Marcus frowned as he sensed his mate's sadness. The cell was damp and dark, and very depressing for any
normal person, but to be with child and in such a place must be heartbreaking. No place for a beautiful,
vibrant creature like Edge.
"Do you love me?" Edge whispered in the darkness.
Marcus frown increased, shocked by his mate's question. "Of course I do," he whispered holding Edge tighter.
"Why would you ask such a question?"
"Do you love me? Or my body? Or the fact that I'm carrying your child?" Edge continued, his body tensed as
he waited for an answer.
Marcus raised up 'til he was looking Edge in the eyes. They always say that eyes are the mirror of one's soul.
He just hoped that Edge could see his love for him. "I love everything about you, my love. Your hair, your
eyes, your body, your smile, your teeth," Marcus grinned as he heard Edge's faint giggle. Everyone had
always been envious of his teeth and his flashy smile. "I love all of you. I've never loved another in my life the
way I love you. In fact, I've never been in love before."
"Never?" Edge asked stroking Marcus's cheek.
"Never."
Edge smiled as he leaned up and gently kissed Marcus. "I love you," he whispered softly as he held his
stomach.
Marcus grinned as he reached down, laying his hand on top of Edge's on top of his stomach. "Our child,"
Marcus whispered. Edge sighed happily as he snuggled closer to his mate.
*****************************************************
Lita sighed as she looked down at Trish. Kane had placed a spell on her that she would sleep until someone
who loved her with all their heart would awaken her. Kane had never suspected that Trish had ever loved or
allowed anyone to love her in return, but he didn't know about Lita.
Stephanie had tried to tell him about the red haired girl who had helped Trish ravish her, but Kane thought
the princess was hallucinating.
Trish was too powerful of a witch to just lock up and throw the key away. An ankle lock would not work on a
female witch. In fact, it increased her powers. Even though Trish had been cruel and sadistic in her life, Kane
couldn't bring himself to kill her in cold blood. So he had condemned her to eternal sleep.
Lita leaned down and gently kissed Trish's ripe, full lips. Shivering at how cold they were.
"I love you Trish. You've awakened desires in me that I didn't know existed. Please come back to me," Lita
whispered.
After waiting several moments and not seeing any movement in Trish, Lita wiped away the tears that rolled
from her eyes. As she turned to leave, she heard a faint moan.
Turning, her eyes wide in shock as she watched Trish's eyes flutter open.
Trish smiled as she looked at Lita as she slowly stretched her arms, trying to get the circulation back in them.
"How long have I been asleep?" Trish asked.
"A day," Lita whispers, smiling happy now that Trish was awake.
Trish pulled Lita to her and kissed her gently. Lita moaned and was breathless as Trish finally released her
mouth.
"I shall reward you well, sweet Lita," Trish whispered, caressing her face.
Trish smiled as she sensed Marcus and his mate nearby.
***********************************
Lance smiled as he looked down at the slumbering blonde, who was still passed out from their last session of
rutting. Lance sighed. Jericho was so beautiful, no wonder Benoit wanted him so badly. Why would Benoit
choose to stay with him, when he could have a sweet little lover like Jericho?
Lance jumped as he was suddenly pulled away from Jericho and roughly thrown to the hard floor.
Benoit growled as he carefully checked Jericho. Smelling the scent of sex in the room, he turned and glared at
Lance. He was angry and outraged that Lance had the nerve to touch what belonged to him.
"Why?" Benoit hissed as he stalked toward Lance.
Lance lowered his head, avoiding eye contact as he touched his bottom lip which had been busted open in the
fall, not wanting to admit his true feelings to Benoit.
"WHY?" Benoit screams as he slaps Lance up along side of his head lightly.
"Did you ever care for me?" Lance asks softly, trying to hold back his tears.
Benoit frowns as he senses the emotions coming from Lance's thoughts.
"Yes."
Lance laughs. "Liar."
Benoit grabs him and pulls him up, forcing Lance to look at him. Part of him wanting to tear Lance apart for
taking Jericho and the other half wanting to comfort him and tell him that it's alright.
"I'm sorry," Benoit whispers as he allows Lance to pull away from him.
Benoit didn't see Jericho until he had slammed into Lance, knocking him down to the floor and punching him
hard.
"NO!" Benoit growled as he pulled Jericho off Lance by yanking his hair.
Jericho stopped struggling as soon as he saw Benoit's face. He looked at Benoit with a questionable and hurt
expression. "He hurt me," Jericho whispered as he started to pout.
"I know," Benoit whispers as he hugs Jericho to him, stroking his soft long hair. "I hurt him first."
Lance looks at Jericho in Benoit's arms and lowers his eyes. "I'm sorry Jericho, I was jealous."
"Jealous?" Jericho asks confused.
"Lance and I were lovers before you arrived," Benoit continued.
Jericho frowned. Benoit dumped Lance cold for him. No wonder Lance was so angry. He would be angry too.
Even though he was sore from Lance's rough treatment earlier, Jericho smiled as he extended a hand to
Lance offering to help him up.
Lance reluctantly accepted it, allowing Jericho to help pull him up.
Jericho smiled as he looked at Lance. "I know how to share if you'd like," he whispered to Lance.
"What?" Benoit asked in shock.
Jericho laughed. "It's clear that he loves you. I love you. You love both of us," Jericho said smiling.
Lance grinned.
Benoit was still in shock. Could he handle two young lovers? Hell, he'd die trying.
