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~Mismatched Lovers~
Prince?
Four men came up and pulled the couple apart. Three of the men restrained Gilbert and clamped hardened iron cuff on his arms behind his back. The one that went to Matthew covered him with a sheet and helped him stand on his wobbly feet. Slowly they made their way over to where the violet eyed leader stood. A hushed conversation went back and forth from Matthew and the leader.
"Find him some clothes. Something he can be presented in." The leader stated to the other flanking his left.
"Hey big nose, what the fuck have I been arrested for?" Gilbert sneered.
One of the finders holding him punched him in the head, "Watch who you are talking to?"
"Ivan! Don't do this please!" Matthew cried.
The leader now known to Gilbert as Ivan strode up to him. Ivan was at least a head and a half taller than him, his build was also stronger and wider. His violet eyes looked down at him in distaste and hate. The platinum blond hair on his head swayed with the breeze coming from the window. Everything about the man: his stance, his piercing gaze, larger build, was telling Gilbert to stand down but he could not, he had a mate to defend.
"Gilbert Beilschmidt, you are under arrest for threating the crown. You mated the youngest prince without proper protocols. When we get back to Hell the King and Queen will proclaim your punishment and it will be carried out immediately." Ivan followed Gilbert's confused look to where Matthew was standing with regret in his eyes. "Matthew to make everything clear let go of the façade. Your tricks do not work on me anymore."
Matthew just stared at Gilbert knowing the painful truth was biting him in the butt. He let the sheet drop to his waist and let the illusion fade. The white feathers on his wings turned black and fell like leaves on a tree in the winter. Soon leather wings were in the place where the once fluffy white wings once where. Matthew everted his gaze from Gilbert as he could not look at him ashamed that he had tricked him.
The finder that went in search of clothes came back with a pair of underwear, pants, and a button up shirt. "Leader I brought the clothes that you requested."
Ivan took the clothes out of the man's hands and walked over to Matthew. When Matthew let the sheet drop Gilbert growled at the sight of another man looking at his mate. One of his handers let a sharp blow to his head. Gilbert watched as Ivan helped Matthew get dressed piece by piece. His eyes could not pull away from his mark on Matthew's pale neck. It was large feather with smaller ones falling down his chest until they disappeared.
Gilbert was jostled by the men behind him and pushed forward. He watched as Ivan picked up Matthew. Pulling a clear ball out of his pocket Ivan inspected it before throwing it at the door opening. The glass ball shattered opening a temporary portal back to Hell. Gilbert watched at Ivan walking through the portal first taking his mate with him. Soon the handers were pushing him towards the opening.
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"Ivan found him!" The Queen exclaimed.
The King jumped up from the chair he was sitting on and rushed after his queen. With the path that they were taking ran them right into the throne room. Just as the duo got to the throne room the large double doors open. The Queen came to a skidding halt as Ivan walked in with Matthew sleeping on his shoulder.
Ivan got down to one knee, "King Francis, Queen Arthur I have done as requested. There has been a setback or a problem is I may say."
"Rise. What kind of problem?" Queen Arthur said.
"Bring him in." Ivan ordered.
The king and queen watched as three of Ivan's men brought in a bound white haired man. They forced him into his knees and pushed his head down before getting down to one knee. The queen just looked at Ivan confused before asking him to explain. Ivan's only response was to open Matthew's shirt to reveal the mark. Both the royal's faces turned from confusion to rage the longer they looked at the mark.
King Francis was having an angry conversation with Ivan. Queen Arthur stormed over to the white haired man and gripped his hair painfully hard to rip his head up. Gilbert's blood red eyes met with furious emerald ones. All too soon a small fist connected with his cheek with so much force it forced him to the floor. Soon King Francis was behind Queen Arthur trying to calm him down just a little.
"How dare you defile my son?!" Queen Arthur screeched. "Explain yourself!"
The handlers got Gilbert back onto his knees before he looked up at the angry queen. "It was mutual, your majesty."
"Lies all lies. Lies and blasphemy." He exclaimed. "My son is a good boy! He would never consent someone lower then him!"
