The Unicorn And Her Mysterious Mate

Blood

Skye POV

I despised the feeling of being apart from Chaos. It left me with an empty void, as if a part of me was missing. Nyx was right, we had been separated. However, at least when Chaos distanced himself from me, he remained with my family. He didn't run off on his own, which was proof that he still had control. The only downside was that he was the one grounding me. Even with the cuffs on, I felt an intense pull from the next key. It worried me that I might not be able to keep my promise to him. I feared I would end up going alone or with my parents and Colson, further separating us.

"We are strong. Being together makes us even stronger. But we are strong, Skye," Nyx reassured me in my mind as my mother entered the room.

"Come on out and sit with us. I hate knowing you're all alone in here," she said to me.

"I feel awkward with these cuffs," I replied, holding up my hands.

"I understand, but being around others might make you feel better," she admitted.

I got up and walked with her. "I'm worried about everyone outside of the kingdom. I know they can handle themselves, but I have a feeling they separated us all to weaken us," I confided in my mom, and she nodded in agreement.

"I know, and I'm certain that's the very reason. If they know anything about you or Chaos, they'll try to use it against you. That's what the enemy always does. You two must always remember not to fall for their tricks or let anything they do bring you down," my mother explained as I took a seat.

"So Turbo is stuck with the original fur ball. That should be interesting, maybe even a good thing," Colson muttered.

My grandfather Zane, and my father, have both grappled with controlling their wolves. Now that Chaos knows about his dark side, it fuels his anger, making it harder for him to stay calm and in control as well. "I think Zane will be able to help him," I admitted.

"Maybe it's for the best that they have some time alone," I added.

"Besides, they have Kali and Sage, and Aria to protect them," my mother reassured me, her voice laced with confidence. I chuckled softly. "The true strength" I remarked. However, despite his fiery temperament, Chaos, in comparison to the rest of my family, seems surprisingly composed. He navigates his anger with wisdom, making sensible choices that keep his lycan side in check.

His struggle lies in expressing his emotions, as he keeps them tightly bottled inside. But considering the years of confinement he endured, it's understandable. He has only tasted freedom for a short time.

“Your family seems to always find themselves in dangerous situations. It's as if danger is drawn to you all like a powerful magnet. I can't help but wonder what kind of challenges we'll have to face when your brothers come of age, or even when your nieces reach adulthood. It feels like we've already experienced it all…. Will it be encounters with aliens or sightings of Bigfoot... Colson started rambling off, but I detected a hint of exhaustion in his voice. It was clear that he hadn't been feeding, which was unusual for him. Normally, he would go out and take what he needed.

Concerned, I got up and walked over to him, taking a seat beside him. "I'm the favorite among the kids," Colson smirked. "Feed, stop starving yourself. We all need to be at full energy," I demanded. Colson sighed, and then I noticed him making eye contact with my parents.

"Skye is an adult. If she wants to offer her blood to you, that's her choice. You've been slowing down," my father said to him.

My mother held out her wrist to my father. "You should feed as well," she suggested, causing Colson to smirk.

"You know the wrist is not my style," my father said, pulling her into his lap.

"Caleb," my mother yelped as he pushed her shirt down and bit into her breast. I couldn't help but laugh. My dad used to hide most of that behavior when we were younger, but as we grew older, he became more himself with my mother. I didn't mind it; they loved each other like crazy.

"Are you sure you want me to feed from you?" Colson asked.

"Yes," I admitted.

"I don't want to overwhelm you, kid," Colson said, causing me to smile.

"You may be a big pain in the ass, but you're a caring one. I promise I'll be okay. I can handle it. Plus, your bite will make me feel good, and I could use that right now."

"Okay, kid," he said, brushing my hair to the side before biting into my neck. My whole body reacted as a pleasurable sensation engulfed me. A vampire bite was almost like a drug, sending waves of pure bliss through my entire being for a while.

"Skye, what's going on? Is someone touching you?" Chaos's voice filled my mind. I should have linked him before letting Colson bite me. Now, it was too difficult to establish a connection.

As I tried to concentrate on formulating a response, a surge of pleasure crashed over me, causing me to lose my focus. Colson pulled away, his voice filled with excitement, "Unicorn blood might just be my new favorite. You see rainbows…I've never experienced a blood high like this." He leaned back against the couch, and I couldn't help but laugh, feeling the relaxation wash over me.

