Title: Flash Fire
Summary: She sacrificed a lot for her brother so he could escape hell. Now in isolation, will she find her own happiness or will war come knocking once more?
Author Note: this is going to be a drabble, so chapters will be anywhere between 100-600 words.
Oliver and Fredrik stood side by side giving each other weary glances as their mistress continued to write. They knew better than to interrupt her and they didn’t wish to invoke her anger, once or twice was enough and they would forever bear the scars from her punishments.
Oliver and Fredrik were changed together.
They were nearly beaten to death because of their love, thankfully they were mates in real life and though they hated what they became, what she made them into, they were also thankful. Enyo didn’t care that they were both males, she only cared if they followed her loyally and completed their tasks without problems.
They owed much to her.
They owed their lives to her.
“After tomorrow, you will be free.” Enyo explained, never taking her eyes away from the letter before her addressed to her brothers.
“Mistress?” Oliver asked confused.
Enyo turned to face her Lieutenants with sad tired eyes. “I am freeing you. I have one last job for you to do when you leave and then I never want to see you back here ever. There will be nothing to come back to.”
Fredrik raised his brows in surprise and hope. “It is time then?”
“Yes. I need you to deliver two letters for me, one to Charles.” She stated, handing them the letter addressed to Charles and then held up the last one, her eyes locked onto Oliver. “And to them.”
Oliver took the letters from his mistress and glanced towards his mate. “Mistress, who exactly are they?” He asked. He knew that they were important, knew that he had to be careful about his scent and how close he got, but he did not know who they were exactly besides the fact that they were in the wars.
“They are my coven Oliver; they are the ones who I sacrificed my freedom for to make sure they escaped. I could not let my brother stay here with his gift; it was killing him slowly inside. Maria would have killed him eventually and the others when that happened, so I made her believe I did it.” She explained, never taking her eyes away from his.
His mouth opened and then snapped shut in awe as the dots began to connect. “I’ve been watching The Major and The Captain.”
The smirk was sardonic and it made them instinctively cringe at it. “Aye and soon you will meet them, tell them I am dead.”
Author Note: another cliffy? oops.