Present Past – The Night Of Cleo's Passage into the Present Future.

Deep Fever Nights was surrounded on all sides by the magical Forest of Four Truths. Present Past and Present Future – a gateway to see to the other side. The waiters and waitresses seemed to know, and didn't interfere with any rituals.

After the dessert, Cleo was semi-attacked by Magnus, as instructed, and thrust into the Present Future, passing into a gasping portal, requiring energy in return, the price to be paid for the gift that just walked through the restaurant doors out into the dining area.

My heart is pounding in my chest.

Exactly when Onyx said he may arrive.

I had been hoping so hard, my nails were digging into the table cloth, as the restaurant doors opened to the outside... and out they walked.

All eight of them.

One man, backed by seven Lycans, in a fog of Astral Projection.

"We received the invitation," the leader of the pack... very clearly Sardonix, with my hair and Onyx's eyes, he stands in the middle of all the tables, the centre of attention, "From Onyx," Sardonix nods at him, "We're alive – and in 30 years, you are all alive as well –"

My hand is now on my mouth, while my eyes are filling with tears.

Onyx has disturbed Sardonix's speech by wrenching out his chair to stand, arms going up and out, as he walks into his son and embraces him violently mid-speech. It is the first time they formally meet.

Everyone claps and celebrates, while Sardonix embraces his father in turn, patting him on the back.

Onyx unclasps his son, looks over his pack of impressive Lycans, his children, and his crimson eyes beam with pride.

"Good," only one choked up word can come out of Onyx's tight throat, as he is ravaged with his heart's emotion.

Sardonix gazes past Onyx to me, and I immediately stand also, stumbling forward with my hands out for him.

When I reach my son, I clasp his hands, and I feel how hot his skin is, how hot his blood runs – healthy and strong.

I look my son over and before I can cry, Sardonix pulls me into a hug also, and holds my head to his chest.

"Thank you," Sardonix growls in my ear, "For trusting me when I said to leave us in Hell..." I nod, and he adds, "Now you know we all survive."

"Demons rarely die, my son," Onyx chuckles with laughter, "But we needed to know you survived and were not... well... damaged."

"Phantasy... he was tough as a father-figure, but not cruel," Sardonix admits, "He rather likes us, actually. Even so, I know you are my true father. Did you pay the price for our projection?"

"...yes..." Onyx answers, while I refuse to let go of my son, still holding him tight, because I know it'll be a long time before we meet again, before he's let out of Hell to mingle with us Above, "The woman we passed over into your Present Future, she's a gift to you, from the fae kind – her name is Cleo. Do with her as you wish... she's yours now."

Sardonix keeps a straight face, and doesn't really acknowledge that, instead, he puts his hand to my cheek and wipes away a tear, before gently pushing me back, as he warns me, "The time is brief."

"Be a good man," I tell him.

Sardonix seems confused by this, but nods, and Onyx asks for good measure, "Your names?"

"Clypto, Gamma, Astral, Pluto, Comet, Tron, Star," Sardonix points to each Lycan, who look over us – Onyx and I, their parents – with wide and sad eyes that we cannot linger together any longer.

I reach for the Lycan closest to me, Clypto, and I hug him quickly, jumping to each of my sons in their demon skin, giving them all a quick and brief hug, "Be good," I tell all of them.

Eventually, as they start to fade slowly, I run back to Onyx and I stand in front of him, while he wraps an arm around my shoulders, holding me tight as we watch our pack disappear back to their time.

I hold Sardonix's eye with all the love a mother can feel, and I know he knows he is loved.

However, when he has vanished away, I turn around and bury my head into Onyx's chest, sobbing with their absence. It's like a hole in my heart.

I wanted to raise them on Earth – to be normal and good and sweet. To learn manners. To learn how to be naturally human.

However, I...

Onyx's arm tightens considerably around me, and he's stopped breathing.

I notice his change immediately, and when I also stop breathing, I look up, to see him looking at something strange in Deep Fever Nights.

I look over my shoulder, and I see the hungry void, has opened once again – requiring payment.

"We did not cast a second invitation, what is this?" Onyx snarls at the restaurant manager, "Who ordered a second spell?"

"We have no record," the manager calls out from his post by the doors, "We... uh – we have no idea what's going on. My apology."

Everyone focuses on the doors to Deep Fever Nights... from within, to outside.

When they slam open – through them stumbles a naked, pink faced fairy, holding her slightly bulging stomach.

Her eyes and ears and nose are more pointed. She has wings.

It's Cleo – looking utterly exhausted, and she seems to be very sad, too.

Walking forward a few steps, she seems starving and weak – because she falls onto one knee, and then faints, collapsing onto her side into the manicured grass.

Onyx's nostrils flare wide, and he states, "...she's pregnant..."

Worried, I pull off of Onyx and as I do, there is another presence in the outdoor space.

Dark magic seeps between all the tables, covering everything – with the fairy lights sparking and breaking with a surge of magic, taking us all into complete darkness, aside from the moon and aside from the hungry void requiring a payment for Cleo's passage back to us.

There is another demon among us.

I see him – towering, a giant, dressed in golden jewellery, painted with gold over black skin, pointed ears and red, hellish eyes.

Anubis is walking among us outside his domain, appearing from who the hell knows where. He paces through the tables and comes to a stop... by Sloan and Carmen's date.

There is no time to react.

Anubis takes Carmen by the arm and drags her out of her chair.

She screams but he moves with Lycan speed, taking her to the portal – where he throws her through.

Sloan has stood and is hissing with his fangs on display, but there is nothing he can do, Anubis was too quick at choosing a sacrifice.

Anubis ignores Sloan completely, while I watch the void disappear with the price paid.

