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Syn

"So my mother lied for them?" I asked. They all nodded and I sat back in my seat. It shouldn't have hurt as much, but it did. Before I died, I tried to get closer to my mother. And I thought we had, but she let my murderer go free? It didn't matter that he was her son, so was I...the least he deserved was jail time.

"I need to speak with her," I said as I stood up from the table.

My father's eyes widened and he shook his head. "You can't right now!"

"Why not?"

"It's too dangerous," he said. "And it's late, she could be sleeping."

I scoffed. "Her dead son just came to life. Sleep matters? I have to have a few words with her." Before he could say anything else I snapped my fingers. When I opened my eyes I was still surrounded by everyone and they looked at me in confusion. I snapped once again but nothing happened. "What the fuck?!"

"Your powers aren't working?" Xavier asked.

"No, it's not fucking working." I snapped my fingers a few more times yet nothing happened once again. "Why isn't it working?"

They all glanced at one another and I waited for someone to speak. "Why are my powers gone?!"

"Umm...maybe it has something to do with you dying," Cleo suggested.

"Yeah, no shit."

"You're still an asshole," Cleo pouted as she crossed her arms.

"It'll come back soon," my father spoke up.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"I just have a feeling," he shrugged as he looked around. What the fuck?  I didn't know what it was but I couldn't help but think they were hiding something from me. Being this clueless made me feel like I was going insane.

"Well Cleo, make a portal to Jeradua so I can speak to my mother," I said.

"Syn just wait," Xavier said. "I don't think you should go right now. Just wait until another day when you're more...adjusted." I didn't feel like doing what he said but Xavier usually made the right decisions when it came to helping me. I trusted him.

"Fine," I said.

"It's late, you all should just spend the night," Lucifer said.

I glanced at James who fell asleep on the couch and I got up to take him to his room but Lucifer beat me to it. I watched as he gently lifted James from the couch and walked up the stairs. I was glad to see that he stepped up like I had asked him to but I felt a bit out of place. The world moved on for years without me. What was I supposed to do now?

I snapped myself out of my thoughts when Xavier hugged me again. "I'm so glad you're back."

I sighed. "Glad to be back."

Lucifer rushed back down the stairs and smiled at me. "I don't think I have to show you where your room is, do I?" he asked. That he didn't. We always came here during the summer when I was younger. I was left alone here most of the time with the guards but I kept myself entertained somehow.

I nodded and dismissed myself to go to my bedroom. I took in the familiar surrounding of the barely decorated room and shut the door behind me. There wasn't much to it, but it was clean. That's all I needed.

I removed my clothes and crawled into the large bed. Turning off the lights, I laid on my back and stared at the dark ceiling. It felt comfortable but something was wrong. I couldn't exactly pinpoint it but my chest ached. My legs were yearning to walk to a destination I had no idea about and it was almost painful.

It was like I was needed somewhere but nowhere at the same time. A part of me was being pulled to that unknown destination and the other was content being alone.

I groaned and switched positions on the bed thinking it would help, but nothing did. Eventually, I slipped into a forceful and agitated slumber.

꧁꧂

The sunlight peaked into the room and landed on her beautiful caramel skin. Her curly black hair was fanned over the pillow and she hummed a random tune she had been listening to all day. My eyes trailed her naked curves next to me and I couldn't hold back anymore.

I moved to her side of the bed and laid a kiss on her shoulder and gently glided my hand down her hip as she laughed softly. That laugh. I don't know how it managed to unnerve me every time it found its way to my ears.

She lifted herself on her forearms and swung her head in my direction. Her brown eyes landed on mine and she looked at me seductively. I didn't think I had a heart that could be stopped as it did for the people in the movies, but somehow, she did it.

"Syn," she moaned as she laid her hand on my shoulder and I moved closer to her. "Fuck me."

I responded to her by flipping her over onto the bed and she giggled as her back landed on the soft mattress. I planned on having my mouth on every inch of her body. Starting with her-

꧁꧂

I shot up from the bed with a gasp and my chest fell and rose quickly as I looked around the room. My bed was empty and there were no signs of anyone being in here. I woke up completely alone, the only company being my pool of sweat in the bed and my rigid hard-on.

