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Elric politely moved his plate away when the woman was about to place another spoonful of soup onto his plate. “I don’t believe I will gain weight in a single meal mother, you don’t have to stuff me up like a thanks giving turkey.”

Layla walked back to her chair and slid the plate of bread to her son. “Have some bread then,” she instead. She then turned to her husband and grabbed the pate of meat from him. “And some meat too..”

“Mother,” Elric chuckled, “thank you but I’m quiet fine with the soup.”

Edron who had a brooding look on his face, pulled back the plate of meat and served himself. He anticipated this, and luckily he was ready for it. Until his beautiful Luna became accustomed to having their son around, she would be smothering him with affection and leaving non for him.

Layla sat across from Elric and watched him as he ate, she really couldn’t believe that her son was home, sitting just a few feet away from her. He had grown to be such a handsome man, much like his father, whoever his mate was, she was one lucky woman indeed. Oh gods they would give her such beautiful grandchildren, little ones that she would love and cherish oh so much.

The Luna wondered what her son’s mate looked like, was she poised and elegant? Or was she more of a free spirit with flowing beauty? The suspense was killing her, she had to know.

“Your mate,” Layla blurted out. “I know you said we could talk about her later, but I can’t help it, I just want to know what she looks like is all.”

Elric looked to his father who in turn averted his gaze, clearly a sign that he would not help him out of this one, he was on his own.

.....

“Is she beautiful?” Layla asked dreamily. “Oh gods Elric at least tell me that much.”

Elric put a spoonful of food in his mouth and chewed slowly as his mind drifted away to all the encounters he had had with Eira. Was she beautiful? Beautiful truly could not begin to explain how pleasing to the eyes Eira was, she was absolutely enchanting.

Layla’s smile widened when she saw the faint tint of pink on her son’s cheeks. “She is beautiful!” She squealed excitedly. “Only a truly gorgeous woman can have a lycan blushing the way that you are. Tell me, what is she like? What is the color of her eyes?”

Elric swallowed and put a hand over his mouth in an attempt to hide his blush. “Well.. she’s...”. Gods, Eira was incredibly stubborn and hard headed, she never backed down from a fight and she always stood her ground for what she believed in. Yet at the same time, she was kind and gentle, always thinking of those around her before herself.

“She’s great mother,” Elric responded while trying hard to avoid his father’s intense stare. “She had a gentle heart and a good head on her shoulders.”

“She sounds lovely,” Layla cooed. “Tell me more, what is the color of her eyes? How is her hair?”

Elric knew that the line of questioning would become more and more personal, it was just a matter of time till his mother figured out who he was talking about.

“Her eyes... well.. she has purple eyes from what I can remember,” the lycan prince mumbled.

Layla gasped slightly, “purple? Oh that’s quite rare, it’s no wonder you are so enchanted by her. Looking into her eyes must be like falling into a pool of rare gems.”

Elric could only smile nervously, “I suppose so...”

“And what about her hair?” Layla pried further. “Does she keep it long? Or does she keep it shorter? And what color is it?”

Elric gulped, this was a peice of information that may reveal it all, and he was not sure how his mother would react to the truth.

“I barely pay any mind,” Elric lied, “I can’t really recall what color her hair is...”

“Oh don’t be ridiculous of course you do,” Layla responded. “When the bond of a mate is made, your mate’s feature are imprinted in your mind. If you close your eyes right now you can see her clearly, every single detail.”

“Of course..” Elric mumbled. “Her hair, of course how could I forget. She has umm.. she has long curly hair.”

“Another rare feature,” Layla pointed out. “She sounds more and more enchanting. What color is her hair? Is she blonde? Or is she a gorgeous brunette? Or maybe she is a raven head like your dear mother?”

Elric gulped a second time. He looked to his father who was absolutely not willing to take part in the conversation whatsoever and sighed. “She is a red head, she had long curly ginger locs.”

“Oh..” Layla was thoughtful for a minute and then furrowed her eyebrows suspiciously. “Red hair?” She repeated, more to herself than to her son. “What is she?”

Elric looked up at his mother. “What do you mean?”

“Elric what race is she? Is she a lycan? A human? What is she?”

The lycan prince’s appetite had long disappeared. This is why he had tried to avoid this conversation. He really did not need a reminder of how his mate was someone no one would want him to be with. His situation was bad enough as is.

“Elric,” Layla called to her son. “I will not ask you a second time.”

“She is part elf and part nosferatu,” the lycan responded.

Layla leaned back wide eyed. She turned to her husband who averted her gaze and continued eating his food.

“Mother I know this is not what you expected but-”

The woman stood up without saying a word and walked out of the dining room. Elric cupped his head in his hands and sighed heavily, if he had just been a little more patient, if he had not been so stubborn and heeded the signs, all this would have not been happening, but instead, he had made stupid decisions in his passed because of greed, and now they were coming back to haunt him. If only he could turn back the hands of time, or be given another chance to make things right, he would do it in a heartbeat.

*

When Jacob came to, he found himself staring up at his ceiling. What in the world had happened? One minute he was trying to spend time with Eira, and the next minute everything went dark.

The dark haired elf pushed himself up to a sitting position and rubbed the back of his head. It was incredibly sore and a little swollen, had someone knocked him unconscious?

“I hope you are proud of yourself...”

Jacob blinked to focus his sight on who was speaking and saw Janis sitting on a chair at the foot of his bed.

“Janis,” he groaned. “What in the world happened?”

“You idiot,” Janis responded angrily. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?!”

Jacob winced at the rising tone of his sister’s voice. “Could you not yell please? My head is killing me..”

“Well that headache of yours better get in line because I called dibs first!” Jansi stood up and walked closer to the man. “You realize you’ve been banned from the royal palace and you cannot be within a ten mile radius of Eira for the next twenty days?!”

The mention of Eira made Jacob look up. “What do you mean I can’t be anywhere near Eira?! Who gave these orders?!”

“Her father Jacob! The king!” Janis yelled. “You assaulted a royal guard and put her in harms way? Are you crazy?! You’re actually lucky they didn’t lock you up, if it wasn’t for father you would be in the dungeons!”

Jacob moved from his bed and slowly stood up. “I need to speak to Eira, this is all a big misunderstanding.”

“Forget it,” Janis responded and headed to the door. “Stay away from Eira Jacob, you’ll only make things worse. What are you trying to do? Create a rift between our families? Zhelimir barely spoke a word to me today when I went to the training grounds.”

“That’s all you care about Janis, men!” Jacob responded “I am banned from seeing Eira, my future wife, and you’re here worrying about how this will affect your chance to fuck her cousins!”

“I will not engage in this stupid conversation and let you insult me,” Janis responded as he left the room. “I’m leaving, and since your are clearly feeling better, father would like to have a word with you.”

The elven woman banged the door shut leaving Jacob rubbing his sore head. What the hell was going on? This is not how he wanted things to go, he had to fix things with Eira as soon as possible before he lost his chance to be with her.