HELLO MOTHER

Hey lovelies so this is a continuation from 'Disaster' or it can be a combination of both 'Disaster' and 'Curse and memories'. Anyhow I hope you guys are understanding where the story is headed if there are any question please don't hesitate to ask me.

Yours truly,

Machely123

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It was white too white just when it was red at first. It was alluring too enchanting, the pull and the feelings, everything.

A body laid on a mush grass where time was still and all was beautiful. Slowly she rose staring around before on her body at her change of attire.

She had on a white strapless gown that moved as she moved, she was bare foot that very much she knew cause she could feel the soft lust grass under her feet.

A ray of white light shines in front of her, she had to squit her eyes before she could see, the light dimmed away to view the very person she had been searching for.

"Mom?"

A beautiful motherly smile grace Ivory's proclaim skin, her golden hair was left in waves, she was also dressed in a white gown but with silk she had wrapped around her neck and shoulder, moretheless she was as beautiful as she could ever be.

"Hello baby girl"

Her legs threw her into her mother's embrace greedily taking the warmth that only she could give.

"How? How is this even possible?"

"Anything is possible my dear you just had to believe in that blood in your veins"

"But the war gosh its so real and so red and.... And"

Ivory smiled fondly, tucking a brown stray hair behind her ear.

"Forget about that for now, Now tell me what do you know about the Alpha King my dear"

Her brows rose to her hair line stuck with confusion at what she would ask that now when she was supposed to be reborn.

"Seriously mom I know that already its what Micage, Devaro and I are fighting for"

Her mother surprised her by rolling her eyes, it was something she would normally do especially when it was her identical amber eyes rolling back at her.

"Well dear imagine I'm an amateur or rather a human like Molly who doesn't know anything"

"Molly? Mom what is Molly? Stranger thing has been happening, I think Selene made a mistake with her prophecy or whatever?"

Her face was excited in frustration. Another trait of Melissa.

"Lady Selene knows what she's doing dear so tell me what or who is an Alpha King?"

"Dad was an Alpha King, ruler over all wolves and lycans"

Ivory let out a tired sigh before smiling warmly at her, she took a deep breath before she began.

"An Alpha king means power, it means corruption, it means greed, it means balance"

"What do you mean Mom? I don't understand what you are getting at"

"I met your father in an uncompromising situation"

Melissa's eyes couldn't get anymore wider.

"What? Wait! now? You really want to go deeps into that now?

Her mother couldn't help but laugh lightly at her daughter's over dramatic attics.

"It all started a long time ago dear, don't you want to know why Alovia became who she is or what happened after Selene and the Hectate jailed Hades"

"Well I guess if that is relevant"

Melissa shrugs while her mother shooked her head lightly at her, her golden lock swaying with her movements.

"We are somewhat direct descendants of her, after the first red moon Selena had a child whom she named Isha, her daughter saw what was left of the war and began to recreate before making the battle ground her home because Selene crafts her from the left over of the dead but the Hectate's disciples also came to such land and reproduced there".

"That's spooky and let me guess Selena went back to who knows what or where to watch over us while her child and the disciples of the Hectate did all the work real fantastic of her"

She huffed before rolling her eyes upwards.

Ivory could only nod in amusement before continuing.

"When Alovia and I were just teen we used to talk about marrying the strongest husband to continue our linage and for odd reasons Alovia would never stop talking about marrying the Lycan king"

"Wait what? She was in love with dad? Does that mean they were mates?"

Ivory gave her a look of annoyance before moving her hands to create a fog that appeared below them twilight round and round in thunderous form looking more and more like a mirror.

"It was during the time when the Lycans came with a peace treaty to help stop the war between werewolves and magicals. The treaty was good, an alliance between each species, we would each take part of the continent and mind our business. Alejandro was invited to Davister to sign the treaty with my parents when we met, you could say he felt the mate pull and demanded he took me. I was quite shock that a powerful being such as himself would want a weak magicless being such as myself and well besides that my parents refused and he became quite angry and my sister distance herself from me"

The fog roared before revealing images of a young lady with long red hair and emerald green eyes who stared murderously at another young woman with golden long hair and amber eyes, they each had pale skin and was dressed in crop tops and long flowery skirts.

'How could you Ivy? And you knew I liked him first, you slut! How could you seduce him like that'

'Me? But Iva I did nothing the Lycan king saw both of us but claimed me, he says I'm his mate. Oh! Iva you know how hard it is for Lycans to find their mate and maybe this will help strengthen our people and'

Slap

'You shameless slut!, you heartless being how could you do this to me your own sister'

'Ali- Alovia?'

