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The Fated Queen 28: Myra
Myra groaned miserably as she leaned back on the chair. The minimal moonlight that shed through the thin fabric of the curtains sprayed out across oriental carpet. It felt like ages had past since she started her search through Horace's parchments and books, yet nothing came to any value for her or what she was looking for. In fact, what exactly was she looking for in all of this? A deeper answer to the Karmina issue or a secret to her mother's and possibly her own family tree? "If what I was told was true, then mom always had Werewolf blood within her." Myra stated aloud as she set another heavy book aside. As true as that is, My, the Goddess locked away her Werewolf spirit. We need to understand why she did so. "Well, any information on that isn't in these." She gestured to the books she already skimmed through. "Nothing about Goddesses or Karmina or even Angels." She grumbled as she picked up a leather bound journal with aged parchment within. She blew on the cover, a dust clou
The Fated Queen 29: Aiden
She found us already? How many more were lurking around? Myra was inconsolable, but Aiden couldn't blame her. After staring her death in the face, anyone would have been terrified. Be it man or beast. Lily had scooped the child into her arms, hushing her softly, but her eyes were fixed on her Mate that was still tearing this now dead creature apart. Damion had dashed forward and got to Jayce's side when a guttural snarl drew his attention down the hall where Nigel's corpse lay. Aiden peered around the corner to find Nigel's hand twitched and his chest rose. His arms lay back with his head dragged up to a sitting position. "Uh Jayce?" Damion tapped his side. "Nigel doesn't look so good." He informed him. Jayce finally focused in on the risen corpse in the middle of the hallway. Nigel's head teetered from side to side for a moment before it cocked to the right. His eyes glazed over, but the moonlight gave visibility to the gash in his throat. Black ichor dripped from the open wound.
The Fated Queen 30: Jayce
In my Community? In my Pack House? After my daughter?! Being angry was an understatement. Jayce felt a murderous sensation after he killed the Undead mountain lion. Just seeing his daughter in danger, within range of a monster. His vision went dark, but the taste of blood, decay and ichor were the only things that filled his senses. He wanted it dead. Deader than dead. He wanted it dead to the point that even Magic of any kind couldn't resurrect it. Then there was the aftermath soon after with his Pack members that had seen what he'd done. That part didn't phase him at all, but the concerns they had only risen with the impatience and anger that boiled. Arguments ensued. Calming a large room of Werewolves was never an easy feat, but he managed to do so. Barely. He just needed to provide more answers to the additional questions that piled up. Jayce waited until the last member left the Pack House, accompanied by his own Warriors. He combed his fingers through his hair as he rested a
The Fated Queen 31: Lily
The look on his face only seemed to confirm her suspicions. Everything was happening for a reason. Things are as they should be. Even if the puzzle pieces were coming together slowly, they were finally forming the bigger picture. They descended the cold stairwell into the basement. The cool and damp stone wall was wet and smelt of mild mildew. She rarely ever came down to the old prison space, even to collect aged old documents that should've been filed in the Archives. It always filled her with dread knowing its history. So, any time she needed to collect something, she always asked either Jayce or Damion to grab her for her. But she couldn't avoid it this time. The moment her feet settled on the basement floor, rot and mildew filled her senses. She immediately covered her nose from the stench as she her eyes adjusted to the dimly lit space. Cells lined side by side on each wall, filled with boxes and shelved with crates with overflowing documents and books. No matter how much got
The Fated Queen 32: Karmina
"How interesting." She smiled sweetly as her vision returned to her. "He's more powerful than I realized." "My Lady." Nol's voice reached her from the doorway. "She's here." He informed her. Karmina peered over from the corner of her eye to his dark silhouette in the door. The dim lantern light behind him hid his gentle features. "Good." She got to her feet. Karmina waved her hand in a half circle around her and extinguished the candles that encircled her. "She sure took her time to get here." She said with a hint of disdain in her tone. "You have never made it easy for any of them to find you." He mentioned to her as he stepped aside. His moon silver hair swayed and rested over his shoulder. She stopped just inside the door and eyed the gold and black embroidered vest he wore with black slacks and shoes. His silver hair partially pulled back into a ponytail and half-hazard rested over his shoulder. His eyes appeared vacant as he waited obediently for her. "I couldn't have a plac
The Fated Queen 33: Nox
His eyes flickered between each memory that passed before him. Searching. Endlessly searching. What he came to realize after this predicament ensued, his memories faded. Little by little at first, but noticeable. The deeper he dove, the more he realized his own demise at hand. For the longest time, he was aware of the outside world behind the eyes of his host. With each passing and renewal, those memories never went away. He could easily pick up the remnants of a childhood memory from his time in Egypt to the memories of his reign in the Roman Empire. Never once had he failed to recall important information or something that didn't matter at all. This worried him deeply, but he had yet to voice this concern to his host and his Mate. "Nox?" her sweet voice called to him from the shadows of his realm. Nox glanced over his shoulder. The warbled visions of times past broke away into pieces before they faded away entirely. Azura approached him with a slight tilt of her head. She radiated
The Fated Queen 34: Lily
One, two, three. One, two, three. Lily let out a breath as she displayed another barrage of punches into the punching bag. Sweat gathered on her brow before it streamed down to the tip of her nose. When she brought her fists back again, she felt the muscles in her shoulders tighten up. "You're doing it again, Lily." Aiden commented as he held the punching bag in place. "If you continue to tense up your shoulders like that, it's going to decrease the speed of your punch." He tapped the punching bag. "Now ease up. Focus on the power in your legs and configure it into your arms for speed." Lily nodded as she relaxed her shoulders a bit as she held her fists up. One, two, three. One, two, three.With the slight twist in her hips, she struck the punching bag slightly harder than before, but not as fast as Aiden told her. His brows furrowed together for a moment as she punched again. Quietly evaluating. "Alright." He said, as he stepped aside. Lily lowered her fists to her side as she
The Fated Queen 35: Jayce
There was no doubt in his mind of the power that Lily contained. However, he wasn't prepared to truly witness the outcome of this power. The demonstration of power displayed put a new perspective in his Warriors that he hadn't seen before. Offering their throats had always been a common courtesy to power, but the kneeling was very much new to him. You feel threatened by her. Hearing Nox's observation stung Jayce. "Not threatened. Concerned, yes, but not threatened." Jayce corrected him. He took the stairs back to the second floor. "This is just new and rather unexpected." You feel uncomfortable, though. Does her training truly bother you? "No." Jayce said immediately. He turned down the hall back towards his office. "The training is necessary for what is coming." Jayce. You feel off about this. No matter your excuses, the results are still the same. Jayce came to a stop in the middle of the empty corridor. "It has always been my duty to protect her. For the past ten years, thi
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