I was feeling lost and alone which was ironic considering I was in a mansion full of supernatural beings who have been scurrying about in a hurry to do nothing. It's been two days since we landed in Dublin and so far, we have managed to do nothing but grow in volume. The growth in our numbers was a good thing but if we were going to save Liam, which is what we were here for then we were going to have to move faster.
I had been plagued by nightmares that I can no longer blame on Greta since she is now dead. These nightmares stem from the very real fear of finally taking my stand against Lillian to find Liam dead and leaving me to raise our child on my own. Then of course the one of me transforming into a tiger and eating my child. That one shook me to the core. "What the hell is wrong with me?"Releasing me from the torture of my own morbid fears was Jax. He came to stand beside me and wrapped his arm around the width of my shoulders."I think you will be rather impresI stood at the front of the crowd with my hair pulled tightly into a ponytail on the top of my head. I wore my brown leather training gear that Guinivere had gifted me with. My two daggers were sheathed in their leather holsters on the outside of my thighs. Guin stood beside me dressed so she looked like my twin. Chase stood to Guin's other side and Jax stood to my left."This is where she rules the coven?" I asked Chase skeptically."It was once a beautiful place. I'm afraid it seems to have withered with her soul."The earth around this emaciated castle was brown from neglect and the building itself was overrun by what appeared to have once been thorny rose bushes. I knelt down on one knee, so I could feel the earth beneath me. It was crying out for help.I pushed my magic out and willed it to enter the ground to bring forth life. Instead of giving my magic to restore the place to its former luster I felt the magic entering me and filling me to the point that I felt li
Ireland is beautiful. I’m told it remains beautiful all year long. Moving to Dublin had been a big adjustment for me and a rough one, with me being pregnant and all. Thankfully, I didn’t have to go through any of it alone. Liam had been a great help, Chase too. Now that my Aunt Lillian and my Mother Ava were gone, the members of the Celtic Coven seemed to be more at ease and dare I say it, happier. Most seemed to approve of my desire to create separate governing for each supernatural species in our area. I may have been destined to be the Queen of the coven and the leader of the Guardians but ruling over all of the supernatural beings in Ireland was too big of a task for me alone. Of course, I hadn’t been named the Queen yet. Much like a coronation the coven holds a formal ceremony called an Ascension Ceremony, where Liam and I were to be crowned the King and Queen of the Coven. The coven had never had a King before, only Queens, but I made it part of my demands th
“Are you ready?” Liam asked as I stared at myself in the mirror on the wall. Nothing cute had fit me anymore. Instead, I had to wear this. This casual, moo-moo type of dress that made me look completely figureless with the exception of the huge bulge that was my stomach.“I’m about as ready as I’m going to get I guess.”He crossed the room to me and said, “You look beautiful as always.”“You have to say that. You married me.”I was teasing, but at the same time I wasn’t. I felt hideous, but he was annoyed by my statement regardless.“It would still be true, even if I had no choice but to say it.”There was a small knock on the door prompting Liam to cross the room, pausing before he opened it.“Who is it?”The answering voice belonged to Chase. I caught myself rolling my eyes before Liam opened the door.“Come on in.”
Rebecca and her team had worked quickly to get Treasa’s nursery set up in the room directly beside the room I shared with Liam. We had already had part of the wall cut out and a door installed in anticipation of her arrival. This way she would be a few footsteps away and Liam and I could still have privacy when we needed it. Chase being her Godfather, was assigned the room directly across from the nursery, to the right of our room. Speaking of Chase, I was surprised that he wasn’t here with us anymore.“Where did Chase run off to?”Not looking at me, but instead making goo-goo eyes at Treasa, Liam said, “I think he required some alone time.”“Is he okay?”His sigh told me that what he was about to say, he didn’t want to.“You’ve been working really hard at pushing him away. He’s depressed, and he is a bit weakened by not being able to share in the magic from our binding.”