I was never the type to have wet dreams before. I heard about them but I could call myself immune to them before that dream.

I threw the covers off of me in the now hot room and caught my breath as I stared up at the ceiling. Who is she? I thought. I closed my eyes and I could visibly picture her body as if I had taken a picture in my mind. Her eyes, her face, her body, her- touch...engraved into my mind and my skin.

What the fuck?

The more I thought about her, the stiffer I grew. It got to the point where it was unbearable and I needed a shower. A cold shower.

I hopped out of the bed and quickly walked to the shower and flipped it on. Not bothering to check the temperature, I stepped into the walk-in shower and the freezing cold water. The ice-cold liquid trailed down my body and I took deep breaths to calm myself down.

My cock was still harder than a rock and I ran my hands through my now damp hair. I tried to keep away images of her from my mind but they popped up one after another. Soon, I gave up and let them flood my mind instead of fighting them any longer.

Who are you?

Seeing as there was no other way to relieve myself, I groaned and wrapped my hand around the base of my shaft. A part of me was ashamed of myself for doing this. For giving in to the mundane delicacy that teenage boys found themselves doing. I never tried to before but now, I wanted it. I NEEDED it. That was what surprised me the most. I never truly felt as out of control as I did right now.

I laid my free hand flat against the marble wall and steadied myself as I moved my hand up and down the length of my dick. She appeared at the forefront of my mind once again and I groaned.

Syn, fuck me.

Her voice rang in my ear and I quickened my pace. I imagined her thighs wrapped around my waist as I buried myself in her. The sound of her moans filled my mind and I felt myself getting close.

Syn.

I groaned loudly as my body shook with a familiar sensation. My hands turned into a fist against the wall and as the pressure grew I relentlessly continued my mission.

Queen

My toes curled and I buried my face into my pillow to stop from screaming. I was on the verge of another orgasm and I had no idea why. I hadn't touched myself but here I was going crazy over nothing.

Thankfully, Dimitri left for work so he wasn't here to witness this mess. I twisted in the sheets and tears streamed down my face as my core ached and butterflies flew across my stomach. My thighs clenched with a strength they had never before, but it released no tension.

"Fuck," I moaned. I tiredly got up but collapsed as I came again. I took a few deep breaths to calm down as I relaxed when suddenly, the feeling rose and started over again. My body grew weak with the continuous unknown torture and I refused to go through it again.

I crawled to my nightstand and moved to the familiar bottom drawer and pulled out the vibrator I got at a party with Cleo. I kept it so she would quit pestering me but I NEEDED to use it. I used the last bit of my strength to rip open the package and throw it to the floor. I eyed the small item for a few moments before clicking the button and letting it roar to life.

I parted my legs and moved the small item to a special spot that a special someone had shown me all those years ago and I screamed in pleasure as my back arched.

My hands almost by instinct moved the item the way Syn had in the past and I took myself to the edge. I hadn't experienced anything like this since...

Syn

I stopped moving my hand but a new feeling continued and my eyes widened. I leaned against the cold shower wall and groaned loudly as my cock stiffened again. It twitched for relief and I brought my hand back down.

My eyes rolled back into my head as my hand pumped my hard member continuously. After a few moments, I became completely undone and I laid my head against the wall of the shower tiredly. What the hell just happened?

"Woah," I said out of breath as a lazy smile found its way onto my face. Did my mind just conjure up the girl of my dreams? This was different from my usual blank dreams or nightmares but I welcomed it with a completely open mind.

Whatever figment of my imagine she was, I wished to dream of her again.

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Author's Note
I-

Well...damn.
Did anyone else forget about their soul-binding ceremony?💀 That's one way to find out it still works😭
Idek what to say, to be honest 😂Wait! Syn dreamt of Queen😏 We all know where this is going...

I can't wait to start consistently uploading on the 28th😩.
Lmk your thoughts on the chapter✨