Help! Five Beast Alphas Want To Breed Me!!(BL)

Elian;

”I didn’t tell them... About me.... About me being a Primordial...” I confess, and she pauses.

Aunt Selthía doesn’t speak. She just listens. And that somehow makes this easier.

”They only found out about it because I... said it in my sleep,” I add as I press a hand to my chest, feeling the panic twist again.

”I didn’t mean to hide it. I wasn’t trying to deceive them. I just... I didn’t know how to say it. I was scared they’d see me differently and I... I didn’t... I don’t want that.” I add, and her thumb gently strokes my cheek.

”And now?” She asks, and I feel my lip wobble.

God, I hate how easy it has become for me to turn emotional.

”Now I think I’ve ruined everything.” The words tremble out of me, and Aunt Selthía remains rigid. Just staring at me.

”I keep wondering if they’re already treating me differently. If they’re afraid. If they think I’m... dangerous. Or strange. Or...”I close my eyes, and a lone tear escapes.

”If I’ve already lost them.” I croak, and I hear Aunt Selthía sigh. Before cupping my face fully.

”Elián, listen to me.” She begins, and my eyes open.

”Those boys adore you.” She adds, and I blink at her.

Adore is a rather strong word.

”They do,” she insists softly, like she heard my thought.

”I’ve watched them more than you know. Zephan is protective enough to challenge the gods if you ask him to. And Zethar...” her lips curve

”...that boy would tear apart a mountain with his bare hands if it meant keeping you safe.” She adds, and I pause.

Not exactly knowing this feeling that blossoms in my chest at her words.

”They are logical,” she continues. ”They are rational. And above all, they care deeply. Being a Primordial doesn’t change that.” She speaks like the boys personally told her this.

She wasn’t in the room with me. She didn’t see how they reacted. How they looked...

”But...”

”No,” she cuts in gently.

”No buts.” She adds as her hand slides down to rest on my shoulder.

”Whatever fear you’re drowning in... it is yours. Not theirs.” She says softly, and I pause to process her words.

Then she taps my chest.

”And your heart is wearing your fear right now.” She adds, and a shaky breath escapes me.

Then, she smiles at me. A soft, warm, almost motherly smile as she steps back.

”Come,” she invites as she waves me over.

”Join me.” She adds, and I blink.

”...join you?” I ask in bewilderment, and she nods.

”In my Mana Flow stretches..” She replies as she gestures to the garden floor.

”It helps steady one’s mana. Helps quiet the mind. And helps you remember you’re more than the fears twisting your heart.” She explains, and her serpents on the floor lift their heads, watching us.

I hesitate... but she extends her hand.

And I take it.

She guides me through the first pose. It’s awkward... I wobble, my arms shake, but a ribbon of light forms around, and I watch in wonder as it flickers uncontrollably.

”Breathe. Again. Good. Lift your spine. Yes. Feel the mana, don’t force it.” She says as her hands adjust my posture, and I’m left wondering if I have mana... or what it even is...

Warmth, however, spreads through me... calm, steady, cleansing... and for the first time today, my thoughts stop spiralling.

We move through stretches, slow shifts, and flowing motions that feel strangely instinctive.

Her serpents slither around my feet, brushing gently against my skin, and somehow it doesn’t frighten me.

When she finally lets go of my arm, I realise my heartbeat is steady.

My chest feels lighter, and Aunt Selthía is smiling at me.

”There,” she says softly.

”See? Not so fragile after all.”

She coos, and a small laugh slips out of me... unplanned but real.

I watch a ribbon of soft blue light form around me... then a ribbon of red... and gold... and white...

And soon enough, I look like Saturn with so many rings twirling parallel to each other. They never clash, and all have their different tones, intensity... and... feel.

”What are these ribbons?” I question Aunt Selthia, who has now stopped to look at me and seems to be staring at me in wonder and awe.

”Mana... so much... mana... As expected of a primordial, I guess.” She replies, and just then, and green ribbon appears and starts swirling around me as well.

I don’t know why seeing all the makes me happy, but I smile up at Aunt Selthia.

”Thank you,” I whisper, and her expression softens again.

”You are always welcome, Elián,” she whispers, and I smile.

She pats my cheek fondly and then stands beside me,

”Come. Again. Let your mind rest.”

And as we move through another pose... her guiding me, mana swirling gently around us... I realise something:

For the first time all day...

I feel safe.

Queen Selthia may be younger than Queen Cassia, but she... gives me this similar undertone of... motherliness.

However, unlike Queen Cassia, who is ever willing and open to giving love, Queen Selthia seems unsure of it.

Like she’s just learning. Not learning how to love, but learning how to express it.

Learning how to... let herself love.

She’s a good woman. That’s an undisputable fact, and now... here with her doing these.. Yogaish poses, I’m glad I came to Nagari.

I’m glad I met her. Maybe I can help her? Maybe that’s my reason for coming here?

I noticed that her relationship with Zephan and Zethar isn’t all cosy and sunshine. They act like business partners.

That’s odd, isn’t it? Wouldn’t they all be happy if they were warmer with each other?

Family is like an embrace always waiting for you after the world deals you a few blows too hard... at least that’s what I’ve learned here.

Zephan and Zethar are my Alphas. I’ll help them fix their family and bring warmth and joy into this castle!!

I just need to know... how.