“Are you concentrating, kitten?” Atlas mused his voice thick with entertainment.
I reminded myself for the thirtieth time to ignore him and focus on the task Adelina gave me. It was going horribly, and Atlas found endless amusement in my outbursts and momentary losses in temper.
Atlas had already connected with water, and Alette had been coaching him on how to truly manipulate the magic surrounding his element. Apparently, we all had our own magical signature. The way one wove the threads of magic was totally unique. I longed for when I would finally connect with water and end this boring cycle.
“You scrunch your nose when you concentrate, did you know that?” He smirked, and I willed myself to remain calm, to keep myself loose and relaxed. “I don’t mean to pry, but it’s just so very adorable.”
Steam billowed from the pool of water I was hunched over, and a furious squeal left my lips when my concentration wa
She was walking our way when I noticed, and it was far too late to try and cover the look of surprise on my face. Her long ears twitched and her fingers came up to touch the thick braid of hair that hung over her shoulder.“Make yourselves comfortable.” She told the two of us, her voice both warm and soft. “The tailors will be here shortly.”“Tell me, are you related to the previous water nymph?” Atlas asked, with a tilt of his head. His towering height and deep voice made him horribly intimidating. The water nymph flushed, most likely from a bit of fear. It was a strange sight, considering her pale blue skin. Her blush seemed to turn her a few shades deeper, almost cerulean in color. “Or is there another reason you’re wearing her face?”“Oh—well, it was Adelina’s idea.” She sputtered, her personality far different from Melia’s. Whoever she was, she was flustered and a bit afraid
I could hear the pattering of their feet as they echoed down the hall, and had just enough time to turn to Adelina and voice the question burning in my mind.“How do you keep track of them throughout the entire castle?” I whispered hurriedly, “It can’t be easy, this place is near-endless.”“It took Alette nearly two years to master the magic that made it possible.” She murmured, not moving her eyes from the grate to meet my own.“And how are the enthusiastic Air Court brothers?” Aralia drawled slowly, “Clearly they failed the one purpose we had for them. How’s this next mission coming along?”“Cailean is as insufferable as ever, but he’s still on our side. I’ll snuff out any weakness once it rears it’s head. Cathan is a fucking joy as always, but I do suppose I prefer him over Cailean.” Tamara mused, her voice dripping with wicked amusement. “The mi
“Atlas?” I gasped, instinctively placing my hands on either side of his face.His skin was smooth and cold as ice, as pale as his glazed eyes. My fingertips ached as they grazed the stubble on his chin, and I swore I could see the faintest hint of steam.I grasped the magic that made me what I was, and used the sun to build a small fire within my gut. I let that fire grow, fueling it with thoughts of Atlas. The magic felt different this time. There was the usual warmth of the sun…but, there was something else. It felt radiant and pure, and vastly similar to all four elements. It warmed my skin, giving it a golden glow that was in complete opposition with Atlas’s silvery shine.“Can you hear me?” I whispered, keeping the palms of my hands flat against his face.There was no change. If anything, he seemed more detached than before.A second later, his frigid hands were clasped around my wrists. There was nothing g
A unique sort of pain coursed through me when Atlas’s throbbing length probed at my entrance. I remembered how my core clenched painfully at the sight of him. It was larger than I thought a normal male might be, but Atlas did have an unusually large build.As he slid inside of me, stretching me in a way I had never experienced, something came over me. It was more instinct than anything else, this urge that I needed to fulfill. Just as pain tore through my groin and stomach, I sank my teeth into the hollow of Atlas’s throat.“Fuck, kitten.” He hissed, drawing out the words through clenched teeth. He stiffened inside of me, waiting until I retracted my teeth from his flesh. A chuckle rumbled up his chest, and the lopsided smile that graced his face was nothing short of boy-ish. “Warn me if you’re going to do that next time, I nearly ended our fun early.”“I don’t know what came over me.” I admitted, whimp
“What do you mean you have no idea what’s going to happen next?” Alette groaned, brushing back her braided hair in frustration.“I’ve already told you. Out of all the outcomes I’ve seen, not a single one had them fully mated this early.” Adelina sighed, bored with her older sisters dramatics.We were all seated in the strange training room the siblings used for us. The tall arched windows gave us a gorgeous view of the valley below, which was now covered in colorful wildflowers. Now that the entire Water Court was in full-blown summer, it would be much easier for me to connect to the element. Apparently harnessing the power of ice was something only skilled Fae could accomplish. With how strongly I felt my connection towards fire, I wasn’t sure harnessing ice was something I’d ever master.The siblings had clearly been arguing this morning, judging from the snide glances and little comments. They were now dis
I sat in the sun for a few moments longer, enjoying the way it heated my skin and hair. Just a few days in the ice kingdom and I was ready for a little bit of warm weather.While the heat was comforting, it did nothing to chase away what gnawed at me. When I was searching for the next ruler of the Day court, there was a clear wall that kept me from going any further. Whether it be because of my connection, or another mystical reason, I knew that wall was the end of this realm, and the beginning of another.I remembered something I was once told, that the Earth and Fae realm are connected. While it made little to no sense, the future ruler had to be in the human realm.'How would a human be a useful ruler to the Fae?' Atlas's thoughts trickled into my own. 'How long could a human possibly survive in this realm? Nearly everything is out to kill you, and the Fae are immortal. What is sixty--maybe seventy years of ruling when you'll simply die shortly after? Seventy
Atlas and I finished dinner in our suite and spent the rest of the night in our plush bed. I finally slumped into a dreamless sleep a few hours later. My body was sore from training and spending those last few hours with Atlas, but the pain reminded me of early mornings spent with Nicki and Dustin, training withall ofthe other recruits.As I floated in a dreamless sleep, something strange began to happen. I could see light dancing all around me,different colorsand hues. Some were warm, while others felt like a cool spring day. I had no clue what they were, but reached out anyway. Some of the colors shifted and moved away from my stretched hand, while others went still, or continued about their business.
