Viola PovI didn't know what had come over me when I saw the life leave my supposed Mates eyes. He momentarily looked shocked as he breathed his last breath. I glanced at at his heart in my hand in disbelief he had one after everything he had done to me. His blood was still dripping as it coated my forearms. I realized suddenly what I had done and then the wave hit me I had killed my mate I would never again feel the mate bonds warmth. I sobbed aloud not for Sebastian but for myself that as the Rebal Kings daughter I hadn't been seen fit to experience the true mate bond with someone who really loved me not just someone who saw me as a rung on his social climb to power. After a few moments I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder and looked into the eyes of Queen Poppy. "come on my darling." she said using her Queenly command gently as u stood numbly. Once on my feet and having stepped away from Sebastian's fallen body I felt Lucinda as she embraced me in a reassuring hug. "It will be OK.

***Viola POV***I watched the mated Royal couples reunion with a heavy heart and a shameful feeling of jealousy. This was all I wanted in life I had wanted a mate , children and a home. It seemed fate had held different ideas for me and as the rebel princess it appeared I was paying the karma price for my father's deeds against the crown. I had grown up with anything money could buy but I had always vowed to give it all away for a family. I had done terrible things in the past in the name of loyalty to the one man I had in my family and that was my father, when I met Sebastian my blurred vision of loyalty moved to him and his immoral behaviour but over the past few decades I had slowly begun to see my own faults. When I had set fire the the watchers last office I had fully intended to stop my mate by Killing us both but Fr Colm had interfered and I had to get him to safety. After that he helped me hide from Sebastian and my father and we had become good friends. Fr Colm Roche had beco

Emmett PoV We all found Prince Quentin and his fairy companions in the basement room observing the circle quietly when I entered with Charlie he looked up at us. "It's a strong fairy ring." he sighed and my face fell. "The fairies that created this are of as ancient a blood line as my own. Makes sense why Carmen targeted them." he added. "This blood line is going to be tough to over power." one of the other fairies agreed as they stared at the stone circle again with out stretched hands. They appeared to be feeling and pushing against a force we could not see. "And they all perished by Carmen's hand?" Quentin asked me without looking from the ring. "all but one." Emmett replied. "Of course otherwise the ring would break. Carmen has the fairy I assume?" Quentin asked again in a cold direct manner. "No we have her here." I responded. "Then why waste our time Werewolf kill the fairy and the magic dies simple." the older fairy companion snapped as he turned his glare at me and Cha

Daphne Pov I heard Max leave and I drifted back into a restless sleep. I had no idea why I thought I had come to some place where I could live with the grief and misery but over the last few days a darkness had crept over me. I could hear voices in the distance. "What's wrong with her?" my brother Emmett's voice came through the thin walls of my tent and into the brain fog I was under. "I don't know." my father responded. "I think we should just give her space." Charlie's voice joined the conversation. A small smile played on my lips Charlie was a true Luna and her instincts were strong. "I'll talk to her." she added gently and I knew she was shooing the men away. I heard Charlie unzip my tent slightly before calling me. "Daphne?" She called gently. I didn't move but I knew her wolf sensed I was awake as she crawled into the tent and sat next to me. She silently placed her hand on mine and I felt her Luna touch ease my tense body slightly. "Daphne?" She asked again softly. "What

Charlie POV Viola's odd words washed over me. "Did she just say Dad." Soairse asked me in my head as I nodded slightly. "Hello Viola." he replied as around us other Vampire's now fought to keep us inside a safe ring and the Rebal King safe. "I heard you were fighting here with the wolves and Nicklaus Vampire's." he growled. Tristan moved to Viola's side protectively at the sound of the growl. "Back off punny Vampire. The only thing in this world I wouldn't hurt and would lay my life down for is my Princess Viola." he snarled. "Then it appears we share that." Tristan responded as he wrapped a protective arm around her waist. He raised his eyebrow in a suspicious glance. "Where is Sebastian?" he asked as a strange look crossed his face one I could not quite read. "Dead." Tristan snapped as the Vampire Rebel Kings eyes swung to Tristan. "At your hand?" Viola moved slightly between the two glaring males and hung her head. "No father I killed Sebastian he sold me to the witches