Chapter 12- Merrick’s POV
My mind has been reeling all afternoon. Everything that I had suspected and had known to be true is, in fact, true. I still remember the day my father had cornered me in my room and demanded all my books and research. I begged and bartered to the best of my ability to change his mind, and each passing word only fueled his rage and hatred. I watched in horror as my father took my items to the backyard and tossed them into our burn barrel. I thought I would rummage through and save what I could later, that was until he came out with lighter fluid and a lighter. He lit a single sheet of paper and watched it engulf in flames. His wicked eyes turned to lock on me. At that moment, I had lost all respect for this man. Everything I did became between my mother and myself. I did not need him to teach me to drive or do homework. I wanted nothing from him.
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Chapter 13- TalvinTalvin’s POV “RUN,” the voice bellowed in my mind snapping me from the frozen position I was residing. “This way,” I screamed to my family, leading them around the backside of our house. “We need to get in the car and get out of here!” My mom’s voice calling over my shoulder warned. “We can’t drive where we are going,” Fulton calls out to her. The noise of the crushing fence behind us pushes us to run faster than before. “I need a knife!” I call in the direction of Merrick.My knives were all taken from me a few years ago. When I was entering the Kingdom almost daily, my parents thought that I was self-harming by cutting. In their defense, my hands and arms were starting to look mangled. The therapist thought it was best for all sharp objects to be removed from my life. My parents even placed the ki
14- Elnora POV Taking a step through the open doors, I walk into a Victorian Era style living room. The delicate designs catch my interest as we walk through the room, none more eye-catching than a wooden carving in the center. “What is this piece?” I ask Sabastian as I come to a halt in front of it. My hand is moving eagerly to caress the deep colors and swooping designs. “Please don’t touch Princess. That piece is a personal item of the King.” His sorry state piques my interest even more. “My apologies. I don’t know what overcame me.” I return a brief smile and motion that I am ready to continue our tour. Every item has a proper home, nothing out of place. The thought of being in such a pristine home gives me shivers of excitement. “Do you have a certain thread count you would like for your sheets, Princes
15- Elnora POV “Look out there. What do you see?” He asks, pointing over a small section of town. “A town and people walking around.” “Those people over there are some of the scariest beings I have ever encountered. I had to work with them.” “Did they hurt you?” “Oh no. Let me be clear. Besides my father beating the crap out of me, the only thing that hurt me here was myself getting in. My blood isn’t needed to go home, just to come in. You see, the King offered me a position in helping other children like me, who were beaten and couldn’t speak; I would allow them to have a voice. I would draw the attention of the child during the day. I would look for any questionable marks on them, and I would give them a small red flag. I would tell them that if they ever needed help and wanted their abuser to be stopped without any harm coming to them, or them announcin
16- Elnora POV Fulton’s voice is on repeat in my mind. “You also marked him. So do not think much of it. We are already on board with our new stepdad.” Making my way back into the living room, I look around. “I wonder if I have been here before?” I question myself as I run my hand along the back of the couch. Deciding to get a drink before checking out my room for the night, I head to the fridge. “Oh my!” I squeak. Before me in the refrigerator sits rows of my favorite ice coffee. On each shelf holds a label with our names on them with our favorite items. “They outdid themselves.” My smile overtakes my eyes and brings a threat of tears to them. Taking a coffee out, I take a long swig and sigh. This is by far the best coffee I have ever tasted. I must get the recipe from Sabastian; I conclude an
17- Elnora POVA gentle knock at the door sounds. “It's open!” We all call in unison. Hands going wild trying to catch the fast little critter. “I am here to announce,” Sabastian trails off as he witnesses the four of us on the ground laughing together, going after something he cannot see. “Could I be an assistance?” His words filled with confusion. Laughing, I pull myself from the ground and make my way to his side. “Good evening Sabastian.” “Good evening Princess. May I ask what kind of game you are all playing?” Intrigue laced upon his face. “It is not a game. The boys caught a lizard and were planning on playing a joke on me. I startled them, and the lizard escaped. We were trying to pick it up.” I laugh, watching the boys dive for it again just before it slipped under the couch. “I see. If you would like, I can catch it for them?” “Got it!” Merrick
