I paused at the bottom of the stairs, caught Liam's hand where he stood, face a mask of emptiness, though I could feel his misery. He bent over me as I slid my hands into his hair, kissed him with all the passion I could muster. Felt the heat inside me, deep and thrumming, wake in answer to spread from my belly down my legs, anchoring me to the earth.To him.When I finally let him go, Liam pressed his lips to my forehead.I love you so much, he sent. And I'll be waiting when you get home.No doubt.I hugged him hard, let him feel exactly what my heart thought of him. Showed him the oak tree he was to me, felt his power flare in answer."I'll be home for dinner," I said, turning to smile at Shenka who blinked back tears even as she smiled in return."We'll be here," she said. Grasped my hand a moment. Let me go.I bent and lifted Sassafras into my arms, stroked his soft fur as his ears lay sideways, whiskers drooping, tail hanging low.But his power hugged me all the same, the
Tick.Tick.No tock.Nothing happened.Um. Hmmm. Wasn't something supposed to?I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, tension building inside me at last. Not from fear or anxiety. Just from the waiting.Above all else, I hated waiting.Hated.Demetrius continued to smile, body at ease, so I took my cue from him, tried to relax.Whatever was coming, I had to believe it could only happen in exactly the right way.Still.Sigh. Couldn't we just freaking get on with it already? I mean, seriously. Hadn't Fate invested a ton of time and effort into this thing? Only to make us stand there and stare at each other like a bunch of idiots with no clue what to do next?I was pretty sure Demetrius knew. But it seemed wrong to ask.Hang on. Something was missing. The image I'd seen, the one Fate showed me at her fountain, included Quaid. Trill. Owen and Apollo. Where were they?Belaisle's cockiness fell away as time continued to hold still and wait. Worry flickered, followed by
So this was what it felt like to be normal. I'd thought I known, back when I lost my demon, my witch magic still trapped behind the spell of protection Gram placed over her own power, holding me down and dull.And yet, I had no idea even then I had magic, that Gram's watched over me, lived inside me, gave me more feeling and awareness than I believed.Until I sat there, my enemy panting with her head in my lap, empty and ordinary.Mortal.Ameline forced herself up, bared her teeth at me in a fierce snarl, tears on her cheeks, blue eyes full of rage and hate and horrible terror."You bitch," she said, voice softer than air despite her expression. "You've destroyed us all."I looked up at the gashes in the veils, saw the flow of power had stopped. Demonicon was still there, not destroyed, the other planes looking dull. Or maybe that was just my normal eyesight."Wouldn't do to destroy the very places we wish to rule." Belaisle stood over us, smiling his smirk of victory as he tilt
Two titans faced off above us, magic flowing from the stronghold, through Belaisle and the gathering storm and into the crystals Demetrius held in his hands."No!" Belaisle's denial reverberated, my ears aching from the sound."You were so certain you broke me," Demetrius said, voice softer, but still overwhelming as the gush of power diving for the crystals increased in speed, the wind it raised battering me, forcing me to hunch forward with my face pressed into Ameline's shoulder and hers to mine. But I still heard the sorcerer speak.Every word."I did break you!" I tried to look up, caught a glimpse of Belaisle striking at Demetrius with one fist, but the former Steam Union sorcerer simply twisted to the side, the blow going wide."You didn't," Demetrius said in his kind and gentle voice. "I held on, Liander. Even after you killed my parents. Even after you threatened the love of my heart. Even when you crushed me and took my power." Tears rose in my eyes, my heart constrictin
My Fate's lovely face turned upward as she spread her hands. Her brother bowed to her and vanished, but not before also bowing to me.The familiar presence of Max pressed against my back, his power deep and as vast as ever as Fate whistled a song in the expanding air. When she dropped her empty eyes to mine, she unpursed her lips to smile."Well done, my very dear Sydlynn," she said. Her head shifted a fraction, blank gaze over my shoulder. "Oh, my love," she said. "You're strong enough."I felt him shiver, half-turned to look up at him, only to swing back as she vanished.And gasped in awe as the ground beneath my feet erupted into green and blue and red and pink. All shades of deepest emerald, jewel toned flowers flourishing in full bloom on the suddenly thick, lush carpet of grass, trees leaping, full-formed from the earth, reaching for the blue, blue sky.Within the time it took me to catch my breath, the empty plane was empty no longer, the sound of bird song and the chitter
I passed us through the veil, felt Mom reach for me the moment my feet touched down in the back yard. Liam wasn't home, I could tell immediately, felt his presence pulse at the wards to the Sidhe cavern. He was safe, at least.Our reunion would have to wait.Syd. Mom's power hugged me, desperate before releasing me again. What happened?Quaid and the Zornovs gave me space, Max an immobile statue watching me as I turned away, eyes locked on the park beyond our back yard, mind focused on my mother.Long, crazy, you'll never believe it story, I sent. Is everyone okay?Yes, of course, she sent. Frightened and shaken, but whatever happened was over so fast we didn't have time to react between feeling like our magic was gone to everything snapping back into place again.Whoa. What felt like forever to me had been an instant to them. Probably a good thing. Though knowing time literally held its breath while I made up my damned mind gave me the willies.Short version, I sent, we won. Th
