“For friendship!” She sips and passes the chalice to Carrie, who does not drink, but stands and hands it to Keiran.
“For Protection!” He holds the chalice, sips it and passes it to Harou.
“For Power!” He sips from the chalice and hands it to his wife Candace.
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AUTHORS NOTE: This Chapter is about the beginning of the Primords. Each character is named by their ancestral name. Underneath I will give you a list of their names so you can follow along with this Chapter and you don’t get lost.
Blake – Alarick Selene- Elena Tyler- Dylan Damian- Keiran
Emma- Damian’s mate
Harou- Lord of the Primord Lycan’s Candace- Harou’s mate
Joseph- Colonel Coelhelm descendants or great great great grandfather Carrie- as herself (Selene’s birth mother)
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Third Person POV
Candace is nervous. She doesn’t know what effect this will have on all of them; to mix the blood of three magnificent creatures into one single chalice. Nevertheless, the thought of it being under an enchantment to last an eternity to unite them forever in honor and friendship is something she definitely does not want to pass on by despite her nerves.
Nonetheless, she drinks from it. The hot liquid going down her throat making her gulp it down as if it had been the thickest syrup ever made.
She gets up, and that being most chairs are wide apart, she slowly walks and hands it to Emma who does the same, standing to her feet to speak her wish on the new alliance. Bringing the chalice forward and taking a sip from it.
“To an unbreakable bondage, to last us an infinite of centuries to come.”
A loud clash is heard just outside of the doors leading to the dining hall where they are gathered, startling Emma and causing her to drop the chalice with the rest of the liquid inside just as Candace was sitting back down after she had placed it in her hands.
They all turn towards her and she looks among them in shock. Her mouth gawked open. Emma holds a hand to her lips and her eyes water in shock as well as the others.
Carrie holds the hem of her dress to enable herself to walk. She furrows her eyebrows and stands furiously in front of her.
She grips her hand harshly looking down at the spilled blood with her enchantment spell to bond them together.
“You reckless child! Look what you have done! How could you’ve been so careless?” Her eyes glaring evilly at her. Emma can’t help but begin to cry silently. Keiran stands to his feet and glares at Carrie with his eyes red, exposing his fangs.
If there is one thing these three men are very territorial and over protective of, besides their people, is their women.
He let’s out a loud growl and Elena quickly stands to aid Emma. Carrie is startled but stands her ground.
“Mother!? Let go of Emma.” She orders her and Carrie quickly realizes she has lost control of her temper.
She lets go of Emma and stands with her head held high, but Elena can still see that not only is there something oddly troubling her mother, but she is suddenly nervous in Elena’s presence.
The power of the ritual now taking effect, though none of them are aware of it. But they soon, they will all find out.
Elena nears her, and speaks calmly in Carrie’s ear.
“What is the matter with you? Are you aware how territorial these men are with us? Do not provoke Keiran. Or you will be the cause of this treaty and new bond to break, before this ceremony even comes to an end.” She speaks softly in her ear. Looking at Keiran and smiling.
Carrie looks between the men and realizes she has placed herself in an awkward and most embarrassing situation. She gasps and turns towards Elena.
“If I were you, I’d offer Emma an apology, before Keiran looses his temper and demands your head.”
Carrie widens her eyes and shakes nervously, yet Elena can tell she is being provoked towards rage.
She gulps once again, narrowing her eyebrows and sighs deeply to control her anger and ego.
“Very well. But only, because you have asked me so nicely my dear child.” She smiles at her and turns towards Emma.
Carrie stands once again in front of Emma, Emma’s eyes still filled with worry and melancholic.
“Carrie I didn’t mean to. I-” Emma shakes her head and cleans her tears away with her hand.
Carrie lifts her hand forward, closes her eyes and shifts her head to the side.
“No, Emma! It is me who owes you an apology. I lost my temper. It was an accident after all right? I’m sorry I yelled at you. My apologies to you and Keiran, I can assure you it will not happen again.” She gives her a slight smile and sighs deeply bringing her chest forward and holding her head high.
“Now, if you will all excuse me. And, if there is nothing else I can do for you, I must go back to my study. Again, I apologize for my abrupt behavior.”
She turns on her heel and exits the hall.
Elena and Alarick steal a glance towards each other. But their bodies are already going under the effect, faster than they anticipated.
Time has gone by faster than what they thought and gives them no time to prepare for what transition their bodies are now going under. The full moon is in full view, making the end of their ritual present itself before they could make their way out the room.
Each one, starting with Alarick begins their new transformation of power. His veins engorge and his eyes darkened. Followed by Keiran, Harou, and the girls.
It’s an excruciating pain as the blood of three creatures take over their bodies; creating a much greater force, much more powerful than what they thought would be. Twisting and turning. They hold for dear life as the pain is almost unbearable for them.
As the minutes pass, each one embrace their new being as the pain subsumes to a less and eventually vanish. Leaving each one feeling more powerful than any creature that has ever existed. But it’s too much for Candace and her little one. The power of the bond is too much for her unborn child.
She yells, holding her stomach and crouching down in pain again. Elena and Harou run to aid her. But there is nothing they can really do.