King Lawler POV- In flashback memories A week after giving Fulton my word that his family would be safe, Elnora called. She didn’t realize that she was calling for me, so I stayed safely in the cover of the woods listening as she spoke. Her delicate hands wrapped around a cup of hot tea as she called to the sky. The sorrow within her words broke something within me “Please, anyone if you can hear me. I don’t know what to do anymore. I feel as though my life has been stolen from me. I love my family and my kids more than life itself, but I can’t continue only to be a maid in my home. I need more, and I deserve more. I don’t deserve to feel like I am walking on eggshells as soon as my husband comes home. I need a friend who can give me advice on what to do.” Her words are turning into sobs of incoherent babble. I watched the same scene night after night for weeks until she didn’t cr
“Yes, I will take you as mine,” I agreed as I swooped her up into my arms and ran to the back part of the property, holding her tightly to my body. “Why did you take me away from the house?” Curiosity seeping through her words. Walking slightly away from her, I run my hand through my hair. Never did I think I would feel this strongly about another person in my life. Never did I think I would be willing to mark a woman who is currently married. I can feel the tug of fate pulling against my morals, and it is winning. “How do I know you aren’t going to want to stay with him?” The words leaving my lips faster than I have time to process them. “What can I do to prove to you that I am not going to stay with him, and I am yours?” “Mark me.” “What?” “Mark me,” I repeat, stepping closer to her now. “If you mark me, you will be bound to me and only me. You will not be able to change your mind and go back to him. You
20- Lawler POV The shock on Sabastian’s face was what I had hoped to see. His shocked expression showed me that he didn’t know or even suspect that I had a child. I didn’t coddle him like I thought I had. “Who is your child?” His excitement of an heir to the throne is evident in his tone. “It is one of the boys, isn’t it?” “Indeed, it is.” “They couldn’t rule right way if something were to happen to you, so our Queen would rule until he came of age.” Talking to himself to understand everything, I slow him down. “Yes, that is correct. I am not planning on going dying for a long time. I wouldn’t mind retiring and taking Elnora on a world tour, though.” “You do that as a Mark gift. Take her on a trip of a lifetime.” “Good idea.” My mind immediately begins to organize a trip on its own as I con
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Chapter 171- Elnora POV Everyone has taken their seats and turned their attention to us. “We have learned within our Kingdom that for every problem we have, there is a silver lining. Once again, our King and Queen prevailed, and with their victory, we gained a new King and Queen in training. A gift to our Kingdom that we all thank you for granting to us.” Sabastian bows to all of us before continuing. “When Lawler began seeing you, Elnora, in the human world during the cover of night, he started changing for the better. He started becoming the King he had always wanted to become. Then when you entered our world and completed your mark, you granted him the strength needed to be the best version of King he could be. A gift he has granted your son and our future King. It is my honor to welcome you into our Kingdom not only as our Queen and friend but as the wife of my best friend.” &nbs
Chapter 170- Elnora POV Blow after blow; we watch as the pair of them struggle. "How is he still standing?" I link with Harmony. "Magic, they have witches on his side that are keeping his strength up.” "Can we break it?" I beg. "No, not unless we find the witches and the magic is not coming from here." Harmony sounds defeated. "I cannot live on without him.” "You will have to, for your children." Harmony moves to my side and takes my hand as we watch in horror. Lawler is beginning to lose, and I have had enough. How can I stop this? I ask myself. We watch as his father lifts his hand one last time, and as he does, I know this will be the blow that knocks Lawler unconscious. "STOP!" Tavin demands as he walks forward. My attention doesn't leave Lawler and his position, but the command stops the blow. "You are to remove yourself from his bo
