Deimos, My Salvation (Part I)
"Have you thought about where you wish to hold his birthday party?" I inquire as Deimos shakes the rattle violently to win back his male's attention who seems to be preoccupied with other playthings.
"The garden at the back of the castle," He responds his eyes playfully narrowing at the little one who is more interested in playing alone than with his father.
"The garden? What garden?" I ask as confusion strikes. There is no garden on our lands, how come I was never aware of its existence?
"The castle possesses a garden at the back, Lumina." He replies shooting a calm glance of acknowledgement towards me.
"Six years, and now you tell me Deimos. Wait, does it lie past the locked gate?"
"Yes." He sighs deeply, filled with his upsetness that his male refuses to keep him company.
"I thought it was merely unused land."
"I had locked it a few years after my parents passed away. It was the heart of the castle. Cronus and Theia would often spend their visits here at the garden as well. It brought memories I was unable to handle." He states whilst tickling our male's feet striving to get him to play. Kal merely kicks away his father's hand continuing to eagerly observe the dancing toy that leaps in front of his wide inquisitive orbs.
"Deimos." I beckon him soothingly offering him my comfort. I know of his past, I know everything. It must have surely been hard on him.
"But why the garden?"
"So the heart of 'our' home can beat again." He whispers to me tenderly, emeralds a vivid green he offers me a delicate smile of contentedness.
I moved back to the castle last month with Kal, it felt as though a tremendous weight had been elevated off my shoulders as though my soul could breathe again. I had slept peacefully the first night with both my males cuddled to each of my sides each demanding the warmth of my flesh. Kal did not wake up in the middle of the night for the very first time. We were home.
Deimos said the house I built would be for our personal use, he said if I ever needed space from him this place shall be my haven one that he would not enter unless he was welcomed by me. Over the past few weeks, we have family meals and spend time here together.
"I wish to see the garden."
"Our wolves have been polishing and decorating the area up for tomorrow's celebration for the past few weeks, I wanted it to be a surprise." He declares whilst folding his hands across his chest observing Kal's antics. He is not impressed by his male's blatant ignoring. "After the celebration, you can enhance it however you wish. You love roses do you not, I bought a few boxes of rose seeds for you. Tell me whatever you wish I shall obtain it for you."
"Thank you, my male," I whisper my heart full of love for him. He is so thoughtful often doing things he knows I would adore and so would his male.
"What do I tell you, Lumina?" He turns to me with a tilt of his head urging me to say the words he often says to me.
"Anything and everything is mine."
He beams in acknowledgement for he frequently states there is nothing in this world that he would not be able to provide me and Kal with. Deimos peeks up at the clock upon the kitchen wall and gazes down at his male whilst removing the dancing toy that possesses so much of Kal's attention.
"Shall we begin your training, Kal?" He asks him whilst picking him up, setting him upon his hip. Our male merely gives us a display of his budding teeth, a wide grin he offers his father in excitement.
I immediately take notice of the change in the situation and crawl towards the opposite side of the room kneeling waiting for them to begin. Deimos stands to set the little one free planting his miniature feet on the floor. Calloused hands clutch onto tiny fists, Deimos pauses until Kal settles and gains his balance.
"Ready Lumina?"
"Ready." I offer him a curt nod of enthusiasm, laying my palms upon the ground I wait.
"Ready Kal?" Deimos questions his male as our male babbles audibly bouncing on his feet with anticipation revealing his eagerness.
"Come here, come to mama." I coo playfully banging my palms upon the floor. The sound of it and the vibrations that evoke the little one from beneath brings him to me for curiosity finds its seat deep within him. This way he grasps the way to walk on his own.
We train him this way every day and he has almost succeeded in mastering it, quite faster and better than pups his age. Deimos guides him gradually for the first few steps and when Kal has walked half the path he lets the pup go leaving him to fend by himself.
Kal stands in the middle as always turning back and forth debating whether to go to his father or come to me. Yet he always does come to me for his father laid down his path and I am the last destination.
He takes stumbled shaky steps toddling, whilst keeping his legs wide apart. He hesitates between each step, jerking from side to side as he moves one foot forward, then the next.
"Yes, good male. Come here." I urge him clapping my hands with the happiness of his development.
Slow steps he takes only to falter and lose balance. He falls hard the fluffy carpet catching him by his bum. A sharp intake of breath is taken in by me and by instinct my body rises to hold and comfort him.
"Lumina," Deimos calls my name in a calm tone halting my steps. His eyes linger on his male who does not cry but merely sits on the carpet trying to register that he has fallen.