*************************************
Christian whimpered in pain as he slowly gained consciousness. He felt a hot, searing pain radiating from his
posterior. He realized in shock that the one called Sean was rutting on top of him like a mad animal, while his
friend, Chuck, was stroking himself while he watched.
"No," Christian whimpered as he tried to pull away from Sean.
Sean laughed as he reached under Christian and grabbed his cock, stroking it, forcing Christian to enjoy his
rape.
"You got a nice ass, pretty boy. You'll bring us a lot of money in the camps," Sean whispered as he humped
faster. Selling young boys in the prison camps had earned them a fortune in the last year.
"I don't think so," A familiar voice hissed.
Christian jumped as he heard a popping noise. He turned to see Hunter as he released Sean's head, the neck
clearly broken. As Christian pulled away from Sean, Hunter broke Chucks neck quickly before the man could
react.
"Hunter," Christian whispered as he was pulled into the strong arms of his lover.
Hunter smiled as he tried to calm his young lover. "Shhh, it's ok. They won't hurt anyone ever again." Hunter
held back his growl as his hand lightly traced over Christian's bruised face.
"I was so scared," Christian whimpered.
"It's ok, you're with me now," Hunter whispered holding him tight. "I love you."
**************************************
Marcus smiled as Trish and Lita appeared in his cell.
Trish grinned as she touched the band around Marcus's ankle, watching in glee as it fell to the floor.
"I knew some silly spell that my brother conjured up couldn't get the better of you," Marcus said smiling.
Lita giggled.
"Actually, love set me free this time," Trish said smiling as she wrapped her arm around Lita's waist. "Are
you ready to leave this place?"
Marcus smiled as he scooped up Edge, who was sleeping soundly. "More than you know," Marcus growled.
************************************
Kane growled as he turned to the angry sorcerers.
"How could I have known that the witch had made a human fall in love with her?" He questioned.
"We must track them down and kill them," Benoit demanded. "As long as Marcus lives he is a threat, and
what about his son?"
"The son may not be evil. I don't believe that Edge will let him be," Kane argued.
"Edge has no choice. He is bonded to Marcus, body and soul," Rhyno challenged. "Kill Marcus and you break
the connection to Edge and the child."
Kane sensed that Rhyno wanted no harm to come to Edge and the child, while the others, save Hunter, didn't
care.
"Send our best hunters and trackers," Kane whispered, "But no harm is to befall the child or Edge. Bring
them to me."
Kane closed his eyes as he prayed for forgiveness. Part of him silently hoping that his brother would escape.
****FOUR MONTHS LATER*****
Marcus smiled as he held his newborn son in his arms. He had just healed the cuts that Trish had made to
remove the child from Edge's body, and Edge was sleeping peacefully as the swelling in his abdomen slowly
disappeared.
Trish and Lita hugged as they listened to the child's loud cries.
"He does know how to wake the dead, doesn't he?" Trish said frowning, the constant screaming echoing in
her head.
"Awww," Lita whispered, "he's so cute. I want one."
"What will you name him?" Trish asked quickly changing the subject.
"Adam," Marcus said proudly. He was so overwhelmed with happiness that the last four months of running
and hiding was instantly forgotten as he held his son. The search for them had only recently been called off,
and he knew he had his younger brother to thank for that. Kane must have sensed that it was time for Edge
to give birth.
Marcus sighed. He no longer wished to be King and conquer all the world. No. He just wanted to live with
Edge and raise Adam in peace.
"Marcus?"
"Yes, Trish."
"You do know that Edge will be able to conceive another child in about six months?"
Marcus smiled. "Yes. It must be his choice though."
Trish, too, had lost her lust for power. Being with Lita was the happiest time in her life. Together Marcus and
her would build a safe haven for Lita, Edge, and Adam.
"Trish, I really want to have a baby," Lita whispered as she snuggled up close to Trish. Trish suddenly felt
faint.
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Steve smiled as Kurt caressed his face. If someone had told him that he would crave another's touch four
months ago, he would have killed them. Now, he would tell them that love was the strongest force in the
world.
The first night Kurt had taken him, he had expected the worse. After all, he hadn't shown Kurt any mercy.
But he ended up screaming Kurt's name in pleasure so much that night that he actually lost his voice for a
couple of days. That really stroked Kurt's ego.
Steve looked around the room at all the happy faces. Kane and his two princes sat on the throne. Jeff and
Matt nuzzling against Kane.
Rhyno and Raven smiling at each other, looking like they just wanted to bolt from the room and go make
love. They had just recently been bonded and they couldn't get enough of each other.
Shane and Test sat together, holding hands. Shane wore a huge grin. All his wishes had come true, Test and
him were finally bonded.
Benoit, Jericho, and Lance were inseparable. They haven't been bonded yet, but I don't think that's
necessary. Benoit has been looking kinda tired lately, but I never heard him complain once. Looking at
Jericho and Lance, who would?
Ouch! Kurt just jerked my leash. What? Can he read my mind, too?
The room goes silent as Hunter and Christian enter. Christian looks as beautiful as his brother did the day he
walked down the red carpet. Hunter walks proudly with Christian hanging on to his arm for support.
Christian looks a little unhappy. He must miss his brother. Wonder if Christian knows that Kane called off the
hunt for Marcus and Edge?
The ceremony is over and everyone starts to celebrate. Steve smiles as Kurt leads him to their bedchamber.
Love was the best master of all.
~THE END~