Liam’s phone woke me, vibrating repeatedly on his bedside table.“Who in the hell is blowing your phone up at this time of night?” I shoved my hands into Liam’s shoulder to wake him up. “Liam get up.”After a couple harder shakes, he mumbled, “Hmm? What?”Ugh, really. How was he able to sleep through that?“Your phone. Someone has been calling you non-stop.”I miss the days when he didn’t sleep. Now that he was no longer full vampire, he needed to sleep but not as much as me. He could survive off two hours, every couple of days. The bed shook as he rolled over on the mattress to grab his phone from the table.“It’s James.”James is a warlock from my coven. During Lillian’s reign he had protested her rule and her way of doing things, he even called her out on a few of her lies. As a consequence, he had to flee to the states because there ha
I locked the door to my bedroom and made a call to Rebecca, to let her know that I would be in my room until Jax arrived. Jax could act as my buffer until Liam got back. I just hope it doesn’t take too much longer for him to get here. It’s already been well over the flight time, when you take the time difference into consideration. I already have all the formula I need for today thanks to Amelia providing it for me from the nearest hospital, so we shouldn’t need anything outside of this room for now.It was times like this that I wished we had a television in our bedroom. Being stuck in here with nothing to do is making me anxious and it allows my brain to keep going over what had happened with Chase. He seems to want more from me than I can give.You mean more than you’re willing to give.My inner monologue can be such a bitch sometimes. After another hour of staring at the ceiling I heard Treasa begin to stir again.“M
I left Jaxon standing in my bedroom as I raced down to meet the men carrying Chase, the panic causing my skin to burn and my blood to rush to my head.“What happened?”It was the familiar face of Grady who answered. “It was Seamus and Ronald’s men. They attacked headquarters. I don’t know what happened to Chase, he couldn’t even hold a sword. Chase made no move against them, but they attacked him anyway. He has a pretty bad wound on his back.”“Jesus, these people do not know who they are messing with. Let’s get him up to his room and then you can go back and make sure no one else is gravely injured. I have protection here. Jax is visiting.”Grady and Brent helped me get Chase up to his room and stretched him across his bed on his stomach. I ran to my room to let Jax know where I was and asked him to lock himself in the room with Treasa until I was done. When I returned to Chase’s room, I s
“Where are we going Jax?”I assumed we would be staying on the property. Had I known that we would be actually leaving, I would have dressed in something else.“We’re going to Headquarters to get some training in. That should help you to not beat the shit out of Liam and Chase.”That’s why he was my best friend. Jax knew what I needed to keep me sane. Nothing helped relieve pent up anger and frustration like kicking ass or beating on shit.“I love you, Jax.”He just smiled at my admission. I knew I was not the only reason he was going to Headquarters, but he hadn’t intended to go until later in the evening. He also wanted to see Guinivere.“I’m glad you found the woman for you, Jax. It will be nice to see you settled down and happy.”“Funny thing is, I always thought that if I ever settled down it would be with you. I had myself convinced for the longest tim
Saraid all but ran from the room and up the stairs with Liam following closely behind, both afraid of letting go of eachothers hands. Once they reached the top of the huge staircase Saraid turned and jumped into Liam's arms, straddling his waist and locked her lips on to his. He carried her to their room, never breaking the kiss. With one arm around his neck, Saraid reached behind herself and turned the knob and pushed open the door to their room. Liam kicked it closed, and fumbled with the lock before crossing the room and tossing Saraid on the bed, pulling a slight giggle from her as she bounced from the impact on the mattress. She sat up and immediately began to pull on the button of Liam's pants, quickly pulling them from his body as her unbridled need for him grew stronger. He kicked his shoes and pants off simultaneously. Her hands hungrily tore at his shirt until it joined the rest of his clothes on the floor and she pulled him down on the bed so she could climb atop his waist
Every eye in the room was trained on Liam as they waited anxiously to see if Treasa's magic was the key to recovering Liam's memories. Saraid dropped to her knees in front of Liam and rubbed Treasa's hair back from her sleeping face. Her heart was pounding against her rib cage as she saw the familiar red barbed wire like mark glow slighty before fading back to its usual dull red appearance. "Liam?" His eyes shifted between Saraid and the sleeping child in his lap, "When did we get back home?" Saraid plopped herself down on her butt and began to laugh hysterically. She didn't find anything about the situation particularly amusing and deep down she felt relieved. She didn't realize that he wouldn't have any recollection of everything that had happened in the past few months. The last time Liam remembered her, they were at the cabin and he was chained to a tree by Graten. How was she going to explain the twisted chain of events that led to her now being bound to Graten as well? Would
An awkward silence befell Saraid and Damon as they sat and discussed the peculiar predicament, they found themselves in. Treasa returned in no time and sat on the floor between them with her arms full of her favorite toys.“Where’s Daddy? I have his favorite dollies so he can play too,” she asked Saraid, her innocent face scrunched up in a sign of confusion.Saraid fought back the tears threatening to fall all over again as she brushed her sweet angels bangs from her face, “Daddy is out helping the Guardians with some important training so it’s just you, me, and Grandpa this time.”Treasa’s smile failed and was replaced with a frown of disappointment, but only for a second. She looked into Saraid’s eyes and asked, “Daddy’s sick, isn’t he?”“What makes you ask that,” Damon interjects.“Because Daddy is not Daddy. When Daddy is Daddy, he always plays with me,” she lifts her chin and challenges Damon to say otherwise.Saraid grabs Treasa under her arms and lifts her, so she sits on her l