Chapter 169- Elnora POV My spell is working. Lawler has a bloody nose as he stands, but nothing more. On the other hand, his father is bleeding profusely and has a broken nose. “What did you do?” He calls out. “I did nothing,” Lawler responds to him. His father struggles to his feet, and when he finally makes it, he throws another punch into Lawler’s stomach. I watch in amazement as Lawler hardly flinches and his father withers on the ground in pain. “Just toss him in the dungeon, and we will deal with him another day.” I request. “Stay back.” Sabastian pulls me from my waist backward towards the beach. I can see what he sees from this position, and people surround us we do not know. I lock eyes with Sabastian, and he nods his head. I look to Talvin and link with him first. “I am calling in back up; tu
Chapter 168- Elnora POV “You look beautiful,” Merrick announces as he enters the room and sees me standing on the dressing platform. “Thank you.” He offers his hand for me to step down after the last adjustment to my dress is made, and I take it. “Really, you are glowing. I am so happy for you.” He states as he walks with me to the door. “Are you sure you boys are ok with me getting married?” I ask him. “Mom, he already adopted us, and we took his last name. We signed off on that paper. Of course, we are ok with you getting married. Finally, we will all have the same last name again. You are the only odd man out.” He pokes fun at me. “I don’t want to upset any of you.” “This has been the best five years anyone could have ever asked for. Trust me, and we are all here for you. If you need me to make a distraction today, just say the word bab
Chapter 167- Elnora POV Vampires can drink a lot before feeling even the slightest buzz from consumption. Today, I am saying prayers to the porcelain gods of Harmony’s guest bathroom, or should I say my room at her house. I feel horrible. My bachelorette party was the best party I have ever been to in my life. Even the creatures that were invited had a blast and drank with us. A soft knock sounds on the bathroom door. “No one is home.” I joke. “I have some tea that will help you feel better,” Sydney calls softly. “Come in.” Granting her access, I wipe my mouth and sit on the floor. “Feeling pretty bad, I see.” “Yeah.” “Harmony said this tea will help you feel better.” “Will it, though?” I ask as I take it from her hands. “She made me some, and I feel completely norma
Chapter 166- Elnora POV Relief. That is the feeling that consumes me when Lawler announces that his father is alive. His face looks horrified and like he is waiting for me to bolt at any moment, but instead, I move to him and sit in his lap. “Oh, Lawler.” I hug him tightly. “I know you are angry.” He begins. “No, I am not. I am relieved more than you will ever know. This is honestly not even close to the things that I was thinking. This is the lesser of the evils that had gone through my mind. I wish you would have told me sooner so I could tell you.” “Tell me what?” “We had your fathers’ blood. We have put a barrier up in our Kingdom, and along with the portals for all the Kingdoms, he cannot get in. There is no way he will ever get you here.” “Spells can be broken.”“They can, but they are pretty good spells. We also have backup p
Chapter 165- Elnora POV Lawler has been distant this week. Not in the mental sense; when he is with me, he is with me entirely. Communication is on point, and he makes sure all of my needs are met, but physically, he is distant. Theo insists that he is working on something, and everything is fine. I know better, though; I can feel it deep down in my soul that something is off. Something has presented itself, and he is trying to handle it without me knowing. I have considered that it was information on Brogan, but Leon comes to me every day after he scouts with any information he has or doesn’t have. Looking out over the ocean from our balcony, I drink my tea in peace. I finally switched from coffee a few years ago when Tiffany insisted I learn the difference in taste and smell in herbs so that I would never fall prey to someone trying to drug me. Over the
Chapter 164- Lawler POV For five years, I have searched for proof that my father was alive or dead, never to find a whisper of the truth. Now I find out that he is alive and coming for me just as I have something important happening in my life. “Do you know when?” I ask as I rub the irritation from my face. “By the next full moon.” He replies. The full moon was the night before last; I have about a month. I begin to calculate what needs to be done before anything happens. “What do you know of the puddle?” I ask standing, producing the blade of grass. “Oh, right. About that.” He stutters. “Touch it.” I insist. “You already know your answer.” He counters. “I need to see for myself.” Holding it closer to him, I watch as he picks it up and peals it apart. Nothing happens; he is the