Why are my parents doing this?

No matter how much I begged them or pleaded with them all they just wouldn't listen to me.

I didn't want this to become such a giant spectacle like this. It's kind of embarrassing to have all of the Legion Leaders Royalty to have to come to my rescue when I know they have their own worries and lives to contend with.

But my family and others have tried everything within their powers to try to get rid of my unknown stalker.

Even the Royal Oracle can't find a way to release me from my terror.

It seems so helpless.

He comes in through my dreams. Hunting me like I was his prey. Always staying in the shadows so I can never identify his face. It's cowardly of him if you ask me and the things that he says to me will always forever haunt me.

It's been months of having these fitful nightmares, at least four times a week he creeps into my head while I try to sleep, taunting me with his endless threats and basically making me feel like he wants to devour my very soul.

I've lost so much weight since this has all started, the worry and fear are all but consuming me.

Why can't he just leave me the hell alone?

I don't know why he has chosen to torment me. I'm nothing special.

Each time he visits me in my dreams it's like it drains the very life force from me. I wake up weak and disoriented, I can't keep going on this way.

This is exactly why my parents decided to get involved. After all the spells that they have tried to cast to rid me of this...well the only thing I can think to call him is demon or either monster, but nothing has worked, so far.

This is one of our last options. With not knowing what else any of us could do, my family has called for this urgent meeting on my behalf.

And I hate it.

I hate all of this. The very thought of being singled out for whatever purpose, this monster has chosen me to latch on to me, it's basically driving me completely and utterly mad.

"Are you okay honey?" Seeing the look on my mothers worried face only makes this all more devastating. I never wanted her to have to ever worry about me like this.

This demon is taking so much from me. From us. I don't know how much more they or even I can take?

"Yes. I'm fine. I just hate this." I remorsefully tell her sighing in frustration.

We're standing just beyond the stage, where my parents are about to make the big announcement to all of the Legion Leaders that have so graciously taken the time out of their busy and hectic schedules to be here.

It's daunting.

"We will find a way Starla. There has to be a way to stop him." She tries to assure me.

"I know." I sigh out.

This monster has done nothing but cause major problems for me and family as well.

Even my brothers are doing whatever they can for me. I love them for caring so much but they shouldn't have to deal with any of this. It's so not right.

"Just wait back here until your father makes the announcement. Then you can come unto the stage and show them all just how strong you are for facing your demons." She tries to encourage me, blessing me with one of her beautiful smiles.

"Okay." I nod my head in agreement. But still feeling anxious about this entire ordeal. I just want to get this show over with already.

"I love you." Mom, wraps me up into her welcoming arms. She's always been so strong and resilient. I just hope that one day I can be the same.

"I love you too." She means the world to me. I try to show her this by squeezing her tightly, like I don't want to ever let her go.

She backs away from me, dropping her hands to her side, giving me another beautiful smile before she saunters unto the stage.

If only I could be more like her maybe I wouldn't be putting my family through all of this bullshit.

It saddens me that they have to go through this horrendous ordeal with me.

I hear my dad speaking from the stage, finally making the shocking announcement to all of his loyal subjects in the auditorium.

He has hardly left my side ever since this nightmare of a situation has started. I don't think there is a way that I will ever be able to repay him for all that he has been willing to do for me.

"King Talon, if you have tried to get rid of this stalker that is terrorizing your daughter and failed to do so, how do expect us to be able to do something that you yourself can not do?" A Legion Leader yelled from the seats. I peek my head around the red barrier curtain to get better view of the person who has so rudely interrupted my father.

Im not surprised to see that it's the Legion Leader of the Demon Realm Malum, King Zenith, I should have guessed it would of been him to make such a scene.

He even has his astonishing six red wings extended out of his back, my guess is that he's trying to show off his distinguishing powers.

His shape shifting abilities are very remarkable. Though he is one cunning individual, always trying his best to get one up on someone.

I can't help but to shake my head in disapproval at his well known but embellished audacity.

"I'm asking for more than just your help King Zenith, I will ask that everyone here keep an ear and eye open to any and all strange or unusual activities pertaining to a Dream Walker." My father announces. I hear the shocked gasp coming from his audience. I can understand how they can be shocked over this news.

A Dream Walker is ancient but also extremely rare. We all thought they had all died out years ago. They were persecuted endlessly until none were left living, so we assumed. That is until my nightmares begun.

They were evil creatures who enjoyed tormenting their victims endlessly. That's the sole reason why they were brought down by Counsel Members in the first place.

But now one has apparently survived throughout all of these years, only to endlessly torment me now.

The one main problem that we have, besides not being able to identify my stalker, is that it's nearly impossible to kill them.