Instead, Anubis focuses on Onyx in his human form, looking down on him, and telling the King of Lycans, "Next time you wish to sacrifice my Favoured Whore for a spell – I suggest you remember her Keeper, brother... Cleo was born for this time and will remain in this time... she is pregnant – protect her in the land of the Living. Her pups are not usual... there is three only... they are Sentinels. They will not threaten you. Raise them here on Earth. I can offer her and them nothing in my realm."

"You fucked my Queen," Onyx doesn't care about Anubis, he's focused on the most important part, "Your whole pack disrespected our arrangement to stay away from each other's whores."

"Lycan Queens fuck Lycans of any kind," Anubis bares his fangs over Onyx's human form, "If you want her to remain yours alone, I suggest you keep a tighter leash on your Favoured One."

Onyx says nothing, and keeps his expression neutral, as Anubis turns around and takes note of each pack member in Deep Fever Nights, noting they are all obedient.

"...where the hell has Carmen been sent...?" I ask Anubis, "Where? What time? What realm?" Anubis glances at me briefly – and vanishes. The dark magic is sucked out with him, "No!" I yell out.

However, Onyx snarls at me with the answer, "Look. Cleo came back pregnant, from sometime 30 years into the future, so that is where Carmen is right now. The equal price was paid."

"At least 30 years away?" I whisper, "Are you fucking serious? Get her back, Onyx, work out something – she's my best friend!"

"I can do nothing," Onyx warns me, "She is not blood."

I smack my hand into his chest as I push past him and storm away.

Cleo is attended to by Magnus and a couple of other pack members, everyone fusses, while I leave the restaurant barriers into the forest.

The lump in my throat is one of loss.

Carmen and I did everything together.

We were crazy together.

We were whores together.

We were friends together.

Now she was just gone... what if I never saw her again?

And that bitch was back – Cleo was always causing so much fucking trouble.

One damn fairy.

I disappear into the shadows of the forest, needing some air. I won't go too far. The wind rustles the leaves and I choose a small clearing to stand by a branch and glare up at the moon.

As I wait, I can hear very heavy paw prints – making their way toward me.

With my arms crossed, I turn to see Onyx step out of the trees into the moonlight, his Lycan form sparkles a dark silver, and his crimson eyes gaze over me with all kinds of emotions.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Onyx asks, his incredibly sharp teeth still bared, "I am sorry the annoying cunt is gone," Onyx couldn't sound anymore disingenuous, although he does want to speak some kind of condolence toward me. That's his priestly side coming out. His polite side.

"Thank you," I accept it, and then we just look at each other. Me in my short skimpy black dress and his Lycan cock very obviously between us, I look it over dismissively, and snap at him, "I don't really think it's appropriate to fuck, after Carmen just –" Onyx comes forward, and grabs the top of my head with his large hand, his claws dangling over my eyes. In response, he turns me around and pushes me into the tree trunk, and then presses his cock up against my ass and my panties, not bothering to take them off, "Onyx, I just said – it's not appropriate to – you know – after Carmen was stolen from us –!"

"This is what I know about that bitch, with all my black heart," Onyx drools over my shoulder, as he gives me his take, "That cunt wants you to get fucked until you cry, she'd be cheering for it, so stop complaining," Onyx snarls the honest answer in my ear, quite reasonable and accurate, as his dick pushes forward and then violently tears my panties in half – slicing a passage through as he fucks me into the tree, taking my pussy. Fuck. I hold the trunk for support, and Onyx grabs the back of my head as he fucks me casually from behind, always confidently just taking me whenever he wants some pussy, "Can you think straight, Silvia? If you can – I'm not fucking you right," Onyx slams his cock into me, soo much deeper, that his knot forces me wide open, and then he locks inside my aching pussy, just as it climaxed, "...is that better? You're a sad bitch who needs a hard fuck to remember her duty."

Onyx kills me with his cock – he's good at that.

My cheek is hard against the tree. I'm panting hard to steady my breaths, as my body cannot ignore the demon high up in my womb – flooding me with demon seen, locking it all in so it can't come out.

"...b-better," I hiss the words, breathless, my whole body rippling with the recognition of my mate, squeezing him just as hard as he's thrusting in and out of my body.

When Onyx releases his cock from my pussy, and I'm free of his ruthless hold – I turn around and lean back on the tree with wobbling legs, as his wet cum covered cock hovers next to my face, the tip just in front of my lips.

"Clean up, slut," Onyx hates it when I make him wait. He wasn't very patient.

I lick my lips, and open my mouth to clean the head of his dick, while he puts a paw back over my head and pushes me down so I have to take more of him into my throat. When I choke on it, he lets me go and I pull back, my saliva now running down his shaft to his balls.

I drop to my knees obediently without being asked. Onyx steps in so I can't escape, then I work my tongue around his heavy Lycan balls, and the other dirty half of his shaft.

When he's damn spotless, Onyx steps back and strokes his cock in front of my face, and unloads again right onto my cheeks and eyes and nose. All over my face.

"Silvia," Onyx says my name like it's his favourite wine, and his growl is equivalent to a happy purr, "Be nice to Cleo."

He has to say it while there's cum all over my face.

"Yes, I will," I whisper, annoyed still.

"Because I will fuck her," Onyx pokes my cheek with his cock, playfully, "But I won't forget you."

"...fucking fairy..." I grit my teeth, jealous.

"Fucking whore," Onyx snaps back, "Shut up and get up – move," I get to my feet, and he pushes me along, back toward the restaurant, "Let them all see – you're a proud slut-pup. You're wearing your crown."

Well, even in his crazy Lycan way – he sure was 'romantic'.

Well... he tried.

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