Suddenly, Chaos's booming voice echoed in my head again, "SKYE."

I apologized, struggling to establish a mental connection, "Sorry, it's difficult to link. Colson needed blood, but everything's fine. I let him bite me." I didn't fully consider how that might sound.

"He bit you?" Chaos asked, concern evident in his voice over the link.

"Yes, I gave him permission to feed on me," I replied. "I'm okay."

"I understand. Are you alright?" Chaos inquired through our link.

"Yes, actually. His bite helped me relax," I responded, the lingering effects of the blood high still buzzing in my head.

"Although, hearing that another man calmed you is not something I want to hear. I am happy you are OK. We're all safe for now, and I'll return to you as soon as possible." Chaos said.

As I focused on a memory of our last intimate moment, sharing it with Chaos through our link, reality began to flood back, and I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of embarrassment for what I had just done.

“I miss you,” his voice echoed in my mind, its warmth caressing my thoughts.

“I should not have shared that,” I admitted, my words heavy with vulnerability.

"Why not? I liked it," he confessed. "I like every little thing about you, and now you've given me a reminder of what I want to do with you the moment you are in my arms again." Chaos's words reverberated through our link, causing a smile to bloom on my face.

"So I get to be in your arms?" I responded, a hint of anticipation lacing my words.

His answer held a mixture of longing and hesitation. "Yes, part of me still worries that by touching you, I may cause harm. But I also know that by not being close to you, it hurts you as well," he confessed.

"Your arms are my safety," I reassured him through our link. But then, I refocused my attention on my parents, their concerned faces before me.

"So, you feel the next key?" my father inquired, his voice gentle but filled with curiosity.

I nodded. "Yes, the key is calling me. I know It puts me in danger, but it also helps me feel whole again. I look forward to finally having control," I confessed.

"This one feels different. I don't know if it's because I am not with Chaos right now or something else, but the pull to go to it is painful," I admitted, my voice tinged with uncertainty. My father's concern was evident in his voice as he spoke, offering his support.

"If it starts to hurt you to the point where you can't handle it, we will go with you, Skye. I know you want to wait for Chaos, but he will understand if you need to go so that you are not in pain," my father assured me.

"I don't think I can bring you. I have the same overwhelming feeling from it that I get when I am not in control. I think the only reason I was able to bring everyone the last time was because I was with Chaos," I confessed.

"I have a strange feeling that I may have to handle this one alone. But at the same time, I also know that I can handle it if I need to. When I came here, I may not have known about the keys or all the danger I was going to face, but I was prepared to go on this journey alone. I am so thankful for all the help I have right now, but you also know that I spent years training and learning how to fight for myself and protect myself," I reassured my parents, my voice filled with gratitude.

"I agree. You are well-prepared, although we wish for you not to have to handle any of this alone," my mother admitted, her eyes reflecting a mixture of pride and concern.

I looked at my parents, feeling their unwavering support. "I'm never alone. No matter what, all of you are still fighting alongside me, even when we're apart," I said, gazing at Colson who was sprawled on the couch, he looked completely passed out.

My father chuckled, his eyes fixed on Colson. "Well, this is a first. Silence in a room with Colson in it. Looks like your blood may be the cure to shutting him up," he remarked.

Colson mumbled. "I can hear you, but her blood is something special. Maybe it has her abilities. I feel very calm and relaxed, like a vampire in full meditation mode right now," he said, prompting laughter from all of us.

Feeling rejuvenated, I stood up again. "I'm going to go get some rest, but I do feel much better now," I said, making my way back to my room. Exhaustion weighed heavily on me, likely due to the key. Despite being safe in this Kingdom, I couldn't shake the slight unease. We were surrounded by the enemy, and I worried about everyone who wasn't here, including my mate. I wished more than anything that I could teleport them back to me right now. I also wondered about Jade and how he was doing.

Closing my eyes, I tried to relax against my pillow. The sound of waves crashing against a shore filled my mind, soothing yet peculiar. It felt like I was in a state between sleep and wakefulness. Then, I heard my mother's lullaby intertwining with the waves. The pain in my body vanished, and the pull of the key subsided. But suddenly, a wet and chilling sensation enveloped me, and Nyx's voice echoed in my head, urging me to wake up. As I opened my eyes, I realized I was no longer in my room. Despite the cuffs still on my wrists, I had managed to teleport. I found myself lying on a sandy beach, with the water gently caressing me. Where was I?