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Robin grabbed my face and turned me toward him. "Oh, you silly pup, think about it," Robin exclaimed. “Fate is cruel but not so cruel as to rip mates from one another after being together for only a blink of an eye. Dianthe is the daughter of a god; I am an extremely long-lived Fae. You and Daniel would live mortal lives. A handful of decades growing old and withered while we stay in our prime. That is cruel beyond cruel. Once the bonds are completed our lives are all tied together. We age together and hopefully if the fates are smiling, one day millennia from now when this world has become to weary, we will all lie down and rest together in the hereafter."
It was mind-boggling and not something I had ever truly thought about. In my wildest dreams, the most I had ever prayed for was a mate to call my own and pups to love. To give the affection and care that I never had. They would grow up strong and with honor—Alphas in their own rights. While Dia and I grew old together watching our children and grandchildren grow and move on as the pack expanded and changed.
This was beyond my comprehension. The fact that we had, in essence, become immortal was both exhilarating and terrifying. My mind was racing to take it all in.
"What if one of us is killed, do we all die? If a hunter took me down would it end Dia as well?" The absolute horror of that thought sent fear shooting straight into my heart.
"No," Robin said. "If one of us passes then we all feel it. The same if any of us are in extreme distress or pain. There is a link connecting us all together. If that is severed, it will feel like a limb has been cut off.
“We would want to die, and very easily we can choose to do so. It is a choice that we will each have to make at the time. To go on and live without the other is not an easy choice but I have seen others do it.
“The bond we have is rare but not to the point it has not been done. It's just been so many years since anyone has wanted that kind of commitment. With Dianthe, it was instantaneous. I knew from the moment I saw her that she was mine, just as you did. There will never be another like her, and I will spend my eternity loving that female above all others."
I couldn’t help it, I smirked. "Even me?" I fluttered my eyelashes at him and made a moue of my lips. The twelve-year-old that still lived deep inside of me came out to play. The seriousness left Robin's eyes and he threw back his head and laughed until the sound filled the hallways around us.
Robin reached out and slid an arm around my waist drawing me closer. "Oh, puppy," he gasped. "What am I to do with you?”
I had never felt so carefree before. The world did not seem the dark and dreary place it had in the past. Robin and I stood in the hallway laughing over juvenile behavior and the worries of life did not seem quite so bad.
“Where to now, oh mighty Puck,” I asked him. “You are the only one of us who knows where he’s going. So you are in the lead of this adventure.”
Robin watched me for a moment; I could almost see the cogs turning in his head. After a few moments of silent perusal, he told me. “Follow me, my furry friend, and I will show you my world.”
The next few hours were filled with astonishing revelations. The world as I had seen it was nothing in comparison to this one. I had always thought of myself as open-minded but the mind-set of the court Fae was staggering. It was almost as if there were no taboos and very little order. That was until the moment we came into the presence of Oberon.
Robin had been showing me the grounds. After hours of watching the day-to-day running of the palace we were in, I was mentally exhausted. I had seen more deceit, politicking, and pandering in one afternoon than I had in a lifetime of pack life. The Puck assured me that not all Fae were like this but the court Fae, especially in the Sidhe of the light persuasion, were notorious for their machinations.
Now we took our time