

"Lord Dante is among them." He said, yet he still looked deeply troubled as he opened the door for them. Jayce looked down at Lily, grabbing her hand and squeezed it tightly.

"Will you be okay?" He asked her. Lily met his crimson gaze and nodded.

"I have you and Nox with me." She squeezed his hand in return before going inside with him. The large foyer was met with a wide stair case in the center with two hallways on each side of the base of it. A crystal chandelier hung high above them as they walked across the marbled tiling to the living room. The archway opened up into a room with a cathedral style ceiling, white furniture spread out in the spacious room. The furniture was occupied by strangers aside from one individual.