Fated Forgiveness [Kindred of Arkadia 4](6)

By: Alanea Alder


“I’ll speak with him today. I’m not saying he’ll listen, but I’ll warn him about the potential negative side

effects on his business, if he were to piss off my pride. I swear they eat their weight in chocolate on a

weekly basis.” Liam shook his head.

“Actually, I have a favor to ask regarding the pride,” Ashby said, twisting a napkin in his hands. Liam

looked at Ashby’s nervous gesture and raised an eyebrow.

“Ashby, relax. You’re my friend. Now, what can my crazy bunch of lions do for you?” he asked, as his

hand started to rub up and down Sebastian’s back. Without conscious thought, Sebastian arched his back

and began to purr. When he realized what he was doing, his head snapped down and he looked at Liam,

Ashby and Gabriel, embarrassment flooding him. Liam leaned in and whispered, “Never be embarrassed by

how I make you feel. I think that purring is the sexiest shit I have ever heard.” Liam nipped Sebastian’s ear.

Gabriel cleared his throat and Ashby elbowed his mate, his cheeks turning pink.

“What Ashby was going to say, is that we would like to extend an invitation to the lions to visit us at the

coven house. Of all the groups here in Arkadia, your pride has been the most welcoming, especially Rian

and Talon. We’d like to foster as many friendships as possible.” Gabriel explained.

Sebastian knew that Rian and Damian had already been to the coven house a few times. He didn’t know

about the rest of the pride.

“They were probably looking to get laid,” Liam said bluntly. Sebastian’s mouth dropped and he slapped

Liam’s chest. He looked down, confused.

“What?” he asked, and Sebastian could tell he had no idea at all why he was being hit. He palmed his

forehead with his hand and shook his head. He heard a snort. When he looked up Ashby, was trying to

contain his giggles.

“I’ll explain later,” Sebastian whispered, and Liam shrugged.

“That’s cool, Gabriel. Just let me know what you’d like to do and I’ll let my guys know.”

Gabriel and Ashby stood.

“Excellent, I’ll get Roman to organize an event. We have to do something, it makes me uneasy that the

people are still nervous around us. Nervous people sometimes react in fear.” Gabriel’s eyes changed from a

deep blue to an impenetrable black before turning back to blue. Sebastian and Liam stared up at him,

unblinking.

“Cool,” Liam said. Gabriel raised a single dark brow, his eyes twinkling.

“I’m glad to see that the two of you have found your way to each other. May your mating be a happy

one.” Gabriel inclined his head before he and Ashby walked out of the diner.

“I’m glad we found our way, too,” Sebastian said quietly.

“Let’s go chat with Gilberton and then head to the pride house so we can relax and talk, would that be

ok?” Liam asked

“I’d really like that,” Sebastian said, getting choked up. Liam pulled him down and kissed him on the

top of his head.

“Come on, kitten, we’ll walk to Bobbles and Things then head home.” Sebastian hopped down and

Liam stood. Sebastian prayed to every single deity he had ever heard of that what Liam said would be true

and that the pride house would become his home.





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“Mr. Gilberton, I just had an interesting conversation with Prince Gabriel,” Liam began as he and

Sebastian walked through the door. Gilberton looked at Liam through thick, gray, bushy eyebrows and

muttered.

“What did the fag bloodsucker want?”

Sebastian’s eyes widened as he edged behind Liam, trying to make himself as small as possible.

“To discuss your attitude and blatant contempt towards not only vampires but also homosexuals, who,

by the way, make up a large percentage of your clientele,” Liam said, crossing his arms over his broad

chest, widening his stance as he stood in front of the counter. Sebastian saw that Lucy, the store’s only

employee, had backed away from the old man to stand closer to one of the display cases. The red panda

clearly did not want to be associated with Gilberton.

“I see the rumors about you mating with that little fag are true. Your parents would be ashamed to call

you their son, Liam Lewenhart,” Gilberton spat venomously.

Sebastian felt Liam tense at the mention of his parents. He placed his hand against Liam’s muscled back

in a show of support.

“Mr. Gilberton, my parents are as closed-minded as you are. Evidently you don’t need pride business or

fag money. Come on Sebastian, let’s head home,” Liam said, firmly wrapping an arm around his small

mate.