Princess Lyna PovI take the darkstone out of the wooden box we carried it in and hold it in my hands. It's gray light illuminates the room and the many enemies of the angel kings that have gathered stare in awe. Many are yet to arrive. But they will soon be here and our quest will begin.I feel like a queen again, worthy of everyone's worship. The fate of many kingdoms and Royals now lay in my hands. My virtuous nemesis only got one wish left, but I got three. I will take away all she has and all that she values. One of the guests rises from his seat, regarding me with distaste. "I feel like any of us can use this stone. It can't be that special if a fool can hold it," he says. Guess I will have to hurt someone for them to show me the respect I deserve. It's not what Keira would do, but I am done trying to be like her. My stone doesn't need a good heart. It connects with my darkness."Here, take the stone if indeed you think you can use it," I offer the darkstone to the man who ju
Princess Lyna's povMy mate leaves the bed and kneels in front of me. He takes my hand and pecks the back of it several times, making me feel sensations that I haven't felt since the last time the angel kings made love to me. "I will be your loyal servant. I will make sure that you become the greatest of Queens, that everyone will worship you like a goddess" he vows in a firm voice. "All I ask is that you make a wish right now to make me stronger than the angel kings. Make me so formidable that none of their powers will affect me. I will conquer their kingdom and make you the queen," he adds, taking the tip of my middle finger into his mouth and sucking softly. A moan escapes my lips as tingles travel all the way to the the most sensitive areas of my body. "I will be at your service every night. And your most royal soldier every day," he swears, sucking on the tips of my other fingers. "Let's steal the stone now and make the wish before dawn. As long as I have the power everyone w
Angel Garren's Pov"We are taking away her wish and not giving anything back?" I question, feeling like we have failed our mate in every way. "What valuable thing have we left to give her?" Conrad questions. I try to think hard. If we were as wise as her we would probably know what is best to give her. "I think we should take her to the sacred fountain," Fenris says, causing my eyebrows to wrinkle in confusion. "How do you know that that thing even works?" Conrad questions."Would mother have taken us there if it doesn't work?" Fenris counters. The sacred fountain is a little, scenic place far within the northern forest. It's hidden between massive rocks and the fountain's beauty and clear waters make it look like a piece of heaven that fell on earth. It was mother who took us there when we were little. She said that if you're of pure heart the fountain's waters can show you visions of your future. Since none of us has ever been of pure heart we cannot tell if it's true. The fo
Last time he took me for a little adventure I ended up with my hand on dreamstone. If he were wrong about my virtuousness I would have burned to death. "We promise it will be safe," Garren assures. "It's the last of our secrets. And quite interesting," he adds, rousing my curiosity. Their secrets have been bewildering. I wonder how stupefying or appalling the last of them must be. Despite the the danger involved in following them I am more curious than afraid. "We spoke with your father already, to get his approval," Conrad informs. "Okay. I will put on my boots," I say and they nod."We will be waiting by the stables," Garren says as I turn and rush up the stairs. I change into boots and pants after getting to my room then make my way out. I find them waiting by the stables just like they said, but each has a horse. I had thought we would use a carriage, not actually ride the horses. I have little experience in ridding horses. My father never had any. And the alpha of Silvertho
Nestled within the wall of stones, the breathtaking fountain appears to be naturally carved from shimmering marble. It has the shape of a chalice with holes on the side that crystal clear waters escape through.A foliage of colourful wild flowers have grown all around the fountain, and the air is heavy with their sweet scents.Dew-kissed petals float upon the surface of the fountain, catching the light and casting a rainbow of colors upon the surrounding stones.The gentle trickle of the waters sound like the whispers of benign spirits. "Isn't it beautiful?" Conrad says while standing behind me. "It's incredible," I say. I feel like I would spend a night here and the darkness would not scare me. "Would you like to touch the waters?" Conrad asks. "Yes, I would like to know what they feel like," I answer. He steps forward on the slippery rocks and offers me a hand. I can make it on my own, but I give him my hand since they invited me here. He gets me past the wet rocks and I step
Angel Fenris's Pov"What do you think she saw?" Conrad asks, flopping down on the couch beside Garren."I would only know if I can read her mind," I reply. "She seemed happy though. And that's what matters." For the first time our mate looked genuinely happy while in our company. So whatever she saw must have been delightful. Pushing her to tell us what it was will make her think that we actually took her to the fountain to find out about our own future. Then she will be disappointed."Do you think she will accept to marry us now that we made her happy?" Garren questions. "We can only find out if we ask her," I answer, feeling optimistic. "That sounds risky. What if she refuses?" Conrad argues."Let me be the one to ask her first. I will go to her room and actually fall to my knees this time," I say. My brother's scowl in disapproval."Hell no. You're incapable of negotiating with a dog let alone our wise mate," Garren refutes. He is right about my inability to listen to others a