"That's incredible." I laughed, watching as Atlas showed me what he had learned so far.Alette, Atlas and I stood around the rim of a great fountain, bigger than most modern swimming pools. The tile at the bottom was iridescent and shimmered under the warm sunlight. There were fish and different aquatic life carved from the stone that made up the fountain. A stream of water spewed from the top, forming a dome over top.Atlas was currently kneeling by the fountain, dipping his fingers into the water. The stream that spewed from the top morphed into a horse. I could see the eyes and snout from where I stood. The horse was true to size, but then quickly changed into the form of a dragon."It looks like the tattoo on your back." I pointed out, touching the blue ink from beneath his shirt.He shivered from my touch and the dragon's form faltered for a moment. When he met my eyes, a lazy smirk sat on his face."Sorry, kitten. You're distracting." He teas
One Year Later “You could be over here with your true mate and not sweating your ass off, but no—violence prevails.” I sighed dramatically, grabbing a grape, and plopping it into my mouth. Atlas was easily a hundred feet away, his skin porcelain and shimmering with sweat. I eyed the thick muscles that spanned his shoulders and back, running down the length of his thick arms. “Well, I guess the view isn’t that bad.” “Speak for yourself, I love a little violence to start off my day. Nothing gets the blood pumping like political intrigue, vigorous training or a good old-fashioned fight.” Nicki grinned manically, leaning against the thick truck of the tree she sat in front of. Her chestnut hair had lightened from spending the year in Liam’s court, beneath the blistering sun and thick humidity. It now held golden undertones that matched her tanned skin. The dress she wore was bound at the shoulders with golden pins and reminded me of the Greek goddesses taught in
I pulled Nicki into my arms, my heart swelling with the strength of my best-friend. I said nothing because Nicki needed no reassurance. She could see the flame that burned within her as well as everyone else; Nicki never once doubted her place in the world, or her own importance. Even on my darkest days, when Atlas’s rejection sapped the happiness from even the smallest of things, the undying confidence Nicki had in herself and the people she loved fueled me. Once Dustin appeared and dragged her away, I was able to catch up with Liam and see how things were going—and to get some elaboration on the previously mentioned assassination attempt. Atlas had kept his snarling to a minimum when Liam pulled me in for a bear hug, even if his eyes were hardened shards of granite afterwards. “Really, it was awful. Not even a whole-hearted attempt.” Liam shook his head, disappointment for the unskilled assassin. His lips twitched into a smirk, and the teasing note in his v
Three Months LaterMy stomach was twisted with nerves and excitement as I stood beneath the magically crafted arch of waterlilies and cherry blossoms Tyra herself had created. Atlas was at my side, his arm looped through mine as I leaned against him for support.We were initially skeptical about the pure white flowers, but the delicate aroma they emitted was well worth it. Clusters of tulips, orchids, and peonies were strewn throughout the courtyard, which had been completely remodeled for the grand ball I had been planning for months now.With Atlas by my side, I stood atop a long staircase looking down at the arduous work of countless fae, myself included. It was easy to forget about the sprawling crowd down below, watching us with interested and eager eyes.From the decorations to the guest list, I had full reigns of this project. Of course, I had a near endless supply of assistants at my side, all of which were introduced to me by Alette and Adelina.
