The full translations and pronunciations in Chapter 48 are:
moíraios means fated and is pronounced (moh-ee-rah-yos) with the stress on the second syllable.
hieros means sacrosanct and is pronounced (hee-eh-rohs) with the stress on the second syllable.
Why did I choose Ancient Greek Gods and the language?
Since Selene is one of the more traditional names for the Moon Goddess, I wanted to keep the same Panthenon of Gods rather than chopping and choosing between multiple panthenons.
The connection between Ancient Greek and the Fae, or faeries, lies in the realm of mythology and folklore. While there isn't a direct historical or linguistic connection between Ancient Greek culture and the Fae as depicted in Celtic folklore, both traditions are rich in myths, legends, and supernatural beings.
Ancient Greek mythology is filled with a diverse array of gods, goddesses, nymphs, and other supernatural entities, each with their own powers, attributes, and domains. So, I felt that Helios, known for bringing light to the world, would definitely be a suitable God for the Fae to follow.
While Selene and Helios are not typically depicted as siblings, Selene is the daughter of the Titans Hyperion and Theia and Helios is the son of Hyperion. This means they are half siblings, and even though the Fae do not worship the moon like the Wolf-Shifters, Selene is still revered by them.
The Dark Fae are another matter. They worship neither Helios nor Selene. The most suitable Goddess for them to worship is Nyx, the primordial goddess of the night. Nyx is often portrayed as one of the earliest divine beings, emerging from Chaos at the beginning of creation.
Avril's Point of ViewWe followed Mother into the large Council Chambers. Tyler and I walked hand-in-hand, much the same as the other couples with us. Although the threat to Tyler and my relationship was effectively over, I felt vulnerable, especially after my first heat."What are you ruminating about, my love?" asked Tyler."I'm just feeling relieved that Neri and Duan, along with the Elders, are imprisoned and will not be coming out until they are sentenced.""There is no way they will escape the death sentence, will they?" asked Tyler.I shook my head as we neared our destination.The Council Chambers room had seen many discussions, from setting laws to border skirmishes. Now, it was going to see the possibility of war. The last thing we wanted. The last time I had been in this room was just before Alise went to be an envoy to the Vampire King and Queen, and I went to take that position with the new Lycan monarchs.The room was of a reasonable size, enough to seat sixty attendees.
Aeon's Point of View Warning! This chapter describes torture. After leaving my Queen, I went through the maze to visit one of the prison guards. Ellion was the name of the specific guard I was looking for. He was not one of the Queen's personal guards, but I sometimes needed to engage him for particular work, that is, interrogation and torture. You'd think a torture expert would be a sick and twisted person who would abuse the prisoners without cause, but Ellion wasn't like that. He was a caring man and never crossed any lines unless he was interrogating. Then, he was a different person altogether. "Ellion," I said, "I require your services." "What do you wish me to do, Captain?" "In the antimagic cells are the three ex-Elders from whom we need information. If they give it up willingly, there is no need to go any further. Otherwise..." I left it hanging. "What information do you want from them?" "I need to know where to find the Dark Fae spies." And there... gone was the cari
Tyler's Point of View As I stalked through the forest, my senses heightened as my wolf instincts guided me. There was a significant amount of vegetation, trees, and foliage, yet there was still some space between individual trees and plants, creating rays of light from the sun above the canopy. I was pleased to be outside. Although Daemon and Adam usually went out on adventures, leaving me to run the pack, now it was my turn. Leading the party were Captains Aeon and Lysandros, with a squad of six Fae warriors. Our destination was based on information given by one of the ex-Elders. I wasn't sure if torture had been used, but if it saved innocent Fae's lives, then I had no problem with it. They were traitors. Beside me, my incredibly sexy mate, Avril, moved gracefully, her chainmail blending with the shadows. The metal was shimmering with ethereal hues of blue and silver when light filtering through the canopy hit it. She said it was made from Phaikón Árgyron, which translated to Fae
Tyler's Point of ViewAs we escorted the Dark Fae through the forest and into the city, I couldn't shake off the weight of unease that settled in my gut. Capturing them felt like a victory, but it was only the beginning of what promised to be a long and arduous battle against the oncoming darkness."When these Fae are interrogated, I want to listen in," Daemon mind-linked me. "I feel that if a major battle is necessary, I want to get any information they give us first-hand. Do you want to do the same?""Yes," I answered. "I wish Adam was with us. "His battle tactics are next level.""I mention it to Aeon and Lysandros when we return to the palace. No doubt Thorn will want to be there as well. Possibly even the witches," he said.Once we arrived at the palace, Aeon, Lysandros and the Fae warriors ensured the prisoners were secured in antimagic cells. The rest of us retired to our rooms to clean up before seeking an audience with Queen Aurora. After our showers, we all met back in Daem
Tylers's Point of ViewWhile Daemon, Thorn, Alastair, Lysandros, Aeon and I were observing the interrogation, if you could call it that, of the two Dark Fae, I was missing Avril. She had come with us to capture them but wanted to have no part in any interrogation or torture. I was pleased, as I would have argued with her if she had wanted to be here.Now, we were heading back to inform Queen Aurora of our findings. I doubt she was going to be very happy with it. I know that we weren't. Echo was still pissed and wanted us to hunt down Lord Umbra right now to make sure our mate and her family were safe. I didn't blame him.A heavy silence draped the room as we gathered in Queen Aurora's chambers to share our grim findings. The revelation that the Dark Fae remained resilient under torture, conditioned by the sadistic Lord Umbra, sent a chill through everyone."How accurate is the information, Aeon," she asked."We have no way of genuinely telling since interrogation techniques weren't ef
Avril's Point of View We were finally going to leave on this mission. I had a feeling that Tyler didn't want me to go with them, but he wasn't saying anything so far. That was a good thing since there was no way I would be left out. I was a capable fighter. When the stable hands brought out our mounts, I tried to translate their names from Fae to English. Most were already part of human mythology, so it was pretty easy. The only ones he hadn't heard of were the stoikheṓdes alogo, which were elemental horses. They usually only had one element, but it could be lethal. We bred and trained these as warhorses. It was strange since we didn't really go to war, but some of the patrols along the border were mounted, effectively giving the patrol an extra 'warrior'. All of the Shifters transformed into their animal forms. I loved feeling Echo's fur. His soft brown and white fur was velvety smooth to the touch. I couldn't resist putting my arms around his neck and giving him a hug and ear sc
Avril's Point of View So far, throughout the early evening, it had been quiet. There were the usual sounds of night creatures. I could hear the occasional hoot of a glaukē as it hunted a sika or a mus, its silent wings aiding it. "What was that?" Tyler whispered. "It is called a glaukē. You would call it an owl," I answered. From the books I had read while in the Mundane Realm, there were equivalent nocturnal animals. The
Avril's Point Of View "Tyler!" I screamed, feeling his pain through the mate bond. As I watched in horror, time seemed to slow to a crawl, the sounds of battle fading into a deafening silence. With every fibre of my being, I reached out to him, my heart pounding with dread as I witnessed the severity of his wound. "Tyler!" I cried as I held him. "Someone help him!" He looked at me but seemed unable to answer. Through the mate bond, I could feel that he was still alive. He was in pain. So, so much pain, and I could feel it all. They must have stabbed him with a dark blade made from enchanted obsidian. A blade forged from lava, containing its heat. Any wounds from it burned. But amidst the chaos and despair, a glimmer of hope emerged. With a de