'The Lycan king is mine you hear that Ivory mine'

The image blurred out with the green eyes still boring at her older sister.

"My sister and I didn't talk later after that and the king's anger caused werewolves to attack us. You see it was disrespectful for a mate to reject the other and the treaty wasn't signed between us so we were quite opened for attacks. My parents were already opened to accept my mating with Alejandro then we later found out that they were murdered during an attack".

Another image of a golden haired maiden with teary amber eyes, squatted down on two bloody bodies that were shredded beyond recognition, cries of sorrow and anguish rang in the background.

'Nooooo mama.... Papa nooooo'

The image blurred out.

"I loved my parents dearly and loosing them felt like I was left alone in that world were my own sister despised me and my people were dieing so I decided to leave".

The image contrasted before viewing the golden haired maiden who was staring helplessly at a dark skin haired man with steel grey eyes, he was dressed in a flowery robe and had a determined look in his eyes one that was all well familiar to Melissa.

'Princess!!! Princess Ivory!!"

'Davis please don't follow me, my parents are gone and Alovia needs someone to help her rule and I can only think of no one but you'

'Where you go I go, my loyalty lies in you princess Ivory'

'Davis....?'

'I made a promise to your parents princess, that I would always protect you I don't plan on disrespecting that promise, princess'

'Oh Davis'

I left Isha with my trusted guard and friend leaving everything my sister ever wanted for her. I never planned on going straight to the Lycan king, I was a painter of flowers, a florist artist if you could say and had heard about this rare plant east -west and mostly made it my mission to get a look at it, that was well before we were captured by men sent by the king.

Alejandro and I never did get off on the right start, he was a true ruler with an iron fist but a thousand years old Lycan with a different mind set. Power always comes with a price and Andro had done a lot of bad deeds. He forced the mate mark on me and showed me his true colors. I took it all mostly because I wanted my people to live in peace.

An image of the dark haired man with chocolate skin dressed in tight amour, he stood by the entrance of what was a room that was destroyed with claw marks his eyes were mostly on the golden haired maiden who wrapped herself in a ball in the middle of the room, her hair was disarranged, her gown tattered and her neck bleeding, the tears flowed freely down her face and silent sob racks her petite body.

'My queen please you must flee from here I hate seeing you like this'

He begged, his eyes was getting glossy the more he stared at her. She rocks herself more, releasing those sobs in between her words that sounded like a recited mantra she was using to convince herself.

'Oh! Davis if I do that then what will happen to all these people, our people and the wolves, what about the humans?'

'But Princess..... Queen Ivory'

That's right I am Queen Ivory, a queen and I have to do what I have to do'

It took quite sometimes before our love grew underneath all the challenges and madness our love grew and the relationship became manageable well whenever my presence was needed.

Who would have wanted their younger sister to be placed in a life like that where power grew hungrily and dangerously. I still kept in touch, my sister wasn't doing too well, she was still too young and didn't know a lot about ruling. Mother and father always had me around because they believed I would rule Isha for them so it was part reason why I was drawn to help but Alovia refused it, so I had no choice mostly because Davis was always there to convince me, I had no choice but to leave her to go fight my own battles.

A picture viewed Ivory and Alovia dressed differently in ceremonial gown and different crowns placed on their heads, they stood back to back staring ahead with eyes that held too much.

"Our Love was tested once more when I couldn't conceive, Andro did assure me that it didn't matter but I could see the man from his past coming back. Power was an easy thing to get but difficult to get rid of.

When I found out that my sister was pregnant with my mate's child, I became depressed, doubtful and distance, Andro would always lay whining out at my door".

An image of a big black wolf was viewed scraping at a dark red door with a golden handle. The door brought back a memory to Mel, she had once seen that door but never entered because of the goosebumps that would appear.

'The day Devaro Allen King was born was the day I lost all my negative feelings, I suddenly felt like a mother to my nephew"

Another image of a woman, a man and a child in a nursing room.

'Aww doesn't he just look adorable, Alejandro?'

A shadow moves from behind her sky blue eyes stares down at the child with displeasure. The child was light skin with chocolate brown hair with red tips that were tucked into a little blue cap, deep blue eyes with green speck was gazing up at Ivory with wonder before closing his eyes and smiling peacefully.

"He doesn't have your eyes, Ivy nor the color of your hair"

"But he has your hair and a little bit of your eyes"

The man frowned, his huge form shifted more with his displeasure.

"He looks hideous"

"Alejandro!!" Ivory exclaimed in bewilderment gazing up at him in almost anger. Alejandro ignored that but continued to speak out his displeasure.