This is part of Kal's training, we do not help him when he falls rather he is forced to support himself. We merely guard his antics and Deimos analyzes Kal's improvement to accordingly tailor his training.
Kal arises carrying his weight on his palms and feet, his lips wobble to the upsetness of his fall yet he does not wail. He holds it in with stubbornness peering up at me with tears that well in his orbs.
"Mama." He calls arms open wide towards me summoning me to carry him. He seeks solace.
"Come here, my male. It is all right, you are okay." I beckon him my voice soothing to his ears. I urge him to carry on forward, and he does so paying heed to my loving words.
He takes wavering steps forward this time more focused, greens not leaving the ground. He makes his path to me whilst I open my arms for him as he nears my heat. Deimos regards his male with pride, chest puffed spine straight. Kal has begun to walk exceptionally well.
As soon as he is an inch away from me I draw him into my arms cuddling the upset pup to my chest. "He did excellently did he not?" I peer up at Deimos who nods with a wide grin on his face. He is happy that his male succeeds in whatever he begins.
"A few more times and then we shall head to sleep," Deimos states as I nod in agreement and hand him over to his father to restart the process. We do this every night before slumber, our everyday routine. This way Kal practices and gets better with time surpassing all the others who are of his age. He must always be superior. Always.
We were up early the next day finishing up with the final preparations for Kal's party, the garden was attractively decorated with balloons, streamers, confetti and lights. Deimos wished to make it as fascinating as possible for the little one. Several of my females cooked their unique specialities which I directed to be placed on the pack table for all to share.
"Deimos. Can you assist me with the zipper?" I call out to him from the bathroom my voice reverberating across the marble walls whilst I swiftly hook on my earrings. We consumed so much time with the arrangement that dressing grew to become the least of our concerns.
"He does not wish to wear the shirt. Shall I perhaps put him in a onesie?" Deimos sighs deeply whilst paying heed to my call sauntering behind me, his knuckle grazes my skin affectionately sliding up my flesh whilst he binds my dress. A soft kiss he places to the nape of my neck with admiration of me.
"It is his birthday, my male. He must be presentable for wolves are coming to him, and shall be receiving him for the first time. Like your brother and Theia."
"I understand. I am aware of it, yet how can I coerce him? We mustn't upset him on his birthday." He shows me his palms in surrender not wishing to further discuss this. Kal detests wearing clothes, he prefers to be bare. To be free and wild just like his father teaches him to.
"I shall do it then. You need to get dressed." I murmur turning around to discover his shirt that Kal dirtied whilst consuming breakfast perched upon Deimos's lap this morning. "How do I look?"
Luminous emeralds meet mine with a delicateness, he smiles fondly leaning down to gift me with a kiss that lingers upon my lips despite his departure. "You look beautiful."
I beam up at him to his charming words filled with my adoration of his existence, my palms gently propel him towards the closet urging him to get groomed whilst he tries to escape my bounds to feast on and compliment my appearance. "Go get dressed." I chuckle attempting to hide the burn of my cheeks to his mischievousness.
I trudge towards where Kal sits patiently awaiting my tender wrath. His eyes wrap around my flesh following my every movement towards him. He knows what is coming, he is preparing to fight. I pick up the shirt and capture his hands in mine, he is swift to sink his teeth into my flesh. His teeth have begun to grow prominently and he uses them to win situations.
My lips curl to deliver a flash of canine at his antics, a portray of dominance on whom holds the power here. "That won't work on me, Kal." My voice is strong and relentless striking down his aggression.
I swiftly push the shirt down his flesh as he begins to wail, his body unable to contain his cries as he falls backwards onto the bed. Despite his piercing screeches, I push the small pair of pants up his flailing legs and fasten them tightly around his waist. This seems to be an everyday struggle for Deimos and me for Kal never wishes to wear something nice.
Deimos wanders out of the bathroom freshly shaved as my eyes widen to his appearance. "What?" He asks playfully sheepish to my stare.
"You shaved," I murmur picking up the little one placing him on my hip, I pat his back whilst gently swaying him to calm his cries.
"Yes." He smiles a smile that reaches his eyes. A true smile.
"You mirror the same as the first time I met you at that meeting," I mumble reminiscing on the day he marched into that meeting hall oozing power and dominance. Deimos hadn't shaved in a year, he trimmed his beard but never shaved.
"It is a new beginning, Lumina." He states as Kal's cries turn to heavy hiccups, he leans forward arms seeking the comfort of his father's. Deimos is quick to take him away hugging him to his chest whilst his male snuggles placing his nose into his father's neck calming after inhaling his scent.