Only a special weapon forged from the very depths of the Chaos Realm is able to end their lives unfortunately.

There in lies my biggest issue, until we are able to acquire this weapon I will be forever haunted in my nightmares by this unknown demon.

"A Dream Walker? But they are extinct! How can a Dream Walker be involved if they are no more?" That came from the wicked witch of the Witch Realm, The Maga Realm, Queen Impius. She is always trying to cause trouble. Luckily my father always puts an end to her schemes before they can even manage to get off of the ground. Otherwise, she would try her hardest to take over the Royal Realm from my father for herself.

My father is far more powerful than Queen Impius can even imagine. She often tries her best to embarrass my father whenever she is provided ample opportunity to do so.

But my father has always managed to have the upper hand on her thankfully.

I drone out the proceeding arguments in the auditorium, my nerves won't be able to handle anymore drivel from some of the Legion Leaders. Although most are incredibly kind others are just unbearable.

They are way to power hungry to even think about others. I know that my current situation with the Dream Walker is a nuisance for most, especially for me and my family, but I can only hope that a few will be able to help us in our desperate time of need.

"Princess Starla King." I hear my father finally call out for me. Hesitantly, I walk up on to the stage to face the all of the others.

When I arrive at my fathers side, I hear the one word I most often dreaded to hear, being shouted from out in the audience, not from one individual but from many surprisingly.

"Mate?"

"Destined One?" The last one shouted was more of a surprising question than an acknowledgment.

I stiffen my spine, with my eyes wide opened, I view the audience in mortification. My father grabs ahold of my hand for reassurance. Honestly, I don't think I can even manage having to deal with my mates at this point in time.

My heartbeat starts to sound in my ears, terrified over what I'm witnessing.

My father leans over to me to whisper in my pounding ear, "Go behind the stage and introduce yourself to your mates Princess." He quietly suggests to me.

Nodding my head to him, because I don't I cant even speak a word at this moment, I gradually make my way back of the stage to where I was presently standing. Waiting for my apparent mates to meet me.

I don't even know who yelled out that they were my mates from the audience. I was far to shocked to even pay that much attention.

What am I suppose to do now?

They entered one by one through the long curtains, eyeing me very suspiciously.

At first glance at them all that was running through my mind at the moment was: fuck!

Big strong, handsome, and sturdy men came to stand right in front of me, they were all drool worthy, each of them are as sexy as fucking sin.

The intensity of their stares that were locked on me from them sent flutters running all through body.

I squeezed my legs together from the over stimulating view.

All of my previous thoughts of my stalker flew right out of my mind when I saw them.

Not one.

Not two.

Not even three.

But four?

Four freaking mates!

I think I might faint.

The pounding in my ears is only growing stronger. I start to sweat then a profound wave of dizziness hits.

Then my world disappears right from under my feet.

"My love."

Not again?

Please. No! No! No!

I'm in the same dark chasm I always slip into in my nightmares.

An area filled with nothing but darkness. I'm surrounded by absolutely nothing.

But I can hear him.

Where is he? I need to see his face!

"You have come to me yet again, love." I hate when he calls me that.

"Where are you? Show yourself!" My voice echoes throughput the empty chasm back to me hauntingly.

"I'm right here love. I've been waiting for you." His voice is so deep and gruff. Just hearing the tone of it sends shivers all over me.

"Please leave me alone. What have I ever done to you?" I scream, turning around in circles. But he never makes himself known.

"I could never leave you alone love." He chuckles. The sound is of his laughter is horrific. It's like he's standing right beside me.

I reach my arms out, trying to find the source of the creepy voice, but all I feel is cold dead air.

"It's almost time my love." What? What does he mean by that?

"Time for what?" My voice quivers.

"Time for you to finally be mine. Forever!" What? No! Never!

"Leave me alone!" I shakily yell. Tears are starting to well up in my eyes.

"Please." I sigh in between my own sobs. "Leave me alone!" I beg.

"Never love." I feel his touch gently run across my cheeks.

I wake up screaming. "Nooooo!"

Someone grabs ahold of my upper arms, I start to thrash around, screaming out for them to release me.

"Let me for! Let me go?" Swinging my arms out of the person grasp quickly, I spring up to my feet unsteadily.

Nearly falling over before someone tries to catch me. Feeling their touch sends me into a complete panic.

"Don't touch me!" I scream.

"Starla!" Hearing my father abolish me breaks me out of my frantic trance.

"Daddy?" I run into his arms. My entire body is shaking within his.

I have never been so scared before.

"It was him. Daddy. He won't stop!" Leaning my head down on his chest I break into hysterical sobs. "Please make him stop!" I can't understand why this keeps happening to me.