"Last time I checked the history book you were lower than the king, you corrupted cherub."
A kicked landed on his head, "You will respect your queen." The king growled.
Gilbert felt blood slipping from his lips but stayed on the floor, "Your mate is lower than you and it was consensual. So why is it not the same for us?"
Francis grabbed a hold of Gilbert's neck and lifted him a few inches off the ground, "Because I am a dominate, my son is not. Your status only goes higher if you are a submissive mating into a higher tier. Dominates stay put where they are at, no moving. To get to court my sons you need our approval, one has gotten it but not the other. Now you come into my home with your dirt low job already mated to my youngest. Be glad I cannot kill you without some kind of damage being done to him or so help me I would have ended your life the moment you would have walked in him." Francis threw Gilbert to the ground. "Take him to the dungeon. Ivan bring Matthew to his room and make sure he stays in there."
Ivan bowed his head, "Yes sir."
The violet eyed man gave his orders to his underlings before giving one more bow to the royal couple and walking out the door. He walked up to the fifth floor without breaking a sweat. He moved Matthew into another position to open the farthest door in the east wing. Matthew slowly started walking up, indicated by him rubbing his eyes over and over.
Ivan quickly got to the bedroom and placed Matthew in his bed. When he tried to walk away a quick hand grabbed his shirt in in a stronghold. He turned around to be looking into lavender eyes staring him down. The look he was being given froze him in place. Matthew pulled his shirt back meaning that he was not going anywhere soon.
Ivan let out a sigh, "What?"
"You know what you did." Matthew responded.
"Please inform me."
"I was finally able to make my own decision and you came out of nowhere and ripped it away from me."
"It's my job, Matthew. I was to bring you back."
"I did not want to be found. I knew I made a stupid decision to stay there for too long." Matthew remembered not wanting to leave because he would have never seen Gilbert again.
"Your back home, that's all that matters."
"But I'm not happy. You took my happiness away and locked him in the dungeon."
Ivan ripped Matthew hand off his shirt, "What he had done was wrong either way. You should have known better then to get close to someone in a lower class."
Matthew jumped on the bed to the point he was standing on the blanket. "What do you mean getting close to someone lower than you?! You are mated to my brother you are lower than him!"
Ivan turned around, "I am general right below you princes, not to mention one of the caregivers. I am not so far down the totem pole you cannot see it. You mated a retriever, one of the lowest of the low. You fathers had numerous suitors lined up for you but what do you think that they have to tell them: "Sorry for wasting your time but our son had mated a retriever"."
"What about what I want for once! I would not have been happy being some trophy wife that just pops out babies like they want." Matthew had tears streaming down his face now. "Don't you see why I left, to make my own decisions away from all of you. I was happy when I met Gilbert. Something just clicked. I thought I had finally made my life the way I wanted."
"Well the mistake has to be undone. Your parents are looking for a way to undo your mistake. Until then you will have no contact with the prisoner and after you two are separated he will be executed for his crimes. You will be courted by a lord or duke and you will not embarrass the king and queen. And that is final Matthew."
Ivan turned and walked out the door leaving a collapsed prince on the bed. Right before he closed the door he looked behind him to see Matthew pulling at the blanket, withering on the bed. For a second he felt guilty but it went quickly because he knew he was right. As long as a child was not produced any bond could be broken.
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Alfred was bouncing on the bed waiting for his mate to walk in to tell him the good news. He was absolutely bursting with energy when he found out and he could not wait to share his news. After he told his mate he would go to his parents and wait for their explosive reaction. If anything he was the calmest of the other three. When he heard his mates heavy footsteps he rushed to the door.
"Ivan!" Alfred squealed as he jumped into the larger man's arms.
"What has you so excited?" Ivan replied
"I have some important news." Alfred bounced around.
"Pray tell."
"I'm pregnant."
Ivan just stared at the boy in his arms. He could not believe as he was hearing; the words he had been waiting for the past year. Nothing could contain his excitement when he heard the words escape Alfred's lips. Not even a second later he crushed his lips into his mate's and listed him off the ground just to spin him around a few times.
"Ivan…stop…sick." Alfred was able to get out.
