Ari (Child of the Beastman Goddess)

I couldn’t eat properly because the taste and scent were intense for me even if it was made normally. I faint every now and then whenever I try to move around, especially in the morning. I felt nauseated all the time.

My spouses took great care of me despite participating in the process of making books. I couldn’t even help Tora make some clothes for Nita because of my condition.

“Tora… I feel so useless. I couldn’t do anything,” I complained.

“Nonsense, Ari! Just rest well. Bringing forth a healthy child is already a huge effort, especially in your case,” Tora said.

“Ari, are you feeling well? We’re almost done with the books. We can pack up our things and go back to Dylan’s place,” my brother said as he entered my room.

“I still feel the same, Brother. I’m getting stressed out because of not being able to do anything,” I replied.

“Just bear with it until you regain your strength. Tora and I will take care of you while your males are busy doing their tasks. By the way, why didn’t you choose to stay in either the Wolf or the Siren Tribe?” he asked.

“I had to choose that location because two of them are alphas of different tribes and I don’t want them to be irresponsible to their own tribes. Lowell said he’ll move their tribe with us. But I know for sure they can’t mix up with the Sirens. Lowell’s authority will be pushed away if it happens because Dylan is stronger. I don’t want that. Also, the Forest Wolf Tribe is quite far from the ocean, it would be inconvenient for Dylan to go back and forth to his palace,” I explained.

“I see… Don’t worry. We’ll work on it as soon as we return to Dylan’s palace,” my brother said.

“Thank you, Brother!” I exclaimed.

After finalizing the books and preparing for our departure. Dylan offered to open a portal back to his palace.

“Can I open the portal using the ring my mother gave me? You’ll be struck by lightning again if you do it again,” I asked.

“No! What if something happened to you while opening a portal?” Dylan nagged.

In the heat of the moment, I removed my necklace and hastily tried to open a portal to Gurion’s location using the ring.

“No!” Dylan screamed, trembling in fright.

All of them gasped in surprise and fright.

I successfully opened the portal without receiving any penalty. I figured it would be like this because my power has the same attribute as the barrier, making me conclude it was created by my parents since the two of them can control lightning.

“Honey! Why are you so reckless?!” Dillon roared in nervousness.

“Are you alright?!” Macan dashed to check on my condition.

“Yep! I knew it. The barrier won’t retaliate on my power because I can also control lightning,” I grinned.

“God! Babe! You scared all of us! You should have explained to us first before doing something potentially dangerous,” he scolded.

“Sorry… It’s because you won’t allow me even if I explain it, since I wasn’t sure of it either. It’s better to show it straight in front of everyone. First of all, Mother said I could use it to open a portal everywhere in the mortal land where my people are located. Gurion is one of us so it’s easier to open a portal since he lives in the palace,” I explained.

“It’s still risky, Honey. You shouldn’t do something dangerous like that,” Dillon nagged.

“Also, I couldn’t remember how the barrier started, but I know it was a barrier made by my parents to stop the previous war against my father. It won’t retaliate against the power of the light. I haven’t seen it yet so I wasn’t sure, but I remembered that Dylan was struck by lightning when he opened the portal beyond the barrier. It’s one of the proofs that it bears the attribute of light. I don’t want Dylan to be hurt again, his element will only worsen the impact of the lightning in his body,” I added.

“My goodness. Is it true?” Tora asked.

“Right. Water is a good conductor of lightning,” Macan mumbled.

“My oath has no protection ability, it can only hasten the healing of its bearer and to help me heal in case I needed,” I informed them as I looked at Dylan.

“I’ll start moving things,” my brother suggested.

“I’ll help out. Ari, please hold Nita for a moment,” she beamed.

The others started moving our belongings to Dylan’s palace. Dylan didn’t react. He still seemed extremely shaken from fright and shock.

“My dear husband, are you still mad at me?” I whispered.

