Serana POV.Walking into the restaurant, the warriors, and Wesley fan out around the room. We move closer and through the open double doors. Hyperion is waiting for us and I walk to his side and Vilkas is on my right.I look at the fae standing by the bar. He turns and my breath catches in my throat. Fuck me!He is beautiful, his waist long silver white hair is straight, his icy blue eyes pierce into mine. His skin is pure like snow. He has delicate, intricate icy blue tattoos above his eyebrows that wind and swirl down his face, down the sides of his throat, disappearing underneath the collar of his white shirt. He is packed with muscle. He has a feminine beauty that puts me to shame. High cheekbones and a straight nose.“Your Majesty, it is lovely to finally meet you.” His voice is a whisper, so delicate and warm. Wow! Not wow, Serana, he is the enemy. Get a grip!He walks forward and takes my hand in his. His long fingers grip me firmly but gently at the same time. He smirks as he
Vilkas POV.I take Serana in my arms out of the restaurant and take her up to the room. Everyone is quiet at the revelation. The door opens and in walks Lara. I growl and place Serana gently down on the sofa. Turning, I move fast and grab her around her throat and slam her into the wall beside the door.She doesn’t fight or scream, she just looks at me with those icy blue eyes.“Why? Why didn’t you ever say anything? Serana is going to be hurt that you betrayed her trust. So tell me Lara, if that is your real name. Why?” I step closer to her and she looks up at me with tears streaming down her cheeks.“I had to be sure. My brother is crazy. I had to protect her. I knew the day she stepped into the hearth after what you did. I knew who she was. I never meant to hurt either of you. I mean her and your baby, no harm. Xerxes is not a good person.” I scoff at her and squeeze her throat as she chokes. I hear a whimper from behind me.Turning my head, I see Serana staring at us, her face bla
Serana POV.“What do you think of all this, Bedelia? I don’t know what to think.” I ask her and she ruffles her feathers. I know she is anxious and pissed, just like I am. This is going to be war. A war with the fae. It is impossible. We are all going to die.“Don’t think like that. We will not die and neither will our realm. I am becoming stronger, Serana. A phoenix always becomes stronger for their hatchlings. He can try to get to it, but I will pluck his eyes from his head before removing his head from his body.” She hisses with malice.“Ok, remind me to never piss you off.” I say as I lay looking at the ceiling in the presidential suite. “Do you think Xerxes killed his father?” I ask as I think of everything Lara said.“Yes, I do. Maybe that is why the throne is corrupting him, because he isn’t pure of heart, like Lara said.” The throne belongs to Lara. Not Xerxes. That much is true. She is a light fae. Her power is pure, not tainted.“I agree with Hyperion. We need to prepare for
Serana POV.The room is silent as we consider how to retrieve the sword. Only problem is finding the one who the sword belongs to.“What I don’t understand is, if King Marius wasn’t the one the sword belonged to. How did he wield it?” Vilkas asks and I sigh as I look through the texts in front of me.The sword of Isolda is legendary. The sword was lost and so forgotten. It is meant to be given to the one who can wield it the power to destroy a god and tear a hole in time and space.“Maybe because the sword didn’t belong to him in the first place.” I say as I turn a page. For the past few days, every spare moment we are in the library, looking for answers. Lara said it is where we are not going to like. However, we were all wrong. I thought it was in the fae realm. But of course it wouldn’t be that simple.“True, but surely the actual one who can wield it can find it?” I look up at him and then groan.“If that is possible, then we need to find that person. But where do we start? It doe
Vilkas POV.“Serana, for the last time, you are not going to war.” I have sounded like a broken record for the past few days, ever since Lara summoned that sword. To say I was pissed off is a monumental understatement. I was fucking enraged. Enraged that the bitch had the sword the whole fucking time.“Vilkas, I’m going. I will not let him come for her. It ends here. For once, I just want to live in peace. I don’t want to always be fighting. I have done enough of that since I was a child. Please, let me do this.” She pleads with tears swimming in her eyes.“I’m sorry, my love.” I walk to her and hug her, holding her in my arms. “I will not allow you to go. I need you here, where it’s safe. Let me do what I’m supposed to do. Let me protect you are our hatchling, plus our people. Please, my love, I can’t fight knowing you are in danger. Let me do this.” I stroke her hair as I hold her.“I will be ok. Please Vilkas. I have as much, if not more, reason to fight him. For 21 years, I believ
Serana POV.Hearing the small snores coming from Vilkas, I move slowly to get out of bed. I look at him and look towards the door. I take a small breath in and grab a bag and throw clothes inside.“Serana, what are you doing?” Bedelia asks, and I ignore her.“I’m sorry, my love.” I whisper as I give one last look at my sleeping mate. When I move towards the balcony and jump over the railing and freefall as Bedelia shifts and we pull up and fly high into the clouds so no-one can see us.“This is a bad idea and you know it.” She hisses at me. As she tries to turn us around but I pull back.“We need to do this. We will burn the kingdom to the ground. When Vilkas gets there, it will be easier for them.” I say and she grumbles about we are all going to die. I roll my eyes at her. She clearly loves this plan and has forgotten we are fucking immortal.“Shut up and get us to that portal before the rest arrive. We will attack Xerxes and his kingdom.” She doesn’t reply as we approach the neutra
Vilkas POV.Feeling the pain in my chest, I choke as I turn my head and see Xerxes pulling the sword from Serana’s back. My eyes widen as I shout her name.I stagger to my feet, clutching my chest, and try to run towards her. Stumbling over dead bodies, I land on my knees beside her. Tears blur my vision.“No, no, you never listen. Stay awake. Come on Serana, stay awake.” I panic with shaking hands. I put my hand over her heart and she looks at me crossed eyed as she smiles, blood leaving the corner of her mouth.I hear a scream and look up and see Xerxes has Lara by the throat. Serana places a bloody hand on my face and I look down at her and she chuckles.“Have you forgotten my love? We are immortal.” I blink at her words. Seriously? I knew that, but still seeing her like this made me panic.She sits up and spits blood from her mouth. I watch as she crawls forward. When she stops, her back arches before she is thrown back, her arms out behind her and her head back. A silent scream c
Serana POV.Do you ever just lay on the grass and look at the sky? Watching the fluffy white clouds taking different shapes, birds flying free. Calm, tranquil. That is until you hear a voice, pulling you away from your relaxation.“Rana, Rana, come on.” I turn my gaze to Joel, who is approaching from the side.“Yes, Joel. Can’t you see I’m cloud watching?” I say as he gets closer, his shadow covering my face and blocking my view.“And can’t you see you can’t get up?” Damnit!“Yes, fine. I came out to just sit and thought it would be a great idea to lay down.” I say when he rolls his eyes and grabs my outstretched arm and helps me stand.It has been four months since we went to the Fae realm. At that time, my bump has just popped out and I mean literally overnight. Seriously, I’m not lying.It was funny going to bed with a barely visible bump and I woke up the next day, rolling like a turtle stuck on my back. The baby moved and now, boom bump!“How long have you been stuck? Why didn’t