Keira's PovFenris holds my hand as we walk into the opulent dinning room. But a few things appears to have changed.The grand oak table that stretches the length of the room is set with my favourite foods, roasted meats, spiced stews, and freshly baked bread. It's like the dinner was prepared to please me.My seat is unoccupied at the end of the table, and in front of it is what looks like a book placed on a plate. Burning candles are placed all around it in a heart-shaped pattern.I am supposed to eat a book?Conrad, Garren and my father sit at the table. Their anxious smiles make my heart throb. This doesn't seem to be an ordinary dinner. "Come on," Fenris pulls gently on my hand and I realise that I had halted to study the room.We stride forward towards my seat. Fenris pulls it back so I can sit then walks to his. I look at the things laid out in front of me and notice that what I had thought to be a book is in fact a cake made in the shape of a book. The words, Will You Marry
Keira's povI step out of the doors of the palace in my dark boots and the dreamstone in hand. My enchanted blade also hangs from the belt of my pants.I scan the spacious palace grounds for my mates, expecting them to be on horseback's, ready to go. My eyes go wide in shock at the sight of them standing next to my father, shirtless. They all have their pants and boots on, but none wears a shirt. Several female servants gawk at the flawless figures while keeping a distance. I wonder if my mates lost their minds just when we are about to get attacked. Or they are flaunting their beauty one last time because they are expecting to die. I hurry to where they stand and notice that they also got swords hanging from their belts. They remembered everything but not their shirts."You're going to fight halfnaked?" I question hysterically."Your mates just chose to fly to the eastern border," my father tells."You . . . can fly?" I stutter gazing at the smiley faces of mates. "Why else would
Keira's Pov"Both your father and your friends are fine. They just had a meal and are now resting. We let them out of the cells in the basement after realising that it wasn't you that ordered their ," Fenris the honestly. "Arina ordered their imprisonment?" I ask in a furious tone. You yup"They attacked her and she demanded that they be locked up," he answers. "We did notice that the prideful decision was unlike you. We thought that you would ask for their release after calming down. But you went for our bodies instead."I would snap that witch's neck if she had not escaped. "If my actions are unlike my character again, lock me up intil you're sure it's me," I order. "Last time we were all together you were afraid of our touch, now you're not. Should we lock you up until we are sure it's you, your majesty?" Conrad asks teasingly while invading my space once more."I should have both of you punished for even imagining you can do that," I respond calmlyBoth him and Fenris chuckle,
Keira PovAlluring scents fill my nostrils as my mind reawakens. It's been days since the last time I inhaled those scents. Back when our mate bond existed. So this must be a dream. I briefly struggle to get my eyes open. A pair of soft lips kisses mine just as my eyes finally blink open. "Told you she just needed our close touch," Garren says after pulling back. "She has woken," he anounces and two more beautiful faces gather next to him, staring down at me with happy smiles.It's not a dream, our mate bond is back. Probably because of the shaman's death. We didn't get to celebrate our marriage, and after getting nearly killed I finally realised how fragile everything in life is. I was too focused on winning battles that I forgot to enjoy my relationship with my gorgeous mates.Arina's attack awakened the part of me that desired pleasant things again. Because I learned that anything can be taken away easily and all that will be left is regret. Because I didn't allow myself time to
Conrad's PovIf I had known this is what would happen I would not have allowed Keira to be part of this fight. She almost lost her life and will probably take days if not weeks to recover from the injuries. Not even our mate bond is present to help her heal faster."Where is her father?" I ask my brothers. It's obvious they do not want to talk about that. A thing that worries me because they were under Shaman's spell. "When that witch and her father arrived Keira's father and her friends tried attacking them. Of course we thought the woman was Keira so we defended her," Garren answers. "You didn't kill them, did you?" I ask. "No. The witch demanded that they be punished and locked up. We let the soldiers do the dirty work since we did not want to be directly involved. We thought that she would regret the decision later," Fenris answers. I wonder how bad the punishment was because there is a chance that our mate's father will never forgive us. I understand that my brothers were und
