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*wiggling in a happy dance from side to side.*

Look who got husband number one last night! I squealed so hard. Now, to get Zayne.

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guys I’m losing the will to finish this but I wanted you to know Sylus is making sure Zayne is well fed

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The gods and her eyes were playing tricks on her. She had too many vodka shots with her cousin the night before, and this was a result of an extensive hangover that came with out-of-this-world hallucinations.

Right? Right!... One blink, two blink, five consecutive blinks more... MOTHERFU-

"I believe we've broken her."

This kickstarted her brain, and Lyssa lost it. Tossing throws pillows and cursing about aliens and imposters in her home with cat features.

Sylus sighed in exasperation by her antics, Zayne laughing at the hilarity of it all. Even Mephisto perched by a window, gave her a deadpanned look before flying away.

Both men sprung into action when Lyssa pulled out a gun from under their coffee table, ready to shoot.

"So fucking dramatic, little bird."

Lyssa's pupils narrowed, unable to move because her limbs were frozen onto the floor.

"Sweetheart, it's us. However, aliens? What are you seven?"

"Can someone explain to me why you two have cat ears and tails?"

"This is all on you, kitten. You wanted to have a Kitten card marathon. We woke up like this. Call it, revenge of the cards."

Lyssa registered Sylus's words and burst out laughing.

"Don't call me kitten... not when... Oh shit! Not when you have the ears and tail to match."

"Hilarious."

"Baby, don't pout. It makes you look so adorable."

Zayne shook his head and smiled at her teasing and the way she got out from being pinned and sprung on Sylus, kissing him all over the face before caressing his ears.

She then turned onto him and did the same thing. Zayne basked in the attention, purring and thinking to himself that maybe their predicament wasn't so bad.

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"I think you are wrong this time, sweetie."

The two were sitting in his office, conversing about Zayne, who was currently at work working overtime.

"No, it is something I've noticed and tested randomly."

Taking a sip of his Scotch, Sylus smirked, the look of mirth in his eyes.

"Alright kitten, I'll bite. If your observations have any merit to it, I'll do whatever you want for twenty-four hours but if not you're mine. Deal?"

She laughed "Go right ahead. I know I'm right."

That conversation took place two days ago and we now have Zayne panting underneath Sylus on one of their couches just from having his lips touched and caressed sensually.

Zayne gripped the front of Sylus's shirt "w-what are you doing?"

The man above him looked at him with a mixture of curiosity and intense heat in his gaze.

"Testing out a theory, love. Who knew such a simple touch could render you into such a state."

Sylus inhaled sharply when Zayne took his thumb into his mouth.

Lyssa hid behind another couch, taking in this delicious sight, snapping pictures as both proof and a souvenir.

She gave herself a mental pat on the back for not only winning a bet against her big crow but also being the cause of Zayne's flustered state.

All in a day's work.

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Look! It's meant to be with Lyssa in regards to these two. At the end of it all, they all live together.

Hope everybody enjoys this little click&drag game!☆

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My heartbeat has come home to me. The first time in under 15 pulls, I got a 5 star memory. I couldn't believe it.

Zayne, thank you for only knowing how to play "Little Lamb" and getting so bashful when Lyssa had her eyes on you.

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She really didn't know how he did it, but somehow Sylus managed to make a battlefield for Kitten Cards (you know like full Yughio style.)

He and Zayne declared the game a mandatory Friday night activity.

It was all fun and games until everyone started getting competitive. Which now leaves darling Lyssa pouting in frustration at Sylus' teasing and taunts.

Zayne is sitting to her left, trying not to laugh. It was sweet revenge because she had won three games in a row and was gloating at him, but now the tables have turned.

"I'm worried about you, sweetie."

She huffed. "Worry about yourself."

Sylus checked and moved a six to a blue cup, shooting his score to twenty-four.

The swaying cats and the meowing were like added taunts alongside Zayne's snickering and Sylus' smirk.

"Should I go easy on you?"

Zayne quickly pulled her into his lap, kissing the nape of her neck.

"Calm down, sweetheart."

"No thanks. I'll lose with dignity."

The game didn't last much longer after. Sylus won by an outstanding 31 to her 15.

"Better luck next time, little bird."

