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Lexa let out a soft groan as she laid down on her furs. It was the worst day possible, ambassadors arguing, some had the audacity to go against her views of “jus drein nau jus draun”. To sum all these mishaps up, gaia and the rest of her handmaidens are on her case about safety and healing.
It’s been three months since Titus shot her, three months since she declared blood must not have blood , 2 months since skaikru ambushed her warriors and 2 months since Clarke left her to go back to arcadia.
Since then peace has been reluctantly brokered between the clans but it wasn’t without its daily disputes and the principles and morals. More than once was she accused of favouring skaikru. If only they knew that the skaiprisa ended her relationship with lexa as the tension brewing was too much for her to handle. She wanted to make it work but they were destined to be leaders and it led to more harm in their relationship than good. In the end clarke told her that she had to leave and that she has to take care of her home and family. It hurts but lexa understands …but that doesn’t stop the occasional loathing and hurt.
She laid still and closed her eyes, willing herself to go to sleep when a searing pain hit her arm. Her eyes shot up and she sat up abruptly holding her arm in agony “jok” she cursed gritting her teeth as the pain subsided into a throb and she panted as she let go of her arm and inspected it.
Her eyes widened and she froze, she didn’t know if this was a nightmare or if the fates were testing her.
She gulped as she stared at her arm as if it were a bomb
She touched it in hope that it would fade away as an illusion
It didn’t budge, it didn’t smudge.
The thick wording could never be misunderstood
It almost mocked
With a deep breath she brought her arm near the light and there it was *RAVEN*
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Raven moaned and threw her head back as wick fucked her. She was drunk and needed a distraction.
She ran her nails down his back as he drove into her, it was comfortable, it was familiar. As she felt her release coming, she tightened her arms around him and it all happened in a flash.
She screamed as she clenched around his cock, at the same time she felt a searing pain shoot through her arm, she let go of wick and pushed him away gripping her arm, wick stumbled back confused and dazed as she sat up clutching her arm to her body.
She felt the pain subside and could finally breathe again. “You okay love?” Wick asked her snd she inwards cringed at the name “out” she grunted and turned away from him. This was the worst way possible to get the mark. She was scared wick was her soulmate, she would rather cut her arm off snd on the other hand, she didn’t want to tell her future mate, she got the mark while being fucked into her bed. Oh well wasn’t that good anyway. A part of her didn’t want it and a part of her craved it. She wanted someone who’ll love her and she hopes to god it wasn’t some skaikru asshole. She held onto to her arm in fear of seeing the name of the person she would spend her life with.
Once she was certain she was alone, she took a deep breath and uncovered her arm looking down.
Her breath hitched as her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
She eyed the letters on her arm
She was beyond confused and frustrated as she scratches her arm lightly
She has never met anyone named *ALEXANDRIA*