“I can’t do this anymore! What was the point of all this if I was just going to keep losing him,” Saraid silently asked herself? She stormed through the mansion, throwing everything she could lift in her anger. She now had the last person responsible for taking Liam away from her and she wanted nothing more than to still her beating heart, but she couldn’t, not yet.A glint of silver caught the corner of her eye, tucked away in the corner atop a small wooden table. It was a picture of her and Liam the day they first sat upon the throne. She felt her breathing slow as she slowly crossed the room and took the picture into her hands. They looked so happy and so in love as they gazed into one another’s eyes. The memory of that day sent a small stream of warm tears down her cheek.“I am yours and you are mine forever,” she whispered through her tears.Her life with Liam seemed to move through her mind like a slow-motion movie. All the good and all the bad, and all the things designed to te
“Jaxson Claiborne, you better call me back! I’ve left you message after message. It’s not like you to ignore me!” Wendy screamed into the phone right before she smashed her finger down on the end call button.Chase reached for her and immediately halted her pacing. He had a random burst of energy and found himself feeling close to normal. He wasn’t sure what happened, but he knew it had something to do with Saraid. Knowing she’s alive made them that much more determined to get in touch with Jax so they could go find her.“Wendy, Jax is bound to Saraid just as I am. Chances are he was hunkered down somewhere too weak to do anything,” Chase tried his best to comfort her.“It is likely that his battery died too,” Damon added.She began pacing again, wearing a spot in the floor, “Jax is always prepared for everything. He would not be caught without a charger or some way to get in touch with us. I’m telling you; something is wrong!”A high-pitched wail drew their attention away from the co
The night air was crisp and added to his misery as he sat up from the dampened ground. Questions plagued his thoughts. How did he get here? Where is he? His eyes darted back and forth, taking in his surroundings. He was protected from the elements by what appeared to be a makeshift shelter of some sort. Every wall was comprised of twigs, moss, and mud. Whoever built this place must live here, but where is here and who lives here?A faint sound of feminine humming drifted in through the missing entryway. He noticed his legs were stiff and hard to move as if he hadn’t moved in days. It also caught his attention that his clothes had been changed because he now wore clothes that he didn’t recognize. A small grunt escaped him as he moved to follow the humming coming from outside.Surrounded by trees along the bank of a river sat the silhouette of a female moving something around in the water. Careful not to startle her, he carefully walked in her direction, his guard up so he wouldn’t be c
Graten had flipped every piece of the furniture in the mansion, feeling slightly defeated when he failed to find her there. He was sure that she had vanished into Purgatory, but she would be here at the mansion, right? He won’t rest until he finds her.“Come on Saraid, where are you?” he asks the empty room.Maybe she’s not even here. She could have just vanished to get away from me. Or maybe when she wound up here, she decided to go out to look for me.“Hmph, Fat chance,” he mocked himself but decided that seeing if she was at his place was better than doing nothing.He jogged through the mansion until he found himself seated on his motorcycle. The turn of the key left an echo like thunder in his wake as he went barreling down the old dirt road in the direction of his brewery. If nothing else maybe, he will run into her along the way.As the brewery came into sight, he noticed a familiar car in the lot. He couldn’t place where he had seen it before, but his gut told him that it was S
The room looked like hers, only everything was grey and void of any color. The last thing she remembered was crying herself to sleep and then there was a glimpse of Graten and now she was here. Here she assumed is Purgatory. She needed to get home, but she could barely keep herself standing so her chances of calling magic was slim to none. She sat up on the bed and tried to call upon her magic and felt nothing in return. It was just as she thought. Her magic was depleted and that meant that Chase, Guin, and Jax were suffering as well.“I’m such a selfish asshole!” she cursed to no one in particular.How could she have let herself get this weak knowing that she had other people’s lives tied to her own? She couldn’t even remember the last time she saw anyone outside of the mansion. Anxiety seemed to give her enough strength to get to her feet and begin her search for the only person who could help her.“He’s gotta be here somewhere,” she grunted to herself and she stumbled through the b
The echoes of protests and shouts reverberated through the walls of the stone mansion, the subjects of the coven hammered Damon and Wendy with questions regarding the whereabouts of their Queen. They shared a look of understanding as they approached the angry crowd. How were they going to explain something that they themselves didn’t know the answer to?“I understand your frustrations and your confusion. The Queen has been extremely busy handling a few pressing matters in which we cannot disclose. I assure you that she is alive and well and you will see that as soon as she is able to make an appearance,” Damon spoke as calmly as he could to the now quieted crowd.“We’re just supposed to take your word for it?” a man stepped to the front of the crowd.Damon smiled, “Your skepticism is understood, but yes at this time I ask you to take my word for it. If something had happened to my child, do you think I would be standing here in front of you trying to make peace instead of avenging her