He still didn’t budge so I pulled him up, then placed his hand on my tummy, “I still couldn’t feel them move inside me, but I’m aware of their presence. I know you’re just worried about us. I’m so sorry for frightening you.”

He suddenly hugged me, still trembling so I tried to calm him down with a kiss and a smile before pulling him into the portal.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Welcome back our dear goddess, forgive us for the mess inside our room,” Jala greeted us when we entered the room.

“Oh! No… It was us who intruded in your room. Sorry, I opened the portal straight to your room. I couldn’t freely open a portal anywhere else,” I explained.

“No worries… You are the wife of our alpha and this palace is your possession,” she replied.

“How’s Gurion?” I asked as I looked at the little one sleeping soundly on the bed.

“He’s been good though he cries a lot when he misses you. He’s such a sweet and caring son and sibling,” she smiled.

“It’s a relief. He’s grown a lot..,” I mumbled as I kissed him on his forehead.

“Mommy? Am I dreaming?” Gurion cried when he opened his eyes.

“Sorry… Did I wake you up? Mommy’s back. I miss you sweetie…” I whispered.

“Mommy!!!” he whimpered as he hugged me tightly.

“Hush… You might wake up your siblings,” I whispered while stroking his back.

“My wife… You can’t lift Gurion,” Dylan nagged.

“Is there something wrong with her, Alpha Dylan?” Jala asked.

“She’s pregnant, but her pregnancy is quite sensitive compared to beastmen and Immortals,” he explained.

“Oh my! Gurion! Let go of the goddess,” she scolded.

“Sorry… Just for a bit. I really miss Gurion so much,” I wept as I lifted him in my arms, hugging him tightly while remembering all the memories I had with him in both my first and third life.

“Mommy? Why are you crying? Gurion won’t cry anymore, so Mommy won’t cry anymore too. Okay? I miss you so much too, Mommy,” he wiped his tears and smiled and tried to wipe my tears too.

“Can I take him for a moment?” I asked Jala.

“As you wish, my goddess, but you can’t lift him like that, you’re pregnant,” she said with worry.

“Oh god! Babe! I told you not to lift a thing,” Macan scolded when he went back to get the other things left in Jala’s room.

“My wife, let me hold Gurion,” Dylan said as he took Gurion away from me.

“But I want Mommy Ari!” Gurion insisted while struggling from Dylan.

“Oh! You’re awake now? Don’t pester your mom, she’s not allowed to strain herself,” Dillon said upon entering the room.

“Daddy Dillon!” Gurion gasped while smiling widely.

“Did you miss me too?” Dillon asked as he took him away from Dylan.

“Yes! I miss daddy Macan and daddy Lowell too!” he grinned.

“But I’m your daddy too..,” Dylan mumbled.

“Hmph!” Gurion rolled his eyes against Dylan.

“I think he still bears a grudge on you dear..,” I chuckled.

Dylan sighed and looked defeated so I stroked his back to console him.

“Would you like to come with us and meet Aunt Tora’s female hatchling?” Dillon asked.

“Yay! A sister! I have a sister!” Gurion screamed in excitement.

“Calm down Gurion, your brothers are still sleeping,” Macan nagged.

“Oh! Sorry..,” Gurion gasped while covering his mouth.

“Sorry for the disturbance, Jala. We’ll go ahead now before your hatchlings wake up due to our noisiness,” I said.

“No worries. Feel free to stop by anytime,” she replied.

I suddenly felt nauseated for some reason so I grasped Dylan’s clothing and instinctively took a step back to refrain myself from stumbling down. He immediately caught me in his arms and lifted me up.

I thought I would feel quite good the whole day, but it turns out, it’s just a brief relief.

“Mommy? Are you unwell?” Gurion asked.

“Your mom’s going to be alright. She just needs plenty of rest,” Macan replied as we all stepped out of Jala’s room.

“Are there anything left in the room?” Lowell asked when he saw us outside.

“No, everything this is everything,” Macan replied as he gave some of the bags to Lowell.