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"Um. So...uh...how do I put this? Orion is my boyfriend, yes. But...he's one of my boyfriends?" I said in more of a question than a statement.
Harrison and Mom both stared at me with blank expressions like they didn't understand what I'd just said. Orion chuckled.
"I'm not Celestia's only boyfriend," Orion revealed.
"How many?" Harrison asked.
"Uh...if you include Orion...six." I gave them a shy smile. Mom gawked at us, and Harrison grinned before he looked at Charlotte.
"So, remember back when we were dating, and we made that bet? I think that confirms I wo-OW! Sweetcakes?! I thought we agreed that you wouldn't punch me. I didn't even say anything annoying,"Harrison whined as he rubbed his now red arm that Mom had punched. I knew it was more playful, but I think she'd forgotten her own strength.
She snapped out of her daze."I didn't mean it to hurt! And NO, you don't win the bet. I don't remember it."
"You say that, but I can guarantee you do. I'm calling Hellsin! He remembers everything!" Harrison argued.
"Oh no, you won't!" Charlotte argued.
We watched the two of them continue to bicker, and I looked at Orion who had a small smile on his peaceful face.
"Guess that went a little better than expected," Orion whispered as he squeezed my hand. I grinned and squeezed back as a wave of relief went through me.
"I think so too, but the tea is cold," I pointed out.
Orion chuckled. "We can always make more tea," he suggested.
"Yes." I giggled happily, feeling the weight lifted off my shoulders regarding all the pent-up stress I’d been piling internally. I didn't know if I was too forgiving, but everyone made mistakes and deserved to try again.
All I had to hope for was I could eventually forgive Orlando. I didn't know if I could, but maybe...just maybe I could try again? At least now, I could finally learn who I really am.
Troubled Anxiety and Blessed Love Always
Ileaned on the rail of the balcony, my eyes lingering on the beautiful night sky and the wondrous land below. I couldn't help but smile at the immense beauty before me, especially with the gentle moonlight and the cool calming breeze teasing my flesh.
After our talk, we had ended up making dinner together. Orion and Harrison ended up throwing flour at each other when we attempted to make a cake for dessert. Even though Orion was usually quiet and didn't trust people easily, it seemed like he and Harrison connected right away, and he opened up with ease.
It was wonderful to watch him laugh and be able to loosen up a little, especially in front of Harrison, who was one of my dads. Mom said she'd go into detail about it when she showed us around the sanctuary tomorrow, but I was still adjusting to the thought of having four dads.
I wouldn't deny that I was happy one of my dads was Magnor, someone I always felt was a father figure to me in childhood and who still did his portion of being a parent in his own way.
After Mom gave the details about what was going on, I figured it made sense why Magnor had been traveling back and forth. At least he'd done his best to balance the amount of work the Council wanted him to accomplish with taking care of me.
Everything I had heard about the Council was negative and caused me to wonder why we couldn’t have a new Council instead of a group of old shifters who cared more about keeping traditional standards and using their power to keep their solid ways in place.
If what everything Mom and the others were saying was true, then they would only contribute to the growth of Forsaken due to their shortsightedness.
They seemed to be more focused on gaining power through the form of Hunters and Huntresses instead of caring about the problem at hand or about the rescuing of shifters who were rapidly becoming extinct.
For now, there wasn't much we could do until I figured out where we stood in this Forsaken outbreak, but I felt like I could help in some way. Seeing the sadness and depression Finn had gone through, and how Orion's family's murder still affected him, broke my heart. I couldn't imagine other shifters experiencing the same helpless fates.
We could do better, but how? What can I possibly do to fix anything before it comes a time that we have to fight Forsaken from overtaking our dimension or our home dimensions?
"Blessed Love?"
I slowly turned to glance over my shoulder to see Orion, who was leaning against the door frame of the balcony entrance. He was in nothing but white boxers, and his long silver-white hair was left loose and in its perfected beauty.
His purple eyes took a moment to appreciate my curves in my white silk nightgown Mom had ordered for me with a bunch of other clothes. They were surprisingly comfortable and fit my curves nicely.Guess it was motherly instinct.
My long purple-pink locks were left down in a loose wavy flow, and the gold strands seemed to have doubled since the last time I checked, making my hair practically glisten in the sun and moonlight.
