Chapter 84

Amelie

"I'm doing the best I can to wrap my brain around all of this, but to be honest, it's overwhelming. Why are we and our children so important to the goddess? Why did Ulv and Inari get reincarnated? Why does the world need Truth Seers and Guardians? We haven't even addressed the royal elf blood or how I'm now part fae! How did you become the goddess' messenger? And why is this tea so good?" Gideon's fist slams down on the table, and he's staring at the mug of tea with complete befuddlement.

"hehehe." I can't help all those questions, and he ends asking about the tea. I feel like my head is going to explode with all this information. It's like we are a big science experiment, just lab rats. As my thoughts darkened, my giggling stopped.

"Don't doubt the goddess you are precious. Our children are precious." Inari coos to me. I don't answer; I don't need to. I know she's right, but it doesn't make it feel any better.

"I do not hold all the answers to your questions, but I will answer what I can. I am not a seer like the twins. My information is more like I'm reading a book and what is written on the page is what I know." Ithildin takes a sip of tea and takes a long look at Gideon, a maternal glint in her eye.

"There will be a child born into the Ashwood family with great power. This child will bring balance to our super-natural world. We are slowly being pulled to our doom and creating our own extinction. Without this child, we will all become fables, folklore, and fairy tales for good. The magic and wonder of the world will be gone. He cannot fight alone. His most trusted Druit Guard will need to stand behind him." Ithildin stands and pours herself more hot water. It sounds noble and exciting, but it's so nondescript when you think about it.

Which one of my relatives, "You said it was an Ashwood child, so for which family?" She walks back and sits.

"I don't know." Ithildin sips her tea.

"You don't know, or you won't tell us?" Gideon scowls at his grandmother.

"I don't know but, they will one day." Ithildin points to the girls. So, we wait for a vision. I sigh and rub my temples.

"Grandma… If our children need to be this powerful, how powerful is this other Ashwood child?" I can hear the hesitation in Gideon's voice every time she calls Ithildin, grandma. I can also tell how much it pleases her.

"I don't know fully. I know the child is yet to be born and will be a descendant of the divine." This time it's Gideon letting out a sigh.

"Well, it's something. Anything else?" He crosses his arms across his chest and leans back in his chair. He's beyond annoyed now.

"I know that there is no guarantee. The fates may have spun, measured, and cut the threads of fate, but they can still be unraveled. The choices you make and the choices your children make could affect the world." Still so casual and calm. At the same time, I'm at almost panic levels.

"Gezzz, no pressure. Like parenting isn't hard enough, now just toss in the fate of the world, and it's so much easier." My head is in my hands. Gideon is just sitting there scowling, jaw clenched.

"You two will be fine. Plus, when the time is right, I will come back and teach the children how to handle their abilities. So, stop worrying and stop scowling at me. You are more handsome when you smile." She smiles and reaches for my hand.

I pull back. "Wait, you are leaving?"

"You drop bomb after bomb, and now you are going to come back later?" Gideon is still clenching his jaw.

"I have given you all I can for now, and I will return when the goddess tells me but now is not that time. I would like to, before I go, spend some time with my family, with you, my boy." The pleading in her eyes is heartbreaking. As I sit, I look over at the twins playing and rub my belly. I don't know how I would handle watching my children pass away and my grandchildren too. Watching generation after generation come and go and not able to be a full part of their lives.

Tears fill my eyes. "Please stay as long as you can." Gideon whips his head to look at me. "You two are family. I know you have questions about your family tree." I rub his arm and push my feelings through our bond. His tension lessens, but he's still guarded.

"So, explain this whole fae and elf thing." He's a bit gruff, but he's trying.

"Oh yes! Well, I'm a Grand Duchess since my elder sister inherited the throne 500 years ago. I do travel back to the old country from time to time to help my sister."

"So my aunt is the elf queen."

"Yes, she is the Vanir Drottning in the old language."

"OK, so what about this fae thing? I'm a little big for a fae."

"On your mother's side, it's all werewolf and fae. This is rather impressive considering how much fae's hate other races. They are smaller in stature, but they are the walking embodiment of magic, so they don't need to be large. They are like dynamite. I know your 3x great-grandmother. She was a fire fae. Let's just say her personality was… combustible." Ithildin gets up and stands in front of Gideon. She places her hands on either side of his head, then bends down and presses her forehead to his. She starts speaking in what I can only guess is Elvish or Old Norse.

Ithildin steps back from Gideon, and he opens his eyes, and they look like they are on fire. "Well, this was a surprise. I was wrong your magic is not dormant. Your magic has enhanced your wolf form instead. Your fire fae magic has increased your stamina, healing, and strength, as well as Ulv's red eyes. Your speed, heightened hearing, and sight is all fueled by your Vanir magic. It has also deepened the color of Ulvs coat to better blend into the night. Ulv is truly the ultimate predator. I would not have known without checking for your mana flow."

Gideon is not even trying to hide his pride. He's all but prancing around. I roll my eyes, Alpha males and their pride. I get an in the ribs again. "Do you know how this magic will manifest in the children?" These boys were already strong, and sometimes I think they are trying to kick their way out of my womb.

"Rose and Daisy have already manifested one gift as the Truth Seers. Any others will manifest later after age seven. The boys, I am not sure of yet. It will have to wait." Ithildin places her hand on my belly, and both twins kick at the same time. "Oh, my, they are strong. I'll leave you some healing tea made from herbs from Alfheim." With a flick of her wrist, a small jar of tea appeared in her hand. "Make sure to drink one cup a day. It really can heal just about anything." She sets the jar on the table.

"Mommy, I'm hungress." Rose tugs on my arm.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Rosie. Mommy was talking to grandma and forgot. I'll make dinner now, OK?"

"Can we have noodless?" How could I say no to those big green eyes and pouty faces?

"We can." Gideon helps me up. "You will join us for dinner, won't you?"

"Of course. I hear you are an exceptional cook."

"Well, dinner won't be too fancy, but it will be filling right, sous chef." I elbow Gideon in the ribs. He flinches.

"I did say I would help."

As Gideon and I got started on making dinner, I watched as Ithildin played with the girls. It looks like a Norman Rockwell painting, but under the surface, this scene is crazy. I am a pure werewolf who's pregnant with Alpha twins is making dinner with my part fae, elf, and werewolf mate while his thousands of years old royal elf grandmother plays with our twin daughters, who are human, fae, elf, and werewolf gifted seers. Yep just making fettuccine alfredo with chicken and broccoli because the Truth Seer twins won't eat broccoli if it's not drenched in sauce. Just a typical night at the Alpha Alois house.

"Amelie, you OK? You are latterly watching water boil." Gideon rubs my back.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a normal night like any other." Our life is stranger than fiction.