Help! Five Beast Alphas Want To Breed Me!!(BL)-Chapter 309: I lied

Elián;

The nursery hums gently... softly...

Like tender hands that intend to quietly squeeze the worry out of my heart.

And I must confess. For the first time all day, I feel lighter. Better...

After hours of crying and trying to sleep my sorrows away... this is the one thing that has given a semblance of peace. And I appreciate it more than words can do justice to.

I listen to scales brushing against stone, tiny bodies shifting in their nests... and the faintest echo of Nagari’s magic carrying through the air.

This... maternal... comforting magic that feels like a mother’s guiding hands.

I sit on the floor with my back against a pillar. My legs are spread out awkwardly before me, but I don’t care. It’s how I feel at peace, and noone can judge me for it.

My sleeves are rolled up to my elbows, and the heat lamps cast everything in gold, creating an ethereal lighting.

It all looks and feels so surreal.

This place... It feels untouched. But the world cruelty and evil.

It’s easy to see that Nagari would give almost anything, if not everything, to keep this place safe.

It’s almost like a temple. The heart of this palace...

I shut my eyes and let my head roll back.

My mind travels back to Alana, and my heart tightens... I hope she’s okay. I really hope she is.

One of the hatchlings slithers over my ankle, and I open my eyes to look at it. It’s a pretty little thing. Bright, blue-scaled, and shimmering like wet paint.

Another baby coils lazily around my wrist, warm and curious. It’s ongue flicks against my skin, and I laugh under my breath at how adorable it is.

I never thought a time would come when I would think of snakes as adorable...

"You’re a beautiful little thing," I whisper as I gently stroke its head. Its iridescent scales reflect the light, and I smile.

Being here feels so... sacred.

It feels... wrong to be loud here. This place belongs to softer things—fragile beginnings... Quiet futures.

Hatchlings that would grow up to be powerful serpents someday.

I reach out and let my fingers travel gently along a nest’s edge.

"I’m sorry," I whisper, and some of them lift their curious little heads to look at me.

"I’m sorry about last time," I add, and a few more of them slither towards me as if listening. I know they aren’t. I know they don’t understand me, but still.

"I didn’t mean what I said... About the smell. I was overwhelmed. That’s all." I add as a small, embarrassed smile tugs at my lips.

I feel Elien’s presence silent inside me, and my cheeks redden.

"I know. I know. I’m apologising to baby snakes. I’ve officially lost it." I blurt before he can tease me, but he says nothing.

One of the hatchlings nudges my knee, and I look down at it.

It slithers onto my thigh, up onto my torso, and just rests there.

I gently place my hand over it, with a small smile. There’s peace here... I like it.

My thoughts drift like they always do when it’s quiet, and I let out a breath.

"Alana left today," I tell them... my voice barely above a breath.

"I didn’t stop her," I add, and the words settle into my heart like hot metal on a brick of butter.

"I told her I’d always protect her... But I don’t know if I was right." I add, and the hatchlings quietly continue to curl around me.

"I keep thinking..." I trail off, shaking my head.

"What if I made a mistake?" I breathe with fresh tears forming in my eyes now, and a red-scaled baby climbs halfway up my arm, clumsy but determined.

I gently support it with my other hand, laughing softly. It slithers past my shoulder and up to rest in my hair. Causing me to chuckle.

"You’re all very affectionate," I say, attempting to pull away from the drowning ocean of misery in my chest.

"Is this what babies do?" I whisper as I let a hatchling slither across and around my fingers.

As their warmth and presence settle into me, a thought lands hard in my mind.

When I have babies for Zephan and Zethar... is this how they’ll be??

’When??" Elien finally breaks the silence in my head, and I freeze.

"Well, someone is thinking in line with a certain prophecy. You’re even preparing to get pregnant for both of them. Our first baby is still forming, and you’re already picturing her siblings? You’re on fire, Elian!" He continues, and my cheeks heat up.

"I was just saying..." I try to explain myself, but he cuts me off.

"Hey now, I’m not complaining. You have four brothers to get pregnant for. It’s good to see you’re growing the mental fortitude for it." He replies, and his reply causes me to pause.

The image forms uninvited in my mind, and my mind stalls. The image of small bodies curling around me. Warm... dependent, and safe... 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

With their fathers there to protect us all. My face burns, and Elien chuckles.

"You’ve fallen for the twins, haven’t you?" He teases, and I shut my eyes tight.

"Shut up. I love Koda!"

"Doesn’t take Rhydian, and now Zephan and Zethar off the list." He teases, and I swallow.

"You do know that Nagari babies hatch from eggs... right? You won’t just be birthing babies for the twins... You’ll be hatching eggs." Elien whispers, and I freeze.

W-what!??

My breath catches, and Elien chuckles.

"Yes. These adorable babies all came out of big ass eggs." He teases, and I look down.

The hatchlings shift, one of them curling against my chest, small and warm.

Unable to come up with a response or properly process what I just learned, I... just sit there. Letting the warmth of the nursery ground me.

I’ll have to lay—

The thought doesn’t get time to land before the doors suddenly open... slowly.

I sit up instantly to see who it is, but every muscle in my body locks as I see who it is.

Instinct surges first. Defence... anger, panic...

Asa.

She steps inside slowly, carefully, as if approaching something that might bolt or bite. The door shuts softly behind her, and my shoulders tense.

"What are you doing here?" I ask coolly, pulling one knee closer to my chest. Ready to bolt if need be.

She doesn’t answer immediately, and this irritates me.

Instead, she does something that makes my brows crease.

She lowers herself to the floor, on her knees, and I pull back a bit in confusion.

"What the fuck is she— Get her out. Now!" Elien roars in my head, and I glare at her.

"What are you— Get... Get out. I have no business with you!" I growl, trying my best not to scream and startle the babies, but she doesn’t listen.

Instead, she bows herself forward till her forehead touches the ground, and she extends her hands on the food before her like she’s about to pray to some deity.

"I’m sorry," she says, with a small, shaky voice, and my confusion only grows.

The peace I previously felt in the nursery dips drastically, and the hairs on my skin rise.

Sorry??

I stare at her, unsure if I heard correctly.

What is she sorry for? What is she up to??

"I don’t like this, Elian. Get her out, or I will!!" Elien rages, and she speaks again.

"I’m sorry, Master Elián," She continues, and I find myself holding my breath.

"What are you talking about? You’re sorry for what??" I demand, and suddenly I feel my throat go dry with fear.

"I lied to you all." She says, and the words hit like a crack through glass.

Everything seems to pause, and my mind starts racing.

My heart skips, then stumbles.

"...What?" I whisper as fear starts rolling over me like thousands of tiny ants marching down my skin.

She doesn’t lift her head, and somehow that aggravates me more. I want to see her face!!

What is she saying? What game is she playing at??

"I lied," she repeats— her voice breaking now.

"About everything." She adds, and my jaw clenches.

"Elian, I swear if you don’t get her out, I will!" Elien growls, and my mouth opens... but no sound comes out.

Every instinct in me screams that something has just shifted. That whatever fragile balance I’ve been standing on has cracked beneath my feet.

I push myself to my feet slowly, the hatchling sliding reluctantly away as I stand.

"Asa," I say carefully.

"What are you talking about?" I ask with every word weighed, and she finally looks up.

Her eyes are wet... wide, and terrified.

"I’m sorry, Master Elián, I committed a sin." She says, and for a second, I forget how to breathe.

Did this... has she... did she hurt Alana??

"WHAT ARE YOU APPOLOGIZING FOR!?"