All Chapters of Shifted Fate: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

“No!” Verity shrieked as I pumped ore power into the mark hidden on Toya’s dark skin. She thought I wouldn’t notice the slight discolouration on her shoulder. But I have spent years sparring with her, years being her friend, shifting with her almost daily. I know her body, and I saw the slight difference as soon as Toya moved her hair. Toya stumbled back and her eyes flashed with confusion. “What the hell?” She turned to look down. “It fucking burns.” She snarled as I sent a fresh wave of magic into her shoulder. “I know, and I’m sorry, but it has to go.” I grabbed her and pulled her closer to me. “Do you trust me?”She stared at me for less than a second. “Of course I do.”I nodded as Verity screamed again. “You can’t fucking do this.” She stumbled towards us as I shifted my hand into claws behind my back. I pulled back my power from Toya’s shoulder, like I was giving up, like her power was too strong to break through. I panted and flashed a look at Toya. She gave a tiny nod as I t

We all sat in stunned silence for a moment before we all cracked and started laughing. Wendy leaned back and wiped her face as tears fell. “The fuck Amy.”“What?” I giggled. Hanna shook her head. “Today has been the most insane day.”“What do you mean?” I turned to face her, leaning on the table. “We woke up and got ready for graduation, your birthday, and we were so happy.” She smiled. “And then the bullshit with your dad, with the king, the attack, Carly and Carl, and then everything with Toya and Micca…” She sighed. “I’m exhausted.”Micca nodded. “But I also know this will eat at Amy until she figures it out, and we are all about to go home in…” She looked at the clock. “Five hours.” I groaned, but nodded. “She is right. Two of you are leaving, and we don’t honestly know when we will see each other again.” I sighed as I stood and walked to the kitchen for a cloth. I came back to the table and wiped it off. “We need to know if my thought it correct.”Toya nodded. “I know that my

“No.” Hanna shook her head, but then went back to the bowl. “But I didn’t expect that.” She waved her hand in the air, causing all of us to laugh.“That was…” Micca she trailed off as she stared at my bowl. Wendy chuckled again. “Intense.”I nodded. “Magic can be.” Toya grabbed her bundle of herbs. “My turn.” She turned to me, wiggling her eyes brows. I leaned over. “Why are you so excited?”Toya bounced in her chair. “I know who I come from. But I have never seen her as you have, and that.” She sighed. “That was amazing. Seeing the moon goddess claim you was amazing.” She looked at the other girls. “I want that feeling for myself.”I nodded. “This will be interesting.” I scooted closer to her and held the knife to her. “Light your candle. Give your sacrifice.” I looked over at everyone. “When you light the herbs, I’ll grab your hand and together we will recite the words.”Wendy paled. “I don’t remember the words.”I waved her off. “It’s okay. The words are easy. Ano septa clu dine

“You come from a family or travelers.” She winked as she moved onto my next friend. Then she looked around and smiled. “All of you do. But you three, you lost your roots because of it.” She watched as the three of them all nodded. “Now. Refinding your stories, finding your roots will become something important to you. And it should be.” She leaned over and kissed Hanna’s brow. “While Japan is dear to your family. China is where they stem from. Your goddess calls you home.” She moved to Micca, and she tugged on her strands. “It should come as no surprise that your roots are Welsh. Rich in culture and redheads.” My grandmother laughed. “Arianrhod of the silver wheel and weaver. Tell her stories and bring her home.” Micca smiled as she played with a lock of hair as my grandmother moved past me. She stopped next to Wendy and kissed her brow. “A god brought forth your line. Norse roots date your family back years. Yet in their exploration, your men turned their back on their god. And now y

Tiny sobs racked her body. She cried herself out before she looked up into my face. “Did daddy really say that?” I nodded and showed her the letter. “You’ve seen your dad’s hand writing right?” I asked softly, but she shook her head. “Well, this was written by him.” I watched her tiny finger trace the words. “I can’t read it.” I leaned my head against hers. “I’ll teach you.” She took the letter gently. “Is this mine?”I kissed her head. “Your daddy wrote you a ton of letters, and you get to keep them all.” I was going to push up from the ground, but Carly stopped me. She handed it back to me. “I don’t want to lose it.” I took the letter and folded it back up. “Can you keep it for me?” She sniffled and then stood. She made her way over to the mirror and twirled in a circle. “My daddy is right.”“Oh?”“You made me beautiful.” She gave me a tiny smile as I got up off the floor. “No, Carly girl. You are already beautiful. I just did your hair.” I tucked the letter into my sweatpants