When I growup

In another room on another floor~

The room could be said to be quite lavish.

At least to the discerning eye of the siblings who were obviously blinded by their love for the littlest, who designed the room with the help of servants.

Mind you, littlest had been five when she thought to redecorate this room after mentioning once to the other seven siblings.

In their eyes, such a beautiful, cute, innocent, loving and adorable… (many more bootlicking words, not worth mentioning.)

Should be granted her every desire and wish.

In their eyes, if littlest said slaughter, they would simply ask if grotesque to the point of vomiting or making it into something utterly beautiful.

If she asks to be entertained they will carefully ponder on her mood before beginning with the entertainment.

The siblings knew everything there is to know about the littlest making her path both clear, clean and smooth.

So far the littlest had only minor mishaps but they would dutifully clean up after her.

Now though, it is seen that some families seem quite dissatisfied with the littlest and this simply enraged the seven siblings.

How can they allow this?

Trying to insult the homeowner on such a special occasion?

Will this not make their littlest dissatisfied?

You must know that when littlest became dissatisfied the world itself trembled as if in fear, the clouds would darken, the boom of thunder could be heard and their soul shivered in fear.

It is as if a being on par with the universal species walked among them.

Should they wait and die?

Or try their best to please their most adored littlest, of course they would!

They would please her until the point she became frustrated or spoiled to the point that others became insignificant.

The siblings really wanted her to only think of them really.

They found that no one else was simply worthy enough for their precious littlest.

The third brother made sure to scan the outside world; the sky was clear, the world was normal, no booming of thunder. This showed that the littlest was not dissatisfied at all, that the littlest seems to feel--each probed the bond.

Her emotions were positive flaunting into the middle area of gloating before returning to positive once more.

Well then, they took their seats and waited for the eldest and second brother to enter.

Their servant pets stood far off to the side their heads bowed.

Both had barely taken a seat before the third spoke.

He and fourth had scanned those closest to them and found something that made them rage.

"Brother this is your second fiancé, it seems she is another scheming one. The second girl invited is from her second branch family."

The fifth brother spoke, he reached out and took the large glass of freshly pressed juice from his servant pet.

Not sparing the girl a glance.

At first, this servant pet was used to assist him in bed to ease his primal needs but now, he had learned control and saw no need to use her like that anymore except for being a servant pet.

It seems that she had accepted that as well for she had stayed silent by his side without stepping out of her place.

"mm...none would dare make a move without the first branch's instructions,"

The eldest son of the Jah family sat legs crossed pose relaxed.

His eyes were half covered by monolid and long smoothy lashes, his entire person shimmered to reveal his true form.

The difference was massive.

His silver gaze flashed as if filled with tiny bolts of lightning, his devastatingly handsome face caused one of the servant pets who dared to look directly at him to turn to dust, her soul dragged to use as sustenance.

The eldest set up a Domain level shield to keep all of their presence hidden, not wanting to draw unwanted attention but he could not help himself.

His rage was at its boiling point almost forcing him on a rampage!

How could those women!

His precious littlest had been embarrassed at her own fifteenth birthday, how could he not be furious?!

Di'amond felt as if he would explode from pent up rage.

As a half breed drakkotas from the red clan that had been thought extinct.

Di'amond is all too aware of what the youngest sister represented.

To attack her is no different from attacking him!

Them!

"Eldest brother, this…"

The eldest sister Di'la officially the fifth born whispered bofallowing her words to trail off.

The littlest is her treasure, she loved her little treasure of course when she found out that the fiancè of the eldest brother had plotted in such a way she was shocked. All of this, for what?

The full attention of a male who is not even her mate?

How can such a lowly mortal understand the hardship of a race of Drakkotas who had been slaughtered?

Their matriarch killed off along with her spawns and mates because she was growing too powerful?

Was not power the core of everything?

Her treasure had suffered so, before she could even be placed in her pod, to mature fully, her treasure had experienced hardship.

If it had not been for their mother, who even though she is a mere quarter Drakkotas once a mere foot slave to the matriarch before she had been alleviated after bonding with her fathers, would they exist?

Would her treasure exist?