Zayne couldn't stop her in time from tackling their boyfriend to the ground.

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I have no words... there. That. Is. All. I. Can. Say. No. More

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"You are a menace, Sy. Can't you leave them in peace?"

Sylus chuckled, kissing at the back of her neck. What had Lyssa slightly annoyed is the groping of her breasts at 5:30 in the morning.

The sun was barely making its way in the sky, and Sylus was up to his usual shenanigans.

"You're not saying no, little bird."

She looked down at the head, resting on her tummy at the sound of muffled mumbling.

Zayne turned him head and sleepily opened his eyes, taking some time to assess what woke him up.

Just as she was going to greet him, the feeling of his hands climbing up her thighs made her moan.

Sylus, who had started biting her neck, chuckled.

"Zayne... dam you and Sylus will be the death of me."

"Wouldn't that be a way to go. Don't you agree, sweetheart?"

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The Hunter, a baby and the unexpected forming of family in unlikely place: Chapter Six

Chapter Summary: Zayne is a man that knows what he wants

AN: Super late chapter but it's here now. I can happily say this one so far is my favorite. Edited the phone conversation on Canva. Picture of model is taken off Pinterest @maincanvas.

Word Count: 2460 words

Eventual Relationships: Xavier/MC/Rafayel

Zayne/Sylus/Lyssa

Chapter Six: Say it First

Lyssa stared at the phone in her hand, her right eye twitching and the vehement urge to curse was right there, tethering at the edge.

This had one of her friends, specifically Lexie written all over it. She told her to leave well enough alone but no, did they ever listen?

Pinching the bridge of her nose, Lyssa stepped outside and paced, being mindful not to kick up grovel on the walkway.

She looked at the phone screen and the text message stared back, mocking her. She needed to hurry and change her number.

Sighing she locked the phone and sat on one of the rocking chairs. What was she to do? She could ignore him—it’s not like she had to reply to him – and turn off the phone once again. However, a part of her really wanted to respond.

Lyssa had the biggest crush on the surgeon but didn’t want to act on it. He never showed any sign of interest, and she didn’t want to waste her time besides, he and Jasmin were close.

“But why is he messaging me?”

Willing to feed her curiosity she sent a response, surprised that he sent one right back.

“Guess he’s not working today if he can respond so quick.”

Reading what he sent she rolled her eyes “But you are being forward, messaging me like we’re friends.”

She sent another text, and he sent another right back without missing a beat.

Lyssa stared once again at her phone, “Just what game is he playing at! Why did he go back?”

Pinching the bridge of her nose— something that she found to be doing too much of lately— she sighed. It wouldn’t hurt to entertain friendly conversation; God knows she needed stimulating conversation that could only be provided by another adult.

“He wanted to WHAT!? No way! This proves it, I’m in the fucking twilight zone, matrix and Bermuda triangle ‘cause there is no way, the Dr. Zayne wanted to ask me out and I have a newborn.”

She could see his typing which caused her to lean forward in anticipation. What popped up made her choke on her spit.

The video call popped up immediately making her squeak in surprise. Hesitantly, Lyssa accepted the call and had to stop herself from chucking the phone across the yard when Dr. Zayne’s face showed up.

“I’ve always been interested.”

Zayne took satisfying delight in the bewildered expression on Lyssa’s face. She looked so pretty with her hair in a bun, the way her neck was exposed and the off-shoulder sweater she currently wore. It all screamed domesticity and it suited her; she looked more relaxed.

He knows that she was an exceptional hunter, having graduated top of her class but this part of her was rare and it felt like a blessing for him having to see this side of her.

“It really is you.”

This made him gave a small smile “Why would you think it would be anyone else?”

This made Lyssa divert her eyes embarrassingly, but she quickly looked back at the phone, frowning “because Dr. Zayne you and I have always had a professional relationship and not once have you ever hinted or indicated an interest in me. Therefore, you cannot find fault in me doubting that it is you.”

“I suppose you have a point. Now that you are aware that it is me and that I am interested, would you like to spend some time together?”

“How long have you been interested?”

“For a year.”

