The Beast's Virgin Claim

nds of my chest. My stomach turns and twists withi

rns from behind me his words c

e laughing yes?" I scream agai

ing laughter along with Deimos by his side

ers to ease my playful anger but whispers his last words to Deimo

garden. It's rods plunge deep into the mud which helps us to ride it with ease. Better than using

st I fly high meeting directly with the brightness of the sun. Shutting my eyes

utters letting my swing free as the pace swiftly begi

air." I look back at him glaring, my eyes on fire. He had his

t." Deimos replies with a shrug walk

t to play with this swing whenever you wish I merely co

nd the only time I get to play on it with no interrupti

I adore how Deimos pushes the swing for it is better than Cronus. My brother tends to be slow and

am not Pho-" Deimos begins but i

. Phobos reads a book leaning upon the closest tree bark as always. He calls his brother whilst his eyes are glue

is my turn." D

booming from his chest. A warning he gives him. "Spare her a minute and you can take a minute extra on that

ghs closing his eyes. "Fine. Fine, she can have another minute

wished twisting around settling back into the sea

a?" Cronus

ir. As soon as I utter my words Deimos gives a

ghs swinging my legs hands gripping

er than colouring or painting. Perhaps it is the feeling of wind that grazes my

t comes my way. That I should be prepared for the biggest blessing that shall come my way.

to be controlled by the strength of Deimos's pushes. My fingers involuntarily lessen their t

ls blissful. Abs

Not a problem I shall go annoy Phobos during the waiting period, despite him

I am caught off guard. My hands. Wa

gasp but he does not hear it for he is invo

suddenly slippery seat while at the same time try to

. With one final jarring shove from Deimos, I lose

concern and fear together. I hear quick rushed

fore I could crash I am caught swiftly halfway by two warm hands as he gru

h of relief. Nose tucked into my neck not touching

esence. Yes, father sniffs my neck affectionately but not as long as Phobos. Why does he do it? Perhaps he is checking if I am d

s me down to stand on my feet. His eyes sweep down my body a

ion." Deimos comes to my side whispering his apology to me pat

pushes. Theia, you should have kept your grip on those ropes. You were careless. Deimo

r my stomach. Eyes glued to my ba

ok me in the eyes and apologize so I can see your truth

ct that I would have fallen face-first onto th

lay as long as you like as an apology." Deimos pee

tands by not interfering merely allowing the scene to unfold

d some time with me." Phobos says peering down at

ng time with Phobos is way better than playin

Cronus whose eyes still linger upon my flesh waiting for my e

k shadows of the dense trees. Into a small clearing, we walk thr

question my heart pounding with excitement. I had always asked him to show me what

ia." He

y feet upon the muddy feet upset that in a w

ines. This is his pack lands and only pack members reside. The borders are always

often compare him to a giraffe for Phobos is quite tall for his age. Many juveniles get intimidated by his height a

ing my struggle. Once he sees that I am satisfied his eyes steer forward

yes staring at the target boards plunged deep into the ground. Bows and strings are tied togeth

any part of one's clothes and some big enough to wield as swords or axes. I stride towards him to stand by his sid

life. Cronus has, Deimos has and Phobos definitely has. Every male except me. "Theia!" His voice is raised at me

y and it shall cause you harm even with the sli

r lip taking a step back feeling bad for I scared him. My curiosity serio

to a ball and never face any other again? A soft sigh he releases from his lips as he moves towards me. Kneeling holding my hands i

says which makes my eyes broaden and snap to his earning a low chuckle from him. "But you need to have it on a leash. You nee

not know how to co

ll struggle with this." He wh

difficult time too?" I ask my

ot with curiosity. I dealt w

teach me

ithin you. Only you shall be able to fight a

l conquer everything to grow into a juvenile like Phobos. I want to be as perfec

touch anything." He says whilst shifting to the side a

" I ask my eyes sweeping past the b

plies whilst finally picking up two knives which seem to satisfy his wishes. He

If not to hunt or kill what are k

ging into mine. "You will be

fused at his words. Art of kniv

He is teaching me to dance? I snort trying

that from you as well." I chuckle whilst showing him my disintere

the ability to protect." He says as I stop mid path the word 'prot

e enjoyment?" I question. He tends to mix up things, confuse me

u must learn this for it is impor

oes not carry importance to you?" I question with h

you. I learnt it so that I can teach you." He

did you learn

e merely four years ago. He didn't even know he woul

tree bark crossing my legs folding my hands across my chest. I shall decide

e gives in with no further hesitation. He heads back to the table picking up two knives different to

from the core of the volcanic glass. Sharpest knife of all." He explains as he gets hi

as I female had none like his. Hands held above his head spine bending backwards he slowly twists his body whilst

ld above the ground and the other times he propels them back to slide across the mud in a

tion which is impossible with my wavering mind. It is as if he has cast

igh up into the air. He catches them before they kiss the ground and flings them st

its easily tearing into two pieces. My mouth wide o

to come out. His seriousness disappears and he smiles at me. "It loo

Wait why?" The questions held in my mind spi

g?" He laughs confused at

k swiftly getting up takin

merely for status and tradition but the knives a

atus? I do not

s. I will teach you to defend yourself." He says heading back to

ompared to the obsidia

l not cut flesh so it is safe for you to us

e must I ma

om his open palms. They are quite light which shall make it easier for me to swi

throw first for that is more important than the dance. You must learn to protect yourse

rist he leads me into pos

them. They need to sleep if you wish to strike properly." He adv

e leans into me at my side eyes serious plunged into the target board. "Phobos?" I cal

annoyance, a shrill to my voice w

eavy force. My eyes broaden as the knives slip past m

t and your strike needs to possess precision to hit the crucial point that shall crack it. As for the throat

k as he holds my shoulders twist

question with his own dema

s halt and his eyes slide u

figure it out. I have d

ake a step forward and he takes o

t sticks to your flesh." He answer

s?" Is it perhaps a good smell?

flower. In particular, a

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knives. It will be cleared up later in the book but it is sort of a tradition he is te

s tradition or not at the

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