Micah and Liam could only stay for a few short days, each one packed full of planning and introductions. Micah and Finn were helping Atlas and Liam, teaching them the differences between High Lord and Alpha—though they technically were both. We hadn’t figured out a way back to the human realm, but there was plenty here to keep us busy; for now. Our first day in the castle, Alette confided in me that during the last moments of battle, she had flung a gust of ice and rage at Aralia, sending her flying into a portal. I followed Alette through the castle, while Adelina rejoiced over the fact that Melia was alive and well, along with her five sisters. “There’s no way she would have survived it. Not when it hit her square in the chest like that.” Alette insisted, her eyes welded forwards as we wandered the maze-like halls of the castle. She knew where she was going without a fault, while I had become lost an hour ago. “I assumed she would end up here, in th
Nicki and Dustin had taken charge, helping the newly turned Fae that came through the wall. Every five minutes another blinding flash of light would appear, leaving spots that danced in our vision and more fae in our wake.My attention momentarily flickered over to Atlas, who was speaking with a group of warriors, some of which had passed through days ago. Duke stood at his side, silent but always watching. A flash of midnight hair and clothing darker than the night sky appeared from the western corridor. Ambrose, High Lord of the Night Court’s slender form appeared from around the corner.Ambrose was the only one to have improved in looks after the battle we had all endured. He had been thin before, a testament to the damage his sister had done on his body and court. His face had filled out since the battle ended; his slim frame now etched in lean muscle. He approached Atlas and Duke, nodding at the various warriors who bowed in his midst.“Oh, don&
We formed a line, with each of us walking in pairs of four.Most who chose not to pass through lingered, watching with eyes that bordered on curiosity and fear. It was that flicker of curiosity that gave me hope, because sooner or later they might feel the call of this place.There was a part of me that trembled with excitement, almost desperate to return to the vibrant colors and scents, and the rush of magic within every gust of wind and drop of water. I wanted to learn the secrets of this realm and explore the hidden corners of the court under Atlas’s rule, mastering the wild magic that fluttered in my chest.Another part of me, the small part that would always remain mortal, mourned the memories, and ghosts I was leaving behind.At the very back of the line were the warriors. A sea of metal headpieces and colorful armor stood out as fae from every court gathered. Those who fought to the death days ago, now walked side-by-side.There had b
Surprise and indecision rippled across countless werewolves faces as the word spread, and they finally began to understand the decision that lie ahead. I never enjoyed public speaking. Having the attention of so many eyes burning into my skin was unsettling, but I wasn’t alone. Along with the steadying presence of Atlas beside me, I had friends who had stood by me through all of this. Each of us had taken turns speaking, sharing our story and what we had come to learn. I told the crowd what I had done, merging the two realms together, separating them with a wall of pure magic. It was the only choice I had, the only thing that would have saved them both. The very connection that brought our realms together would have destroyed us both. It was Atlas who revealed the truth of the past, that werewolves were not from the human realm. A very small few of us had come here a long time ago, forgoing immortality for this new world. The only thin
Something rippled behind Liam, towards the center of the charred circle of earth.The scent of rain filled my nose, marred only by the slightest hint of blood. The fae and werewolves must have been busy, identifying and burning the dead. My heart threatened to sink for the families who had lost loved ones in the battle, but I couldn’t let myself drown in the emotion, forever stuck in the past. I needed to press forward.The ground crunched beneath my feet, and I stopped when Liam placed a hand on my shoulder. I tilted my head, watching closely as the sun crested the trees, hitting the spot where we all stood.It looked like a thin film that spanned west and east, far into the sky where it vanished within the fiery light of the sun. I marveled at how it shimmered, the colors rippling like shaky water. When its color rippled like that, it was near impossible to see through. There seemed to be nothing on the other side, just the rest of the park.&ldqu
I woke Atlas as the sun began streaming through the curtains, turning his platinum hair silver. His eyelids were pale blue, the dark circles beneath an even deeper shade.He shifted in his sleep, eyebrows furrowing as he felt my guilt. He really was exhausted.I tried to pry at the thick arms that were wound around my torso, pinning me to his chest. His plush lips moved as he mumbled, letting out a satisfied hum as he tightened his hold.The voices coming from the first floor of the house were growing louder. Tyra and Dustin were talking, heading through the kitchen and towards the stairs that would lead to Atlas and me.I smirked and pinched his bicep, “Tyra and Dustin are seconds away from knocking on this bedroom door. Either I can get you up, or they can.”A surprised yelp escaped my mouth when he rolled in bed, never once loosening his grip on me. My legs dangled uselessly as he stood from the bed, holding me against his chest.