Chapter 171 My Idea Of An Amazing Life
Chapter 171 My Idea Of An Amazing Life
Allen
Right now Bri is tucked up on the sectional between Armond and me. After we helped her when she got sick, we brought her back here and made sure we were surrounding her. I don’t think any of us need to use our imaginations to come up with the idea that the missing ingredient in Dekon’s plan is Bri. He’s been talking about using her to create his army for a while now.
Now, we also have the question of what in the fuck he's doing and what he thinks he’s creating. I did notice that he didn’t mention anything about any ‘live’ soldiers, only the supposed fetus inside that woman he had hooked up to all of the machines. I have no clue if it’s even possible to do what he is implying he wants to do. I mean, I know he made that drug and combined different types of blood, but the idea of combining DNA from different supernatural species to create some super race, that doesn’t sound like reality to me.
“What if we talk to Dr. Mitchell? She might be able to tell us what is possible as far as combining species to create a living, breathing baby. That’s what he’s talking about. He is trying to combine the egg and sperm of different species to get his perfect soldier. I’m not even sure he’s not doing some funky shit with the whole DNA strand and shit.” We nod at Bri’s assessment.
“That’s actually a good idea, sweetheart. We definitely need to figure out what is possible and what is not.” It’s too late now, but we’ll have to make sure and call her office first thing in the morning, maybe get our fathers to pull some strings to speed up us being able to speak with her.
I wonder if my dad called Maximus? He had been traveling and so wasn’t here for everything tonight, but he was already on his way back. So, now I wonder how fast our fathers will be in touch with him about all of the fucked up shit Dekon was spewing tonight?
He’s been diligently setting up the meeting with all of the council members, and getting information packets to those who can’t attend. He feels like it’s important enough to make sure that information about Ilonians and all of the bullshit that happened is well known. We have already had some of the other members of certain species reported) times they have had negative interactions with both the Ilonians and Andilonians from time to time.
It is more and more evident how truly important and needed this attention to the hybrids is needed and wanted. They have been persecuted and hunted. They should be given the same rights as all other supernatural species. There are some of the species that seem to be supportive, and some that are more content to have hybrids stay in the shadows.
Maximus has found some good parcels of land close to us, and he’s looking into what can go on them as far as zoning and such. Then he wants to get more than just our new friends to participate in discussing what they should create for hybrids there. He and Bri would both like for it to be a full pack all of its own; however, Maximus really wants to make sure the hybrids actually have a voice for once, so he’s not pushing his agenda.
With having Bri up against me, I can’t help but smile when I get kicked in the side. Bri grunts, as that was a hard kick, so no doubt it hurt her. I see her rubbing her side, and I reach down and rub as well. When I start to pull my hand back, one of my sons, once again, decides I’m not actually done rubbing on his mama. It makes me wonder what they hear, feel, or see from inside her womb that causes them to react to our touch the way they do.
Armond chuckles, seeing the blue light that is trapping my hand. Bri is smiling as well, but with her rather trapped against my hand now, it might be uncomfortable in her current position. I keep my hand against her side, but swing her up more into my lap sideways. This basically puts my arm with my trapped hand across her middle.
With her cradled in my arms like this, I see her look at me, and the gleam enters her eye. She must need blood, and being in this position has emphasised it. She wastes no time before she strikes. She’s a bit more aggressive tonight, and I wonder if her vampire is close because of it. I hug her tightly to me and hear her contented sigh against the skin of my throat. I close my eyes and just enjoy this sensation of taking care of her.
When she is done, she licks my neck, but she just stays there, snuggled up against me. I feel more kicks from the boys, and in this position they are kicking my stomach through their mother’s stomach. I laugh at the sensation, but I have to wonder how much that hurts Bri. Then I laugh when I feel her stomach jerk repeatedly. One of them has the hiccups, and her stomach is now jerking with the sensation.
We try to keep everything on a happier note. There’s nothing we can do about Dekon and his crazy bullshit right now. So, we might as well enjoy these peaceful moments, just enjoying the closeness we all feel for each other.
The others all leave, and then it’s just the three of us, as the kids are all asleep upstairs in the nursery. The boys have probably gone back to sleep as they let my hand go. I hand Bri over to Armond and let him get in some much-needed cuddle time. We are all still trying to recover from all that has happened and from when she was taken from us. She’s done remarkably well, but she’s still plagued by nightmares, and I have to wonder if things like tonight will make it much worse.
We’ll just hold her and comfort her and make her feel safe again. That is what we have done, and she says it means more to her than she could ever begin to express with mere words. She shows us in lots of ways, every single day, just in the way she loves us. I hope we show it right back to her in the same way.
Now, we just need to get rid of Dekon and all of his crazy followers. Then we can get on with the rest of our lives and loving our mate and our kids. That sounds like an amazing life to me.