Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“Does this mean that all future Fae will only be half Fae?” Someone else asked.
I could tell that this was getting to Aunt Glory. She wasn’t saddened by it; quite the opposite, she was getting angry. I wanted to stop a larger scene from happening, I needed this to stop escalating, quickly.
“I don’t see a problem with it.” I stood up and spoke before Aunt Glory got mad. “I myself am a tribrid. I am a Wolf, a Witch, and a Fae all in one. And I personally have been blessed by the Goddess Nehalennia, the God Thoth, and the Goddess Danu.”
With that there was a lot of chatter. No one seemed to be believing me.
“No.”
“Impossible.”
“Mother Danu would never do that.”
“Lies.”
I wasn’t going to let them get to me though. No matter what they said.
“You can see it for yourselves.” I told them as I pointed out the three marks that were in full view on my chest. “These marks here were the ones given to me by Danu. I was invited to see her in the celestial plane. I spoke to her and saw her. She was beautiful and wise, and she didn’t at all think that having a mixed heritage was bad.”
“Did mother Danu truly feel that way?”
“She was that accepting?”
“I guess she would have to be, since mating with a wolf or other shifter has resulted in my children.”
“Mother won’t abandon us?”
“I am still skeptical.”
“This is not what I expected.”
There was a mixture of a lot of different words and voices that were thrown at me. I barely caught them all, but I heard some of it, and they were both positive and negative. However, no one was actively trying to protest to the Queen anymore.
That left them all in a state of shock. And, thankfully, we were able to get the banquet back on track. I am also happy to say that there were no other incidents that happened that night. Thank the Goddess that nothing happened there at all.
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Riviana
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Thankfully, the banquet went well. It set a nice precedent for the rest of the festival. Or at least I had hoped that it would. I guess time would tell.
The first few days of the festival, the light celebrations, seemed to be going really well. The festivities were all held during the day since the night time shows from the year before had been cancelled.. This was to keep more Fae safe as they enjoyed the celebrations.
I did notice that there was a distinct lack of excitement from the attendees compared to last year. There was still quite a lot of joy and glee to be seen, but I also noticed that everyone seemed to be wary of everyone around them.
I literally think that the only ones that weren’t being suspected of something were Aunt Glory, Athair m貌r, and me and my group. Since we ‘outsiders’ weren’t here when the trouble started, we were not being suspected. Not to mention that I had gained the awestruck reverence of most of the Fae because of my blessing from Danu.
Apparently, I was the first ever living soul to receive a direct blessing from Danu herself. She had ‘sent’ a blessing that appeared on people like the Goddess marks that I give people, but no one aside from Aunt Glory, Athair m貌r, and my deceased Uncle Sorrel had ever even met with Danu in person until Joaquin and I were summoned before her.
Oh, and do not even get me started on how things were for Joaquin right now. They all knew that he was my King and, therefore, the person to go to so that they could get to me.? He had been getting bombarded with new requests to join what had become known as our military academy.
The knights that had come with us were very efficiently trained by Paul and Cedar that they were already starting to rival the guards and knights that the Fae had. And these were soldiers that had been in service to the crown for centuries.
The night before the banquet and ball that was to be held for the light celebration, Aunt Glory was giving another show like she had done last year. I could see the lights moving all around the amphitheater in a beautiful display.
“Look Mama, look.” Reagan shook my arm where we sat in the private view booth. “Look at the lights.”
“Mommy, look. Aunty Glory! Look.” Rika joined in with Reagan’s excitement.
“Yes, that is indeed Aunty Glory.” I smiled and took their hands in mine.
“Are the lights pretty?” Joaquin grinned at them as he knelt next to us.
“So pretty.” Reagan nodded.
“I want to make lights.” Rika squealed. “Mommy, will you teach me?”
“Maybe when you’re older.” I nodded at her.
“Me too, me too, me too.” Reagan beamed and lit up like one of Aunt Glory’s lights.
“Yes, you too bubby.” I smiled at him and called him the affectionate nickname that I used for him once in a while.