"I'm trying princess." I can hear the desperation in my fathers tone. Leaning my head back I notice the sadness in his eyes.

I did this to him.

"I'm so....sorry daddy. I was so scared. He t-tou-touched me. I felt it. It felt so real." I could feel him just like I can feel my dads arms around me. If he can do that, then what else can he do to me in the chasm?

"Who the hell touched you?" I jump in my fathers arms. The intense voice that's coming from the right of me startled me for a second. Turning my head in that direction I notice we have an unsuspecting audience.

"Who touched you baby girl?" I recognize him. Though he has changed somewhat from the last time I've seen him. I would recognize him anywhere.

King Navin Lycos of the Vaneri Realm.

Looking over his shoulder I notice his brother, King Niko, seated in the lounge chair directly behind him.

"The demon." I whisper.

"I don't know who he is. He never shows his face." My voice trembles.

I hate that he can make me such a blubbering mess like this. I don't want to seem weak. Especially in front of them.

"Starla do remember King Navin and his brother King Niko?" My father ask dropping his hands away from me.

"Yes. I remember King Niko very vividly." I half laugh at my memory, I can feel my cheeks start to redden.

At the time I think I was more embarrassed over the situation than he was actually.

Catching him and Harem in the precarious sexual occurrence was surprising to say the least.

To catch them with my father present was one hundred times more embarrassing for me.

I knew, at the time, what sex was. I mean I do have six fathers after all. But I never seen such a live peep show like that before.

King Niko clears his throat. When I catch his eye I can tell he remembers the disruption as much as I do just from the way he diverts his eyes from me and his cheeks are starting turn a shade redder also.

"Yes well. I'll let you have some privacy," my father turns to King Navin, "you are staying for dinner right? Your rooms have already been prepared for you both."

"Yes King Talon, we would like to get know Starla a little better before we depart." Navin tells my father.

"Just call me Talon. We are sort of related now after all." My father seems a bit flustered. I can't blame him, I'm a bit flustered myself.

"Thank you...Talon." Navin nods his head, bowing at my father slightly.

I try to suppress my laughter bubbling up from inside of me over how stiff and formal Navin is acting.

He's nervous. It's kind of cute.

I grab my fathers arm before he has a chance to leave the room. "Weren't there two more? Where are they?" I ask him curiously.

"They are presently talking to Trigon. They will be here shortly. Now if you will excuse me I have to check on our other guest." He kisses me on my forehead before he leaves me alone in the library with two of my anxious mates.

Glancing over at them, I hesitate before I make my over to the sofa I was laying on previously. Sitting down slowly, I can't take my eyes off of them.

They are two very striking figures. I'm beginning to feel apprehensive with the way they are both sizing me up.

Navin walks over to other lounge chair sitting across from me, directly beside his brother Niko.

He clears his throat, leaning up in his seat, placing his elbows on his upper legs, eyeing me seriously.

"We have a lot to discuss Princess Starla." He suddenly speaks.

"Please just call me Starla." I hate it when it's so formal.

"Starla," he draws out my name, it's like an aphrodisiac loving purr. His voice is so captivating.

"We seem have devolved a problem with you having different mates from two different Realms unfortunately." I scowl.

I haven't had a chance to even think about the repercussions of having two sets of mates from two different Realms.

It can be a serious issue. How are we going to work this out?

"I see. I'm sorry. I haven't meet the other two yet. Do you know of them?" Oh no! As soon I mentioned them the two in front of me grow more intense.

"Yes we know of them alright!" Niko complains. This can't be good.

"Uhm. Is there an issue between all of you?" I don't want to be nosy but if they don't get along we may have more problems that I would like.

"Nothing we can't handle baby doll." Navin grounds out.

I love the endearment but I hate his dismissive manner toward me. I may not know them very well just yet but keeping secrets from me is not going work with me.

"No! If there is something between you all I need to know of it, otherwise this will never work out." I try make myself seem formidable.

I'm not usually so forward but if there is an issue between them all we have to resolve it quickly or else none of this will be able happen.

"It's just that...we have a past...with them." Niko says evading my question.

"Care to explain...your past?" I push the issue.

Niko begins to speak but before he can usher a word the library door opens suddenly.

My other two mates walk into the library, eyeing me questionably. They both come to sit beside me. One on each side of me.

Their tall stature and muscular frame envelopes me. I feel like a toddler seating in between them. I take a chance, glancing up to the one that's on my right.

I feel a sense of deja vu when I look into his sexy chocolate eyes. They remind me of a steaming cup hot chocolate.

Neither of them speak a word. They both glare across the room at Navin and Niko angrily.

This just keeps getting better and better!