Chapter 41 Chapter 41

Chapter 41 Chapter 41
Draven's POV

"Xander! Open a teleportation circle!" Count Reginald shouts as he stares at his grandson. Amil, my love, his body feels so hot, that he might burn me, but I don't care.

Is his body reacting to the information? No, that's not it. It's something else. Something I can't put my finger on. It has something to do with his weakening powers.

Count Reginald walks into the room after Xander opened a teleportation circle to let him come here. Then he walks right up to me and kneels, looking at the grandson he never got to see.

"What's going on with him?" I ask, hoping he can give me an answer as to what is going on.

For a moment, he only scans Amil with his ash grey eyes before realization and shock wash over his wrinkled features. "He's, evolving. Evaine!" He shouts, and suddenly, she appears out of thin air.

"Yes, my Lord? You summoned me?" She asks before her silver eyes land on my beloved, who is struggling to breathe normally. She rushes over and places her hands in front of him. A large blue, runed magic circle appearing.

"This, is impossible. Count Reginald, this was never mentioned in the prophecy. How could he be evolving, even while pregnant?" She asks him as she instructs me to lay him on his left side on the floor while having someone else grab cold water and ice."

"I don't know. Out of all the research I have done, nothing is ever mentioned about any of them evolving. Especially while pregnant. Relia, you damned fool, how you let your son be left alone with your mother, knowing full well she knew nothing about Omegas. Let alone ones that were born Villains, and switched to Heroes."

"What do you mean, by evolving? What exactly is he turning into?" I ask, my patience slowly thinning.

He looks at me, "He's changing from a Demi-God, into something much stronger."

"Like, a real God, instead of a Demi-God?" Atreus asks.

Count Reginald looks at my brother. "Not exactly, no. He could change into anything. However, we won't know until the process is over and we have no way of knowing how long it will last. It might trigger all of you in this room to evolve. When that will happen, is unknown."

"Great, so much for only worrying about Slias. Now we have to worry about evolving at any given time, not knowing how long it will take." Xander groaned, running his hands through his hair.

"There is a chance, that you would only evolve into God-like versions of what you already are. Count Reginald, do you know where your daughter is?" My Uncle asked the Count.

"I don't. I haven't spoken to her since she left. Any time I would try to contact her, I would be given silence in return." He said, looking at my uncle.

"Then, I will have someone search for her. Hopefully, she is still alive."

"She is still alive. Milena just informed me that she has been living with a man she assumes is her fated." Evaine announces as she presses the cold towel against Amil's forehead that Eryx brought her. Mael brought a small bowl filled with ice cubes in it and using them to rub against Amil's skin, to help him cool down.

So far, it's working, but we have no idea how long until it stops working completely. Hell, we don't even know, if any of us will be able to handle it. Not when he's suffering so much. Fuck!

Why now? Don't we have enough things to fucking worry about? I hope my barrier doesn't fall when my evolution is triggered. If it does, we're all fucked if Slias gets in.

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Three Weeks Later

Amil has evolved, into a dark angel of some sort. He has black feathered wings that seem to have stars in them. His scars are still the same, but they have these black tattoos that look like rune symbols on them. In my opinion, he's gotten sexier and he's let me touch his wings, which we both found are really sensitive.

His grandfather told him everything about his mother and has helped him get used to using his wings and showed him how to hide them. Count Reginald said he's a Shadow Angel. Whatever the fuck that means.

Everyone else has evolved already, turning into better versions of themselves. Eryx is a sun elf, Remus and Taliesin are moon elves, and Arkin is now a hurricane elf. Mael turned from a Direfang to a jacked up Elite Dairfang, making him look like a hotter version of a panther beastman with bigger saber teeth, which has made Eryx crave another baby.

Though Remus, Taliesin, Orion, Yari, Atreus, and Arvan haven't been any different with their Alpha's. Let's just say we might have a lot of new babies coming into the barracks.

Orion, well, is a Sun guardian. Being already Sunborn, his golden skin has gold flakes like freckles coating his skin. Celestras are like humans, but they live in the sky as close to the sun as they could get, with white wings. His white wings have turned gold and his white hair looks like solar fire. In a way, he's like Eryx, just without the long elf ears.

Yari and Zephrin, have become Wildblood beastmen. They can still change into any beast they want at will though. Right now, they've chosen to stay as mountain lions.

Leander, the lion shifter, has become a lion beastman. Thiago and Arvan are now leopard beastmen. Xander is a moonlight vampire and Atreus is a daylight vampire.

Ziven became a Direfang panther shifter. And me? I have yet to evolve.

It's been three weeks, and I'm the only one who hasn't evolved yet. I'm starting to get pissed off because of it. Uncle Alaric says it will happen, I just need to be patient.

"Draven? What are you doing out here? It's almost midnight." I hear Amil ask. I turn to look at him and almost fall to my knees.

"Are you trying to make me fuck you until you can't walk for a week?" I stare at him. He's got this black, spider silk dress on with a thin gold chain hanging off his hips. I don't even think I could call it a dress.

It's like he took a curtain, cut it until it was barely anything and made a very revealing and sexy dress out of it. Both of his legs are fully exposed because of the slits that go up to his hips. His chest and torso are barely even covered with the two pieces of the silk connecting from the gold choker around his neck down to the thin gold belt and chain.

And, there's this really thin gold string that looks like it connects one nipple to the other.

He gets close enough for me to smell the scent of his arousal coming off of him in waves. And my love has the audacity to fucking smirk at me. "Maybe. How does it look?"

"Fucking sexy. Is this your way of telling me you want another baby?"