Alfred rushed to the bathroom the moment that Ivan let him out of his arms. The bigger male rushed in after him and rubbed his back as he emptied his supper into the toilet. When he was done he brushed his teeth to get the disgusting taste out of his mouth. He walked back to the bedroom and plopped down on the bed. Ivan crawled in not long after him and pulled his to his chest.
"I have some good news of my own." Ivan said after a while.
"What?" Alfred just snuggled himself into his mate's neck.
"Matthew is back."
"What didn't you tell me sooner?!" With that Alfred jumped out the bed and out the room.
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"Mattie!" Alfred yelled busting into his younger brother's room.
He walked in to see his brother curled up in the fetal position. Heavy sniffles were what caught his ears first. Alfred rushed over to the bed and pulled his brother into his arms, rocking him back and forth. Matthew sniffles turned into full blown cries of sadness and anger. The siblings sat like that for a while until Matthew's cries quieted down. Alfred was the first the break the silence.
"What happened Mattie? You were gone for so long and now you come back like this." Alfred sniffed the air. "And mated at that."
"I found a mate. One that is caring and sweet." Matthew said lovingly.
"Then why isn't he with you. He should be with you especially right after mating."
"He's locked in the dungeon. Probably being tortured by either father or Ivan."
Alfred just looked at his brother in horror, 'Why would they be doing that?!"
"He's a retriever. Father says it's the lowest of the low."
"So what! If you ask me this place wouldn't run if there were no retrievers."
"Father wants to find some way to break the bond and mate me off to a lord or duke."
"He can't do that!" Alfred said in rage.
Matthew looked down at his hands, "It's what father wants. He says he does not want a low life in the family."
"It's not fucking right for him to do that."
Matthew just sighed, "I know but I have no power against mother and father. Even Ivan is backing them on this."
"I'm going to be having a serious talk with him." Alfred said gritted teeth.
"Enough about me and my problems. You came in here happy about something."
Alfred just rubbed Matthew's back, "Don't worry about it. I'm just happy your home now."
"No." Matthew whined and started beating on Alfred's chest. "Tell me."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!"
"I'm pregnant."
Matthew's eyes grew wide. He pushed his brother down and lifted his shirt. Fingers started poking and prodding at Alfred's flat stomach. It was subtle difference in the way his skin bounced back. His stomach seemed wound tighter then it usually was. Alfred always had more of a firecracker attitude and was quick to blow up at the simplest of things. Matthew was hoping that a baby will help his brother out and that Ivan will be there every step of the way.
"I'm really happy for you." Matthew said with a smile.
Alfred looked in deep thought for a second, "You know they cannot separate a mated pair if a child was born from the bond."
"Really. I thought any mate bond could be broken."
"No, if a child is conceived that means that the bond cannot be broken. The child acts like a lock that cannot be broken."
"What does it have to do with me? If you haven't realized I cannot get pregnant; he's locked away where I cannot get to him."
"Not without help."
"What are you planning?"
Matthew could see the gears turning in his brother's head, he did not like it. Not one bit.
~Mismatched Lovers~
HAPPY NEW YEARS!
Hey guys it's Phantom here. I'm back for the most part. I was originally set to start posting back in August but nothing ever goes my way. The flash drive that had ALL my stories broke, it snapped in half when I was moving a box and the box caught it. I just sat on the floor for a good thirty minutes with so many emotions going though my head because I was even going to update the stories on Wattpad but that vanished as well. I was so distraught but I am lucky that I was able to pull everything off of Fanfiction. On the down side of that I had to revise and rewrite everything that I had changed (if you don't go back and reread you won't miss anything). I am still trying to catch up because I was most three chapters ahead in every published work but I have to remember everything for those and it is hard. I know where I am heading with the story it is just to put it down on Microsoft when I have the time.
Right now I am holding two jobs because how the oil field is I am not making many hours to support myself. If I don't update regularly please do not be mad at me. All my hobbies got pushed to the back burner while all this is happening but I assure you on the rare day I have off I am either working on my stories or cleaning my house so things are still getting done.
And as always I see you again in another chapter.