I smiled as Chambrelle Strait greeted me with a smile and a bow just as the sun set."Perfect timing," she said, red hair twisted into a no-nonsense knot, pale green eyes sparkling. "Her Majesty will be rising soon.""Her Majesty has already risen." I turned to the sound of Sunny's voice, ran to hug her, Uncle Frank, as the pair of them, bodies still cold from sleep, squeezed me between them.Good thing my temperature sensation was turned off again. Nothing worse than being the center of a vampire sandwich before they had breakfast.They pelted me with questions, most of which I deflected as I had with Mom."Later," I said. "I'm still looking for Ameline."Sunny promised to have her network search while I offered one last round of hugs and headed out again. This time to Ukraine, the palace.Charlotte's arms were so strong, so tight around me, if I hadn't been invincible I was sure she'd have cracked more than a few ribs. When she let me go, she coughed softly, head down, hiding
I hung onto Quaid as we spun into the veil, ready to smack Max for the lack of warning, only to have him stop, his power holding me in place.Syd, he sent. My task is at hand. And I beg you, forgive me.The veil tore open before I could ask him what the hell he was talking about. Max's magic shoved me through, his physical form following after.I hit the ground hard, going down on one knee, bracing myself with both hands, breathless as Shaylee's Sidhe power connected with the earth magic of the Gate cavern. What the hell were we doing back here?Quaid touched down beside me, a breath of air blowing past his lips from the rough landing. I started to stand, reaching for his hand to pull him up beside me.Felt the groan of the cavern's power. The ache of its agony.Turned in slow motion to see Ameline. Standing over Liam.With blood on her hands.And the shimmering form of Cian standing beside my fallen husband.I choked, unable to act for the long, aching moment it took for Amel
How was this for a happy ending?Bittersweet, this walk down the halls of the newly restored mansion. I'd been through this before, but I knew this time, I didn't have anything hanging over my head.I loved Liam. But I was finally marrying the man I was meant to be with.The pressure was off this time too, our battles won. I could enjoy my wedding without worrying about Fate or the Brotherhood or Ameline looming in the near future.Awesome.I even found Wilding Springs was fine without the influence of the Gate, just as Fergus said. That it still felt like magic. Probably a combination of the century or so of the Gate's influence deeply mired in the whole town. Not to mention the presence of the Wild Hunt still snoozing in my back yard.And the coven.I didn't worry we'd have to move anytime soon. Good thing. I kind of liked being in one place for once.Made me think of Sonja, of Liam again. His mother disappeared after the night she met Gabriel. I tried to look for her, feelin
Another mirror. Another dress. Totally different experience.I stood on what amounted to a pedestal as at least a dozen or so giggling vampires tugged, pushed and laced me into the biggest, heaviest mass of fabric and jewels I'd ever seen in my entire life. The thing weighed so much I had to have my alter egos help me carry it so it wouldn't drive me to my knees.This was the punishment I got for picking out my first wedding dress alone.This one was, at least, the pale ivory I'd requested. White would have felt disrespectful to Liam's memory. And Mom happily acquiesced before losing her freaking mind.And when I appealed to Sunny for assistance in my mother's sudden loss of sanity?Yeah.I was surrounded by vampires, wasn't I?Shenka hovered, her ball gown sparkling, covered in as many gems as could possibly be stuck to her. Again Mom went with the jewel tones. I guess she figured a good idea was a terrible thing to waste.And considering only a handful of people had seen the
I sat on the side of my bed, looking out the window into the quiet street, the buzzing streetlight below me oddly comforting. I'd tried to sleep after returning home, put Gabriel to bed with Charlotte who met me at the front door after Sass, Galleytrot and I strolled home in the sharpening night air. Her massive scowl told me I was in horrible trouble as she took my son from me.Okay, so I didn't exactly put him to bed.Snort.Galleytrot and Sassafras naturally abandoned me for her room, leaving me alone. Which was fine, it really was. I had a hot shower, pulled on my favorite robe. Had a little cry. Not much. Just a pathetic little spill of tears I held over from the Gate.From Liam.And felt my heart ease at last.Wrapped myself in the love in my house, the people sleeping there. Shenka and Charlotte, Galleytrot and Sass. Gram and Demetrius. All of us, happy just to be home.But sleep wouldn't come. My mind struggled with belief. That Ameline was really dead. That Gabriel was
I looked down into my son's sleeping face before sinking into the rocking chair beside his crib and releasing of the last of my stress. He was really too big for the thing now, but I needed to do some thinking about a bed and a room for him and just didn't have the energy to deal.A soft, furry body landed in my lap, Sassafras purring as he kneaded my leg a few times before turning in a circle and settling himself."Nice to see them together again," he said.I knew exactly who he meant. Mom and Dad wasted no time taking off for Harvard for some private time. I blushed at the thought of my parents and what they were probably doing right now.Shudder.Galleytrot groaned from the end of the crib, eyes flaring with red fire as he looked up."What about you, Syd?" His rumbling voice shifted my shudder to a shiver. "Have you thought about a new mate?"Not going there. "I've been thinking," I said, totally changing the subject. Yes, on purpose. No judging. "About Gabriel and his power.