Lyssa gasped “A year! Oh, but why now?” Wait—”

Zayne could feel the scrutiny even through the phone; he watched her pupils dilate and there was that stern look again “If you’re asking me out because of pity due to me being a single mother, I swear I’ll—”

“Lyssa. I’m asking you out because I want to; I will be honest, seeing you with your daughter made me realize I should have done this ages ago.

“Would we be having this conversation if she wasn’t in the picture?”

“Yes, we would have.”

She huffed “You seemed to have all the answers.”

Zayne shook his head in amusement “No, I just know what I want.”

Lyssa fanned herself with her free hand and cleared her throat “Well when you put it like that…I would love to go out with you.”

“Great. Are you free this Friday?”

“Yes, I’m free. I should let you know that I’ve moved out of town, so I’ll have to make my way back to Linkon.”

“Do you prefer me to pick up? My car can accommodate a car seat.”

Lyssa felt her heart flip. This man was expecting her to bring her daughter on their date.

“I appreciate the offer, but I’ll make my way to you and my daughter will not be joining us.”

“If, you’re sure.

“I am. Just send me the details and I’ll see you on Friday, Dr. Zayne.”

“Until then.”

Lyssa stood in the living room, arms crossed and watched her family with a stern expression.

Everyone was scattered around the room trying to avoid her gaze.

“I’m sure you all know why you are here besides babysitting your niece.”

Dox raised his hand “Whatever this is, I want to let you know that I had nothing to do with it.”

Roman rolled his eyes “Trust you to pull yourself clean out.”

“I am in no mood for one of her tantrums Ro.

“Excuse me. Tantrum? One of you took it upon yourselves to give Dr. Zayne Li my new contact information even though I gave explicit instructions that only members in this room should have it.”

Alexandra stood, placing her hands on her hips “Oh come off it Tweets. You are happy he messaged you. He asked you out didn’t he.”

Lyssa turned sharply in her direction, pointing a finger “That is not the point! I would have liked to have been asked permission before you gave out my number. You have no idea how shocked I was when he messaged and called me.”

The whole living room broke out in excited chatter “He asked you out!” “Holy shit, you said yes!” “Finally! When is the date? Where are you two going?”

Groaning, she hid her face behind her hands. Dam them, for meddling. Peeking between her fingers, Lyssa was greeted with grinning faces.

A voice from the front door made her turn with a speed that it looked like she teleported “Don’t be too hard on them Ly. I gave the doctor your number. Am I late to the party?”

The newcomer was scooped up into the Hunter’s arms “Put me down! Two years and you’re still with this.”

“Shut it pipsqueak, endure my hugs as punishment for your transgressions.”

“Dramatic much. I helped you get the guy you were crushing on, did I?”

Lyssa unexpectedly rushed out the door and into the yard, separated herself from them, then gave a hard kick that had them crashing through the trees.

“Fucking brat! Don’t you and Lexie ever get tired of playing matchmaker? All you had to do was let me handle it, Onyx.”

Jumping to the side, she avoided the sting of a whip.”

Onyx came running out the tree line, battle ready and grinning “Ha! Let you handle it? You’ve had a massive crush on the man for day one and never made a move. I had to do something, wait any longer and your ovaries would have shriveled into non-existence.

Lyssa released the control she had on her Evol and summoned a bow staff. She sent a blast followed by a few jabs to Onyx’s pressure points. The cyan-haired girl dodged, and counter attacked with a few cracks of her whip.

The two went back and forth, shooting insults as well as attacks. The others were eating popcorn and placing bets on the porch. Just a typical Tuesday afternoon. Little Ella sat on Alexandra’s lap clapping her hand, giggling.

Stepping into the shop, Zayne looked around, taking in the many shelves filled with literature. He had time to pick up some books before meeting Lyssa at the café.

Moving forward, he casually moved through the rows, skimming the titles; nothing really piqued his interest. That was until he entered an open space.

Nothing short of being surprised, he took notice of his date across from where he stood. His eyes took in Lyssa braced against a bookcase fully engrossed in a graphic novel. His eyes travelled along the length of her body, appreciating how she looked from her hairstyle to her outfit; black was such a sexy color on her.

His hand twitched; he wanted desperately to touch. How was it possible for one person to make him want to act on his impulses?

