The Chosen Goddess' Triplets

Eight

(Lavender's POV)

I pace around the room, occasionally stopping to look out the window and the crack of the door.

Where could she be?

Why is it that Lily can never tell me where she is? How hard is it to mind link someone? She is going to drive me to the brink of insanity one of these days. If you haven’t noticed I am the mediator and worrier out of my family. I don't think I could ever change that about myself.

Worry seeps through my whole body. I'm quiet and I keep to myself. I am the middle guy for all my sister's fights with each other. Ironic knowing, I am the second child. So, no one expects that I also absorb every little thing I hear. I know more than any of them want me to know.

I know something is happening in and around the Kingdom. I feel the panic and I see the fake emotions as everyone tries to hide it. There is a danger brewing and now Lily has been missing all evening and night. Could she be in trouble and need our help? We should be able to sense it I would think.

A week after our second birthday all three of us decided to play hide and seek with Lawrence. We all split up and hid from Lawrence says he was it. When the only one left to be found was Lily, Lawrence asked us all for help. As we were searching for her, suddenly, Lobelia and I felt a sharp pain in our arms that had us screaming out in pain. Mother came running to us panic written all over

her face. She looked over every inch and only sighed out after finding nothing wrong with us. Though I knew it had to be Lily. I pull inside me lead me to find her and what I did she was on the ground with her bone sticking out of her arm. I looked at her in horror. All she did was smirk and tell us she was trying to wind glide from one tree to another so Lawrence couldn't find her. She miss calculated and landed on the ground. When I looked up, I saw that the tree was at least fifty feet tall, and I couldn't believe that is all that happened to her. Father Ace came out from the house and chuckled at what happen, telling Lily to be careful next time as he snapped her bone back into place. Lily didn't even flinch, but the pain still haunts my thoughts.

The morning light shines through the window as I once again peer out, just hoping to catch a glimpse of my sister. The colors from the sunrise are fading away, telling me we are heading further into the morning. Where could she be?

"Are you sure you haven't seen Lily?" I question Lobelia quietly. I hate loud noises; I am more silent than my sisters. I don't really see a point of talking unless it is needed. Maybe it is just I never have anything to say or know what to say. Maybe it is because I like to avoid conflict. I am not sure.

Lobelia rolls her eyes as she looks at me through the make - up vanity's mirror. "You need to just sit down and calm down. Panic doesn't look good on you sis. You are supposed to be the composed one remember? Anyway, Lily can take care of herself. She always does this, and you always worry. Though today you seem more vocal. Just get dressed and I will do your make - up and hair before we have to go to the gathering."

Lobelia has no care in the world, as if she thinks nothing bad ever happens. She doesn't believe all the stories our family has told us. She just thinks the world is made of rainbows and sunshine. I don't respond to Lobelia, not seeing the need to waste my breath. It's not that I don't love everyone, it is just I never really feel the need to communicate. She is right though. Lily does this at least once a week and I always worry, though I never say anything I just patiently wait and monitor the bond between us. The thing is, all those times were before I knew of the threat and if mother and fathers are worried, then how will Lily take care of herself?

I quickly throw on my white skinny jeans, my blue flats and a blue frilly crop top. I sit at the end of my bed, tapping my foot. Maybe I should get Lawrence. Maybe Lily is in trouble and somehow, they blocked me from our bond. Though how would they do that Lavender? Be real. Ugh. I slam my hands on the bed, trying to figure this out is frustrating me more.

"Lavender...." Lobelia whined as she slammed her eyeshadow palate closed, turning towards me. "Stop tapping. It's annoying and it is hurting my head. What can I do to make you feel better? Do we need to go searching for her? Would that make you calm?"

I can feel the frustration seeping off her. She looks at me in annoyance, as if her focus should be on getting herself dolled up and not Lily. She was already so beautiful. With her make up down to perfection, a smokey eye look and a deep red lip stick on her perfect lips. A flowing white lacy sun dress, that makes her sun - kissed skin stick out. Then her favorite blue necklace and earring that look like they have a frost tone to them placed perfectly on her, making her icy blue eyes pop out. I just stare into her eyes, trying to read her thoughts. Then they come to me, 'Why can't she just stop so I can get ready? Does she not realize how much it takes to look this perfect? Maybe if she worried less about us and everyone else, she could focus more on her looks.'

I jump out of her head; I should have realized her thoughts would be ditsy. She has no fear of this world, she thinks everything revolves around her, she never cares about the repercussions of her actions. I have no idea what to do with her.

As I stop tapping, stand up and finally decide I need to go get Lawrence for help. I start walking towards the door, when the door slams open. Hitting me right in the nose.

Ugh just my luck. They always say because I'm so quiet, no one notices me. Lily saunters in, suspicion, confusion and annoyance playing out on her face. She seems lost in her own head, which isn't normal for her. I begin to focus on her, trying to access her thoughts when a splitting ache ruptures through my head.

"Stay out of my head, Lavender." Lily said in a demanding way. I could see her angry blue vein popping out of her forehead.

"Where were you?" Lobelia asked, uninterested in her own question. I can tell she asked for my sake, and I was grateful for that.