Meira grinned at me like it was funny. And it was, in a way. She sat behind Dad's old desk-Ahbi's, too-and bounced a little in the chair."Comfy," she said. Winked.Oh. My. Swearword.Dad laughed, hugged me abruptly. "Meems, pumpkin," loved his pet name for her, though I liked cupcake better despite years of protest, "I'm sorry to do this to you.""You've already apologized, Dad," she said, looking quite pleased with herself. Hard to remember she was only fourteen with that evil grin, hands rubbing together in expectation. "I'm going to do some housecleaning first. Then the real fun will start."I shook my head, giggling. "Just leave a few of the planes standing."She shrugged, inspected her nails. "We'll see.""I take it the Node is fine?" It felt fine, Demonicon still intact at least."It was in balance long before Ahbi took up residence," Meira said. "She was only just hitchhiking anyway."I looked up at Dad who sighed deeply, lines of anxiety leaving his face."You're cra
The sparkling kneepads attached to my heavy leather pants caught the light of the triple suns overhead as I shifted for the millionth time, foot bobbing on the end of my crossed leg. Sassafras hissed at me. The bobbing stopped.For the moment. The longer we sat here, the more agitated I felt. Didn't help it took Pagomaris an age and a half to dress me while Meira was being man-handled in her bedroom."Your demon form would be so much easier to dress, Your Highness." Hopefulness lit the aide's eyes as she smiled and scrunched her shoulders like talking to me as if I were a child would endear her."Not." I scowled at her. "Work with this or nothing." I gestured down at my human form.And she sighed.Gestured for her minions to come forward.Left me to them as though I was no longer worth her effort, returning to my sister who grinned at me through the open door of her bedroom.Argh.I did concede to shifting my size, remembering how small I felt next to Meira when she was in demo
I glared at my reflection in the mirror. "I'm not going.""You are." Sassafras growled softly at me before sighing heavily. "And so am I, remember?""They're not going to make you wear a ridiculous outfit and parade around like you're their property." More glaring.I. Was. Not. Going.Sass hopped down from the bed and waddled to my side, tail quivering. "You can't let Meira down," he said, leaping into my lap. I stroked his fur absently. "It would be a terrible thing for her to have to sit through Harry's marriage alone.""So maybe he shouldn't get married." Whiny much? But there was the crux, wasn't it?Today was my father's wedding day.And the last place I wanted to be was Demonicon. In fact, a hole somewhere deep and far away would have been preferable. Anything other than having to endure my father marrying a demon.That would be the end for Mom and Dad. The real end. And I didn't think I could handle it."Harry has made his choice," Sassafras said, meeting my eyes in the
I was already turning and moving back inside by the time Mom began her little speech to wrap up the trial. I had no desire to listen, moving on from it though Celeste's foul stench remained on me. A quick push of magic cleared my nose, clothes and hair of the stink, even as I strode with ever-increasing speed toward the back of the now-emptying chamber and the hall beyond.A startled Enforcer was the lucky recipient of the bag of marshmallows, slapped against his chest on the way by.I seemed to have lost my appetite.Was so focused on my final target I almost ran right into Payten when she dodged out of the shadows of an archway and stepped in front of me.My first instinct was to hit her so hard with magic they wouldn't find her body.Ever.Second instinct was to flatten her into a Paytensquish and smear her all over the floor with my shoes.Yum.Third impulse won, partially because I was a sucker for a sobbing girl, Enforcer or not.Hated enemy or not.She radiated grief,
I'd sat here before, on a bench in the Council chamber, watching a trial unfold before me, Shenka at my side. But this one was far different. I had no regrets, no old grief-at least not for the creature about to stand before my mother.Any sorrow I felt around Celeste Oberman centered on the Hayle family members she'd killed. Martin and Louisa Vega, the darling couple who loved and cared about me when there were times no one else in the coven seemed to. Sandra Crossman, leaving her husband, James, alone to raise their daughter.Old wounds long since healed over, but never, ever forgotten.Worse, Gabriel wasn't with me. Antsy pants wriggled my butt in my velvet skirt as I fidgeted and held him tight with my magic while he laughed at something and ignored me.My own son, a traitor.Sigh.Shenka squeezed my hand, smiled a little. "He's fine," she said."I know," I whispered back. Not needing to. We weren't the only ones chattering. The gathering for Mia's burning-it seemed so long