All Chapters of Syren's Song: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Hey, Dior." Myra smiled.Nimue scowled quietly before plastering a smile across her features, "This is my adoptive daughter, Dior. Child, this is your future father and brother."Dior waved at me with a smile before turning her attention to my father, giving him the same gesture to which he returned. I rolled my eyes as I studied the little girl.Something about her doesn't sit right with me. I understand that she is an infant but the sweet look and cherry personality seem forced and faked. The way her eyes would twinkle when meeting new people looks as if she's putting on a front, and no one else seems to notice but me."She will be turning 6 years old in a few moons, as such a small gathering will be held in her honor as well as the announcement of your father and I's marriage and coronation." Nimue sipped her soup casually.The water I was sipping on slipped from my lips unintentionally as this news sunk in."What do you mean YOUR coronation?" I gritted, my hands clenched on both

I finish my breakfast, dragging Hunter and Remmi to Raver's room to discuss what I'd heard earlier that morning.I knock on his door a couple of times before he answered, hair messy and eyes tired with no shirt on."Oh! I uh...hey. Um..." I stumbled to form a sentence as I tried my best to not look at his abs on full display."Breathe," Remmi whispered which caused Hunter to chuckle beside her, making my cheeks turn a bright shade of red."We need to talk."He nodded before opening his door wide enough for us all to enter and closing it shut behind us. He pulled a shirt on as he sat on the edge of his bed, the rest of us piling onto it.I dove into what I saw, leaving out the information about the secret passage since I wanted to explore it a bit more, find out exactly what lies at the end of it. All the while Hunter and Raver's eyes never left mine as Remmi fiddled with her fingers in her lap, eyes cast downwards."And then I went to the dining room, trying not to let her know that I

"Queen Layla," Myra said once we finished the first page of the tome."Syrens sound awesome! Can you do any of that mind-reading thing?" Hunter asked, practically bouncing in his seat like the imbecil he is."Not that I know of," She answered before turning to Remmi," Why would the prophecy be about Syrens? What about us made our abilities so much more superior to the others that it could cause the end of the world?""Have you not been reading what was on that page? You can manipulate the way people think, possibly turn them against their own kind causing a whole war on its own," She threw her hands up as she stared back at Myra."Yes, but Lykans can shift into wolves, seers have mystical powers, fae have their elements and-" Myra was cut off by Remmi."Syrens can turn people against each other, I don't think there's anything more powerful than that.""This is why the teachers tried attacking us back in half caste, they were trying to execute a problem before it became one." I thought

"What happened here?" I asked a maid who was off to the side.The King had ordered that everyone except the royal family and myself clear out to avoid tampering with any evidence until detectives arrived.The guests who had followed us must've told people what they saw because no more than five minutes later the orchestra stopped playing and no more chattering was heard, only the sound of hooves tapping against the gravel and the wheels of the carriages moving away from the castle."Poor Annalia, she was so young. Been working here with her mother for all her life until her mother passed away last year, now her. She came to the kitchen earlier after she cleaned out on of the emergency secret passageways telling us she'd heard something horrific.""We all ignored her, rightfully so as she always had such an active imagination that no one ever took her seriously. She was going on about a cloaked figure, the rest was a jumbled mess of patois that none of the other helped understood. No o

Seeing her being treated like that set my veins on fire. I wanted to rip the heads of the guards that held her. If only they knew, my father would never treat her so poorly if he knew what she meant to me.My soulmate.My better half would be dead by dawn and I can't do anything about it. Choosing her would mean going against my father's decree and I'll lose my title. On the other hand, is there a life worth living for me without her in it? We've only known each other for a few months but in those times I've gotten used to the comfort she brings me when she's near. The sweet scent of apples and orchids were intoxicating and I couldn't get enough of it.I was at war with my mind as every fibre in my body begged to attack. I was getting too angry and I needed to cool down fast before I commit mass murder in my own court. I knew for a fact that she played no part in this because the moment I announced to her that she was accused of murder her heart stopped and I felt a strong emotion. No