"He looks nothing like you, mate"

Her eyes suddenly soften, because she knew what he meant, she still saw the longing in his eyes even when his eyes laid on the babe in her arms.

"Oh! Alejandro!"

She had love shaped in her eyes as she gazed up at her mate who looked guilty then down to the child who stared at her with curiosity.

"I knew Andro hated Devaro that was not a product of his love for me, he hated him more when I mostly put time for Deva when Alovia abandoned him, I thought I could change Andro's mind, I thought I could understand my sister but five years later I discovery the truth that left me scattered.

Devaro was a year old and had just started walking into the throne room with me, we were suppose to have a picnic with Andro that day but it never happen'

"My king we need to talk"

A grown woman with shoulder length red hair and green eyes waltz into the throne room towards where the king stood in front of, her heels clank the responding halls as her black off shoulder gown flutter with each movement, she had her upper part exposed for all to see and her look was one of a count seducress.

"Not now queen Alovia , am kind of busy now"

She was still a queen, the queen of the Magicals, of the Davister clan and now a guest in Alejandro's eyes.

"But my king this is important"

"No queen Alovia, having a picnic with my mate and that child of yours is what is important right now"

"Well that's the thing you are not suppose to"

"What is that suppose to mean?"

"I deserve to be your queen, I birth your heir, I deserve the crown and rights not my useless barren sister"

A sharp growl shook the ground.

"You will watch that tongue of yours. That child is no heir of mine"

"But you don't deny the blood that flows through his veins"

"He is nothing to me, only a true mate which is mine can give me an heir"

Alovia rolled her green eyes at him.

"Then break the bond with Ivory and make me your mate, crown me queen my King"

The world tore through me like never before I don't remember much only running away from the deceit and the loud cries of a child.

For years Alovia tried earnestly to make herself queen, we did wonder why and worry about my other kingdom but only Alovia had the keys to Isha so there was no way knowing.

Devaro was four when I started showing him some tricks any average magical knew and since he was half magical I knew he deserved to know a little from our side.

*

A chocolate hair child sat in front of a golden hair maiden dressed in a baby pink gown with a golden crown on her head, she had her hands extended, multi colored lights were pouring out of them.

"Wow!!! How did you do that Mama Ivory?"

"Its quite easy little Deva, you know there is magic in your blood"

"Magic in my blood?"

"Hmm that's right my little mage even the lowest Davister magical such as myself should be able to trace sources of magic"

The image of Ivory's face froze as her eyes widen in realization before slowly glowing brighter, a tear drop from those beautiful glowing amber eyes, eyes changing to the color of gold, eyes that brought astonishment to Melissa who watched with equal widen eyes.

"Mama Ivory whats wrong?"

The image folded with the eyes of youthful dark blue eyes who knew that something drastic was about to happen.

*

It was that day I knew something was wrong. Who would have thought that just merely teaching a little child, an half magical would in fact trigger a part of my magic.

Oh! I did feel my magic along with a lot of things, somehow my trigger made me break the blinding spell Alovia placed on me to block me out of Isha. I felt their sorrows, their cries, I felt their pains , their longings and mostly I felt them die, it was like pieces of my soul were slowly dieing, it shook my inner core and broke apart my Pandora box.

*

An image of Ivory and Alovia, they were yelling loudly at each other when suddenly Ivory's eyes glowed golden she was so consumed with the anger she slapped Alovia, then it became chaotic, Alovia started shooting fire balls after fireballs at Ivory which she was lucky to dodge, but she was still too weak and powerless a fire came for her, her eyes were shut tight even Melissa had her mouth open in silent screams, they all thought that was it but of cause Davis choose that time to appear with a grey shield.

A loud roar resounded through them before a hedious beast on two legs that were hunch over, with a body filled with muscles and fur. The beast was huge and enraged, he charged at Alovia whose powers had no effect against such creature. She was left a shredded meat before they were able to get Alejandro off her. Ivory had her arms wrapped tight around the beasts wide neck, her dress was tattered with bloody claw marks on her back. The beast was still tense, growling lowly and still looking murderous at the broken woman any one looking would have known it was the weak woman that kept the beast contained, she was the one who was slowly calming him. The sound of her wail and the pained howls of the beast rang through their soul.

*

"After that day Alovia took two weeks to heal which wasn't suppose to be so. We might be a very powerful Davister clan, a direct line to the Hectate gods but those injuries still should have taken a month to heal, three weeks if you were a wolf, two and a half a Lycan not two weeks. It was that thoight that made me realize that my sister was working with the wrong group that and her aura became so dark it was suffocating. I was upset that my sister destroyed my people and caused the death of my parents and mostly she wanted to come between my relationship, I was so mad and upset I took it upon myself to discover the truth. Alovia went as far to poison Andro's mind hoping it would convince him enough to break our mate bond but Andro was strong so strong he gave me the strength I needed to go on.