Angel Fenris's Pov I should have killed that witch before she had the chance to use the darkstone. Problem is I wanted to have fun killing her slowly and using different unbearable ways. I wanted her to die screaming apologies to Keira."Where is my Father and Ezra?" our mate asks with a concerned expression despite the pain she must be feeling. The truth would infuriate her. We made terrible mistakes while under that witch's spell. Telling her where her father and friends are when we have hurt her so much would make her hate us. I made her mind hurt excruciatingly whilst thinking that she is the witch. I cannot give her more bad news. Conrad stares at us curiously. Of course he doesn't understand why we cannot talk about our mate's father right now. "You're losing blood. Let me remove the blade out of your hand so we can take you to the doctor," I say to our mate, avoiding answering the question about her father and friends. Garren holds her tighter as I pull the sharp blade out o
Angel Garren's PovKeira would never ask us to kill our own brother, regardless of the fact that he is under the control of a wicked witch. Our mate was of pure heart. She would never demand the murder of someone that is not under control of his mind. I used to think that no other woman can have Keira's face, but our brother's witch looked and sounded exactly like her. We would have been fooled as well if Keira had not already found a way to restore our mate bond. But I am shocked that she is now demanding for Conrad's death like she never loved him.One of the pretentious guards that Conrad came in with takes off her helmet and just like the first time I am baffled by how much the witch resembles our mate."Kill me instead! I am the witch that is controlling his mind," she says. She is that selfless? Or is it a trick to make us believe that she is the true Keira?"You stupid bitch! You will die today!" our mate screams like she has suddenly lost her mind.She picks up the sword tha
Keira's Pov"I must ask that you do not tell your brothers that I am not Keira. Unlike you they seem to care for that pathetic human and won't like me if they realise that I am not her," Arina tells Conrad as we follow her and her father inside the palace. "Of course I won't tell them if you don't want me to," Conrad assures. "The guards behind used to be close friends of mine. Allow them to come with us," he requests and Arina simply nods. Guess she is so eager to have him as well that she is not allowing her mind to have suspicion. My other two husbands rise from the soft couches of the palace parlour as soon as we walk in through the door. They both step forward to hug Conrad."Welcome back, brother. Where did you get lost to?" Garren asks in a voice filled with concern. Arina makes her way to Fenris and wraps her hands around his waist. He embraces her back, rubbing her back gently and kissing her on the lips. She smiles in comfort."You first tell me what happened the day I l
Keira's Pov"Your plan worked, your majesty. Arina and her father believed that King Conrad turned against you and wishes to have a mate bond with her," Allen gladly informs. We smile in relief as we are now halfway into getting rid of the vixen and her foolish father. As long as the mate bond between her and my other two husbands is broken getting them to recognise who the real Keira is won't be as hard as the first time. According to the text I read about the identity spell, Arina must carry my blood everywhere she goes or my mates will discover that she is not me. Her father was left with only a few drops after suspending my mate bond with the angel kings before I returned to Lunacrest. Arina will only have a little of that blood as her father must have used some to lift my mate bond with my husbands again. Finding the tiny amount of the blood she is carrying will be hard but not impossible. "Did she mix the blood?" Conrad asks. "She asked that you return to the palace, your ma
Keira's PovAngel Conrad's hand and pen hovers over the tiny parchment."What do you think I should write?" he asks, looking furious that he has to do this. Of course penning a love letter to our enemy is not just hard but disgusting as well. But it seems to me like it's the only way we can get her to mix her blood with Luther's. Once the fake mate bond between her and my other husbands is broken then we won't have to fight them to get to her or her father."We must make her believe that your thoughts and feelings are genuine. You must confess a good reason why you're choosing to betray me. Tell her that I am a weak human that never deserved to be the queen of your great kingdom," I suggest."That's not true. You're the smartest and strongest woman our kingdom has ever seen. Not even our mother was as fierce as you're," my husband differs. "The point is to make her believe without doubt that you hate me. The truth doesn't matter," I answer. "Still it disgusts me to write such lies
Keira's PovI read the text titled, "The Identity Spell," frowning at it's weird content. "To steal a person's identity one needs the blood of their victim as well as an object belonging to those that they wish to fool. The enchantment must be done by a powerful sorcerer," I read out loud so that Angel Conrad and the alpha can hear. The rest of the text include strange words that should be uttered during the casting of the spell. How did they get items belonging to my mates to cast the spell? "The Shaman already had my blood, but not anything belonging to you," I tell Conrad. "Maybe we should search the place some more. You never know," Luther says. He summons five more loyal servants to help us. Good thing everyone is eager to please an angel king .The servants excitedly search the house for several hours, bringing anything suspicious to King Conrad. "I found these in Aria's closet, your majesty," one of the servants proudly reports while holding out three scarfs made of sea si