"It truly is," I reply taking his hand that he offers me.
"All set?" He questions peering down at me. I give him a curt nod as he guides us down the stairs of the castle.
"Are you excited your brother shall come today?"
"Very much. I miss him often. He said he wouldn't miss any of Kal's birthdays for he is his nephew. He wishes to be there in his life. But the distance makes it harder on us." He declares the truth I was unaware of.
"Perhaps they could come to visit us every few months, it would be nice to spend time with Theia as well." I bring forth a solution that could aid us, this way Kal would recognize their scents and bond with them further.
"You two have rather become close now, have you not? I hear you often on the phone with her. I am happy for Theia did not possess many friends growing up. She had a small group whom she trusted but not that many."
"I did not know that. Why so?" I question smiling greeting wolves on the way. Their hands are full of presents and food as they run around the castle striving to put them in their allocated places.
"She was quite mature among others and she was envied for how she looked, still is I suppose. Females disliked her for it. Growing up she spent most of her time with Cronus and me." He replies. I register the truth he spilt, I understand this for I was in a similar position when she spent time with Deimos. I envied the beauty she possessed but I did not know it came at a price.Loneliness. She does not speak much of her past to me as though she wished to bury it.
"Alpha. Luna." Ragon welcomes us with a curt bow as we step into the vast garden, it is truly a magnificent place to be at. It possesses so much power that it added freshness to our home overnight.
"Look who's finally here." I perk up to Cronus's voice as I swiftly turn towards the source to find him leaning upon a tree bark arms folded across his chest. His eyes meet mine first in greeting and then shifts to find my males. To me, this male represents a lone wolf, content and free. Sometimes he does not seem like an Alpha to me at all, the way he carries himself is so easygoing and friendly bare of his status that one could disregard his true essence.
"Cronus!" My feet are brisk to take me to him at a rushed pace eager to hold him to me. Whilst his arms open for me I press my flesh against his taking in his scent that soothes my entirety. Such a warm smell he holds.
"How have you been?" He chuckles at my antics patting the back of my head with gentleness.
"Happy. Very happy." I whisper peering up at him with bright eyes that regard him with fondness. His orbs widen slightly to the truth I uttered.
"You do not know how long I have waited to hear these words from you. My heart is now irrevocably full, Lumina." Cronus murmurs as his content eyes lift to beam at Deimos who has sauntered towards us to come to stand behind me.
"Cronus." Deimos embraces him with affection.
"Brother. And who is this cute pup in your arms?" Cronus leaves my heat to draw Kal from my male's limbs. "I bought him everything I could think of as a present for I heard Phobos and Theia are coming. I wish to win against them and be the best uncle Kal possesses."
"You wish to bribe my male with gifts, Cronus?" Deimos laughs as he peeks back to find Cronus's glamorous presents piled upon each other on the gift table.
Kal smiles wide showing his growing teeth to his uncle, my male has grown to be quite proud of them. "Unquestionably, I adore him so much. He is the first pup in our family, he must be treasured. Are those teeth I see Kal?" Cronus broadens his eyes in fake surprise and bends low to offer him a low reverberating growl of approval to which Kal bounces with glee.
Whilst Deimos and I chortle to their adorable bonding, a sudden silence consumes the noisy chatter of the garden as wildfire. A sizzling aura of unfathomable power oozes out the source to saturate the entirety of the air. One can know who have arrived before eyes meet.
I peer towards the entrance of the garden to find Theia and Phobos proceeding to make their unwavering path towards us. They walk side by side but space put between them is tremendous, it cannot go unnoticeable especially for two mates.
Theia smiles at my wolves fondly in greeting for she knows most of them. Her presence is wholly welcomed by my pack whilst her smile consists of a brightness that sets forth a need to cover my eyes. Sun-kissed blonde hair is neatly combed to be tied up in a messy bun as loose strands frame her forehead. A baby blue floral dress covers her flesh, her legs exposed glistening in the sunlight.
So effortless but so captivating.
Yet as I glimpse at some of the females present, I notice their fiery glares and looks of envy and disgust they spit at her. This was what Deimos had told me of, her beauty her curse. A low vibrating snarl is sent their way my teeth out bared to their eyes in warning. Their orbs widen whilst they immediately bow sinking back into their shells. Theia is one of my females now, she shall be defended and protected.
Phobos possesses a different aura to him, power oozes out from every pore and he carries himself portraying his status above all. His feet bare he resembles a beast more than a male instilling fear in every wolf he trudges past. He need not ask, they make way for him.