Moving forward, he came up behind her, leaning until his lips hovered over her ear “If you’re not careful, someone will carry you away.”

Turning slowly, her eyes met his and he wanted to get lost in her violet gaze. The excitement within them made his stomach flip.

“Are you that someone? If so, I won’t mind. Hello Dr. Zayne.”

“Lyssa.”

“It appears that you and I have the same idea. I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“This establishment is known for having a wide selection of books. I thought I would check it out before meeting with you.”

Smiling, she replaced the novel on the shelf “My first time coming in here, but I like what I see so far. I’ll have to come back… Since we are both here, I know it’s a bit early but if you want to go to the café, we can head out.”

“No, we still have time. How about we start the date now. Pick whatever books you want, my treat.”

“Careful doctor, you’re spoiling me already and we’ve only just started.”

Zayne gave a chuckle “I see no issue.”

Moving closer, Lyssa looked up at him “Let’s make a deal. We both share the things we like and enjoy the date together. I don’t want you to just focus on my enjoyment; I want you to have a great time too.”

“Just having you here next to me is making my day.”

Lyssa could feel her cheeks heat up “Keep talking like that and I’m going to kiss you, Zayne.”

“That isn’t much of a threat.”

“It wasn’t. Just wanted to give you a heads up of what will happen if you keep sweet-talking me.”

Zayne reached out to cup one of her cheeks in his hand. The warmth of her skin left his hand tingling. He observed as she shuddered as he stroked her skin with his thumb “Come on, go pick whatever you want, I too need to get a few books.”

He smiled at the pout on her lips and watched as she walked away, taking in the curve of her hips. She was temptation on legs. Why did he wait so long to ask her out again?

Oh, right. He was too much in his head.

After the bookstore they went to the café for lunch, where Lyssa learned that Zayne did not like carrots but had a sweet tooth that could rival her own.

He in turn learned that she could bake just about anything but can’t cook to save anyone’s life.

“How is that possible? Doesn’t cooking and baking follow the same principles?”

“Every time I try to cook, something always catches on fire. ALWAYS. Yet, when I bake, things are just natural. I can’t explain it.”

Conversation flowed between the two and Lyssa found herself smiling so much that her cheeks were starting to hurt but she didn’t care; Zayne was great a great conversationalist, adding intellect and dry humor was just a bonus. He was also such a gentleman.

They left the café and took a walk through a shopping district until they arrived at one of Linkon city’s parks.

They were sitting on a bench, facing a pond and Lyssa was feeding some ducks.

“Thank you for this.”

He looked at her, gaze soft “I think I should be thanking you for agreeing to come out”

Raising a brow, she chuckled “Couldn’t you have said ‘you’re welcome’? Come on Zayne, I wanted to be here just as much as you want me to be here.”

“Is that true?”

Throwing the last of the bread to the ducks, she dusted off her fingers and turned her whole body to face Zayne.

“I’m going to confess something to you… I’ve had a crush on you from the moment our eyes met when Dr. Waverly included you in my case. I tried to push it at the back of my mind, but as time passed, every interaction, the days we would have to meet, I couldn’t ignore those feelings anymore. Eventually, I gave up believing that there would be anything between us.

You’ve never showed interest, and I refused to make a fool of myself by coming to you confessing. That’s why our relationship has always been professional in nature. So, believe me when I say that I’m elated being here with you. Dam, what a mouthful.”

Zayne took her face in his hands, running both thumbs along each cheek; leaning forward, his lips hovered above hers, seeking permission. “Kiss me please, Zayne.”

Closing the gap, he kissed her slowly, savoring the taste of her lips against his. He felt her hands run along his arms until they came to rest on his shoulders.

The sensations he felt were unlike anything he’d ever felt. It felt like his whole body was on fire and when he felt her tongue run along his lips, asking for entry, he couldn’t help the growl that came from the back of his throat.

The kiss became deeper with him cradling the back of her neck in one hand while the other lay on her hip.

At one point, Lyssa found herself on his lap. The two of them forgetting they were in a park and at any time someone could walk along the path and find them.

However, they were lost in each other. It felt like forever but eventually their lips parted.

Zayne observed the blissful look on her face and the way her eyes were glazed over. Her lips were swollen from all the biting he did to them; he wanted to do it again.