"Does it matter?" Lily sneered. I saw Lobelia's shoulders tense and her eyes began to flash. Lily always knows what to say and do to get right under Lobelia's skin. I place my hand onto her shoulder, sending calming waves into her body. I felt her body relax under my hand as Lily scoffed, before slamming the door to the bathroom shut.

I hear the shower turn on and decide it's for the best. One, because showers calm her down and bring her back to her sassy less mean self. Two, because she stunk, and we only have twenty - eight minutes till the gathering. Three, because I now must focus on getting rid of this pain radiating in my head, thanks to Lily, before we go to the gathering.

That's what I get for trying to help.

I sit at the end of my bed, placing my legs crisscrossed, then laying my hands onto my knees. I close my eyes and begin to breath in a pattern.

Clear my mind.

Let my soul relax.

Release all my worries.

I didn't realize how much time passed until Lily spoke, "We have five minutes to get to the gathering. Stop meditating and move it."

I opened my eyes wide, annoyed with Lily's constant demands I see Lobelia's face light up red.

'Calm down.' I linked to Lobelia, and she looked at me in shock. She took a huge breath in and then stomped her way out of the room.

Mother constantly said once Lily found her mate, she would calm down. Once Lobelia found her mate, she would wise up. Once I found my mate, I would start to be more open and vocal. I don't honestly think a mate bond could change someone that much. Your mate is supposed to accept you the way you are. So why would we change at all?

I walk out behind Lobelia, ignoring Lily. I really want to figure out what she is keeping from us, but I can't handle anymore agonizing pain today. Better off to just ask her later, wait till she tells us or wait for her guard to go down.

"You seem more aggravated than normal." Lobelia commented, I know it was directed at Lily, but she purposely didn't say her name or look in her direction. That is a tactic we are all use to using with her. That way if she snaps, we can be like, 'it wasn't meant for you' or 'I was mind linking out loud. Sorry.' I don't honestly think she ever believes us, but it always makes her shut up about it.

"I found out news I will explain to the both of you after the gathering. Though it was weird when I was walking back here, I felt like someone was watching me. Then I almost felt sad or empty when the person's eyes weren't heating up my body with the person's stare." Lily said calmly as she looked distraught over the person watching her, but also upset. Mmmm. Why was she upset? Why did she feel empty when the person stopped looking at her?

As we entered the gathering, Lily's face turned back into her emotionless facade. One day she will hopefully open her soul to someone. Maybe her mate will find a way to wiggle himself in.

I walked away from my sisters, observing everyone present here. There were a lot of older creatures and younglings but not many teenagers. As I continued walking, I picked up a conversation I probably shouldn’t have heard. I stay silent and continue listening as no one notices my presence.

“Where are your granddaughters?” Elder Sawyer questions grandmother Selene. Why does he want to know where we are? “Are they enjoying the ball?”

Ah, right. This was supposed to be a ball. Though when I asked around, they said their balls were like gatherings. When I look around me, they are all dressed as if they were going to be presented to the Queen and I am just dressed as if I am going to a bomb fire. It’s funny that even being dressed like this, I still blend in. No one noticing me.

“Why? I am sure they are enjoying themselves and searching for their mates.” Grandmother Selene says as she eyes him suspiciously. What does she know that I don’t?

“No reason at all.” Elder Sawyer said with a smirk. Why is he smiling like that? What is he up to? “I think I will excuse myself so I may find Lily and ask her to dance.”

What does he want with my sister? Why does he want to dance with her?

“You will do no such thing. I am sure Lawrence spoke to you. I will make myself deadly clear though. Stay away from my granddaughters. They are looking for their mates and will settle for no less. Meaning you will not have Lily in any way.” Grandmother Selene said through clenched teeth as I watched her stomp off towards Grandfather Darius. Her arms flailing around as I am sure she is telling him about the ridiculous encounter she just had with the elder. Why does he want Lily? She could be his daughter with how big of a age difference there is. I mean our kind usually don’t judge by the age if they are our mates but otherwise it makes them look a little fishy if they tried to go after someone who is not their mate.

I walk slowly back towards my sisters; I see Lobelia sigh in sadness. What happen to her? “I didn’t find my mate, did you?” She asked as she looked at me, tears slowly wielding up in her eyes. I give her a slight reassuring smile as I shock my head no.

I haven’t smelt any scent that wants to drive me crazy until I am right in front of them. I haven’t felt a string trying to drag me towards an unknown place. I haven’t felt the shudder of pleasure from the stare or touch of the one I belong with. Lobelia gives me a reassuring smile, as if I am now the sad one. Don’t get me wrong, I want to find my mate, but I also would rather see my sister happy first.

“Did you find your mate?” Lobelia asked Lily, looking directly at her. Oh, great.

Lily scoffs and looks at Lobelia in disbelief, “First off, no I didn’t find my mate. Second off, I am not looking for one anyway. Third, maybe you don’t have a mate.”

Lobelia gasps as she places her hand over her mouth to stop the sob from escaping. Lily chuckles as she saunters off and out of the ballroom where the gathering was taking place. I placed a reassuring hand on Lobelia’s back and guided her back to our room so she could cry this out in peace.

I can’t believe Lily said that she is mean a lot because she thinks it is funny but never like this. She knows how this subject hurts Lobelia. Out of all of us, she has always dreamed of the perfect meeting of her mate, the perfect man being her forever and the perfect little babies they would have together.