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
It took me a moment to realize I wasn't crying anymore. Not that I cared. Numb hollowness welcomed me into its embrace, the world around me only peripheral, uninteresting.All but the feeling of his skin, now loose and cooling under my hands, the floppy way his head fell from my lap, face turning away as his empty hazel eyes stared off into nothing. How his blood felt chilly through my jeans, no matter how much my majiness kept me from sensing temperature.Shivering, I hugged myself, hands wet with blood, wiping at a stray hair as it clung to the corner of my lip. Knowing I'd left a trail of him behind on my cheek.Liam.My darling Liam.My oak tree was dead and nothing else mattered.Two days, two nights. I looked down at the diamond on my hand, coated and glistening with crimson, amazed it was steady, no more trembling. Wow. Awesome. Wasn't it awesome I wasn't shaking anymore?Sidhe power brushed against me, full of sorrow. My eyes lifted from Liam's empty face, met a black ga
So weird, this image of me reflected back from the mirror. Three days ago, I'd worn white. Smiled, laughed, danced. Married a sweet, caring man who loved me with all his heart and never once asked anything of me but to be my husband.To be my life.And I said yes. I do. Accepted all he had to offer.Selfish. Heartless. Put him in the line of fire.And now, I sat in the same spot, with the same dazed look on my face. Only this dress was black.I'd felt like an angel the day of my wedding.I understood now, I had been.Of death.Three nights since I first wore his wedding ring. One since he died. And tonight, I readied to send my husband to his funeral pyre.I smelled smoke on me already, but not some evil anticipation rising, no. This scent was real. I'd just been to another burning, hadn't I? Fate, the bitch, made sure Liam's funeral happened the same day they sent Mia to the stake.It was still a struggle to know how to feel about other people. The numbness I'd almost allowe
The Council had restored the old coven site with magic after the closing of conclave. I was happy to see the trees back in their places, the grasses growing high again in the periphery. The old pentagram was gone, our house now the center of the family's power. But this location still had great meaning for the coven and seemed the perfect place to send Liam on.I considered burning his body in the Sidhe realm, but discarded the idea just as quickly. Liam was a Gatekeeper, but he was a Hayle. And this glade combined the best of both.Mom released my hand as we stepped out of the veil into the clearing, the family already gathered and waiting for us. Ahbi's spirit was gentle, but didn't offer comfort.Bless her for knowing I didn't want any just yet.The sky had darkened to black, pinpoints of stars sharing their light on this moonless night. Black robes parted, let me through, the family embracing me with their magic as Ahbi had done, but their sympathy held in check.How well they
Trill was waiting for me at the kitchen table when we arrived home. Rose and came to me, hugged me."I'm sorry," she said. "I wish we could have been there to help."She was the first one I'd allowed to say such a thing to me. Hit me like a slap across the face.Sorry. She was sorry. They all were. I could feel it now, a blanket trying to smother me and, for a moment, I fought against it with all the energy inside me.Not much left to fight with. Their need to comfort me finally won, the power of my family hugging me where once they felt like doom. Love seeping through until, at last, I shook myself and woke up.And realized I wasn't broken, lost. Not anymore. I could handle their sympathy and sorrow. Didn't need the numb, after all.I'd survived Liam's death.Now I just had to survive living."You did everything you could," I said. Turned to Mom, Charlotte, Shenka, Gram. Meira. Sassafras with his drooping ears, Galleytrot, head low. "All of you. Thank you. But no one is to bla
One thing was absolutely certain: Fate sucked.And I couldn't wait to get a chance to tell her just how much.Anger returned with the beginnings of my recovery. A lot of it. So much I worried about the nugget growing inside me, at times, and did my best to shield him from what how I felt.Him. Yup. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised.In the meantime, I decided to start with Max. Took a quick trip to Demonicon and the drach peak, only to find it empty.And no amount of searching the veil turned up his traitorous ass or any of his people, either.Just wait until I got my hands on his dragon hide.As for Fate, the way to Center was closed to me. I could only imagine she was terrified I was coming to kick her scrawny ass all the way around the veil.Sure, Syd. That was it.Iepa's sorry little soul was hiding from me, too. Bunch of cowards.If this was what it meant to be maji, ducking and covering while other people suffered? I'd have to find a new line of work because hell