“Go out with me again.”

Blinking slowly, her gaze came back into focus, and she looked at him “I’ve never been kissed like that before. Can I look forward to having more kisses on all our future dates, Dr. Zayne?”

He let out a laugh “Yes, as many as you can handle.”

“Then I’ll be happy to go out with you again.”

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"Is she doing this on purpose?"

"It is possible. She has never done anything like this before."

Sylus and Zayne simultaneously tilted their heads to the side, making them touch.

They so happened to come across one of the rarest sights known to mankind... Lyssa, wearing a miniskirt, the ones with pleats.

She was currently leaning over the kitchen counter, reading a book, hips swinging from side to side hypnotically.

"I'm highly tempted to run my hands down the back of her thighs."

"Judging by the way she just arched her back and gave a little wiggle, I think she wants that."

They made eye contact, "And won't you indulge, kitten?"

Zayne rolled his eyes. "Can't let you have her all to yourself."

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Sylus looked at his phone and gave a little chuckle before aiming the camera at Lyssa, who is currently lying star-fish style on the living room carpet.

She was singing slightly off key, and a bottle of red wine was clutched in one hand.

"Who knew you were such a lightweight, kitten."

Lyssa giggled and with her free hand, started blowing kisses at him

Sylus couldn't keep the goofy grin from off his face.

A/N: just something short and silly cause I'm currently intoxicated from drinking half a bottle of red wine.

I graduated from college today and had my two celebratory glasses of alcohol. I'm happy!

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Lyssa has this thing she does when she is thinking too hard or just lost in a task; she puffs out a cheek. Just one.

You won't notice unless you pay keen attention. Due to Zayne being highly observant, he takes notice and thought at first it was just something Lyssa did by chance.

However, as time passed, he realized she did it so often that it's a wonder she doesn't complain about cheek pain.

The upside for him is that he started sneaking up on her and biting the cheek until it became a game the two played.

Other times, he uses the act as an excuse to kiss her until she's breathless.

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The warmth of her skin under his hand felt like it was buzzing with energy. The smooth texture and inviting shimmer from her lotion made him give the plump thigh a squeeze; unable to resist.

Sylus gave a little hum as Lyssa wiggled in her sleep. The sound of his name leaving her lips made his blush. How riveting it is that even in sleep, she dreamt of him, whispered his name as if in reverence, calling out to him.

There, she lay at his side, entrusting her safety to him, allowing herself to be cushioned and engulfed by his aura. Sylus leaned down, burying his nose between the junction of her shoulder and neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent.

"My heart," He breathes on her skin, leaving caressing kisses, giving thanks to whatever gods that sent her his way.

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Meet by baby Lyssa Williams. Saracstic little bird that can bake just about anything but can't cook for shit; loves to sing and read. She may be an introvert at times but can turn up when need be and will take no one's BS.

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There was a vast difference between living on your own and living together with someone.

For one, Zayne never liked coming home to an empty house. That lonely feeling, empty rooms, and chilling isolation was too much, even for someone like him. That's why he spent most of his time at the hospital or volunteering.

Now, the sound of music is the first thing he hears when walking through the door. Other times, it's either Lyssa being sound asleep on the couch or awake reading.

Her smile, bright eyes, and soft greeting made him feel warm.

If she's not around, then it was Sylus with the pet names and teasing smirk that made his ears go all red. He was the one that cooks for them (cause Lyssa couldn't cook to save anyone's life) and was such a cuddler.

The Onychinus leader, even though spending his time between the N109 zone and in Linkon, was a constant presence and is always there when needed.

Having both of them in his life eased the loneliness and coming home was something Zayne looked forward to.

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She didn't have an episode like this in years; the erratic flaring of her Evol or the ringing of her ears that caused blood to trickle out of them.

There was a sensation like prickling needles under her skin that felt so familiar. She hated it and wanted relief.

What triggered her episode? Oh, that mission that should not have been assigned to her. The Association knew enough details about her past to have prompted the relevant department to have sent that assignment to someone else.

Years of paranoia and instinct are telling her this was deliberate, but why... why now?

She was on the verge of unconsciousness; a flash of blue and red was the last thing she saw before passing out.