I found things, things that disrupted the balance of the world, things that left me blown away. I found the Davister clan but they were no more than mutated experiments for Alovia. Yes they were the first Lycan demons, the mutated breed that can't change form. Then I found that the original Lycan hybrids, were from the 10 founding lycan's council, children Alovia kidnapped and turned; Titus Deratho, Constance Deratho, Hunter Bowie, Alrick Bowie, Sental Howlers, Andre Howlers, Blas Banshees, Rodger Greyhounds, Desto Ivashov and Igaro Ivashov..

'Igaro Ivashov?'

"Yes, my dear he was the last born of the Ivashov, a good Lycan family and second ruler to your father, am sure lady Selene has her reasons for pairing you two"

A deep breath was released , one filled with tension and fatigue.

"I never knew that one singe blade could mess up my life and that blade was my sister, don't make the same mistakes I made, don't let Devaro become her, I started his foundation its your part to help me complete it"

But how could Melissa, after every thing that had happened. She may had started the foundation but he was still too young when she left, he was then nurtured and tortured into a demon. There was light in him but how bright was it?

"Sometimes your heart needs more time to accept what your mind already knows. You know what the truth is, what you need to do"

She did and she was right.

They stare into each other eyes each taking account of what little moment they had left. A rain of light appeared beside Ivory one that blinded Melissa but did nothing to Ivory, it took a while before she could squint it to see what had arrived. She though having her blood work or seeing her mother again was enough shock her but she was wrong cause the person she was staring right at took the trophy. The images from the memories did no justice to how terrifying he was, those clear sky blue eyes that held a lot of wisdom like electricity in them bore back into hers. She was tenders speechless for the umpteenth time.

All was quiet as their eyes took each other in before a small smile graced the man's face along with a fondness that wasn't suppose to be placed with a enlarging man, she knew that much, she could feel it pumping out of his veins.

"She looks just like you, Ivy"

His voice was a deep baritone, it flowed through the silent air and caress her skin, she had to suppress a shiver.

"True.... But she does have your shade of hair"

Her mother mused from beside her father both sharing a look at the child they brought to the world together.

He had long chocolate brown hair that had patches of gray in them, he also had on his beard that was also long.

"She is beautiful, perfect just like you Ivy"

It was obvious Melissa dislike moments like this, where she is still render speechless and her anger turns into tears.

You can love someone so much but you can never love people as much as you can miss them and she just realized how much she missed her parents.

"Oh!! Alejandro"

Any need in childhood a child would ever wish for is that need as strong as the need for a father's protection.

He smiled, a smile that was just like hers.

"Melissa Alejandra King, It was what I had always wanted to name you and your brother Micage Alexander King"

She blinked then blinked again, her throat felt tight like she couldn't breath or move.

He released a breath before stretching his hand to caress her cheek, he was huge, older with wider features. Melissa saw Micage look like him in years later, she also saw her strength in him cause even in death he ooze of raw power, he was still so strong and powerful.

"Lissa!!"

She knew that voice, shocked that she was hearing it she turned to see her twin walk frantically towards her.

"Lissa what's going on, Davis told me you were in the cabin but you weren't there then I see that hay filled with flowers then the next thing I know am being dragged in here to Lilly labyrinth and shown images of you and mother looking at a screen"

He paused from his speech finally taking notice of whom was with them.

"Fuck! no way"

"Language Micage", Ivory reprimanded him from beside Alejandro who too was staring back at him with pride.

"Hello son"

He saw what Melissa saw, the picture of the two of them, the hole was quick to carve in his heart and tears fell in silence.

"I brought you here"

Ivory spoke up, her voice still thick and eyes glassy at seeing her two babies with her mate all together.

"How?" Micage breath out along with a laugh as his father's other hand caress his cheek.

"There will always be magic in your blood, never forget that, Fate"

At that moment it felt complete being wrapped up in an embrace of love and safe, a reunion of compliments.

Alejandro withdrew from them staring as proud as any father would at his children.

"I have been hit hard with the 'Your kids will turn out just like you' curse.

But looking at you kids, I can say my kids turned out to be far better than me"

Chocked sob rang through them all.

Ivory took place, stretching up to kiss both their cheeks.

"Life is a difficult test and the first hundred years are the most difficult".

"What happens now mom?"

Their amber eyes locked before she released a warm cheeky smile.

"Now... Hope revives Peace, quite literally"