All Chapters of Fated Fairy Tales: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Evangeline’s POV On the flight to America, I was so anxious that I felt nauseous. Edgar held my hand the whole way. He looked just as nervous as me, but he appeared to be handling it better. “What do you think she will look like?” I asked him. “If she’s half as stunning as her mom. She will be beautiful.” He said as he kissed the back of my hand. I closed my eyes as the tears poured down my face. I swallowed back a sob. My baby, I am finally going to be reunited with her. It’s been a lifetime since I held my little girl in my arms. I did a lot of breathing techniques during the flight, just to calm myself down. It worked to a degree. When the seatbelt sign came on, my anxiety turned to excitement. I was one step closer to seeing her. When we arrived at the airport, Royal Beta Jasper was there to greet us. He was a man of few words, but he may not want to risk offending us. I grabbed Dora out of my bag, and Edgar looked. “We’re in a strange country and with strange people. I am n

Evangeline’s POV Discovering that Joanna was pregnant was both shocking and frustrating for me. How could she be pregnant if her duty was to protect Aurora? Hearing about the sneaky pranks Shannen and Ora pulled on the couple made it less upsetting. But the revelation that Ellie might have a way to rid the world of Millicent and Marco caused me to forget about it immediately. I thought it was peculiar that Ellie came to help Joanna, but if Frederick sent her, there must be a purpose behind it. I have learned over the years not to question him or his methods. “Once we have his poison and her blood, we are only going to have a small window to get the antidote ready. If Joanna is really that important to you all. The fight is going to have to be wherever she is,” Ellie tells Nathan. She’s right, there will only be a few hours in which we will have to create the antidote. So it’s agreed our ultimate battle with Millicent will be here. But how do we lure Millicent here? I could us

Ellie’s POV “Come on Ora. You can do better than that.” I yelled at her. We have been training for over a week. At first, the progress she made was truly impressive. She’s not at full power yet, but I can see it advancing. But now, she seems distracted. I keep catching her and Benson looking at each other and that worries me. She needs to be focused on the task at hand, on saving her aunt and helping me take down Millicent. On top of that, Rhea keeps acting like a giddy child around him. I can guess that is how the pair used to act when they were growing up. I needed to speak to Benson about the situation, so I waited until Ora went to do some training with Rhea. I told him my concerns. At first, he looks hurt and shocked. But in the end, he agreed he is more of a hindrance than a help at this crucial time. Although he didn’t want to leave, he offered to return to Beta Academy with me the next time I went. “I am not sure if that is the right thing to do, Benson.” He looked con

Anabelle’s POV I guided Merida toward our table in the restaurant, and we joined him at the table. Frederick is sitting there with a coffee in his hand. “I ordered for you. Didn’t think you would be long,” he said. I looked at the table. Two huge chocolate sundaes were sitting there. He pushes them toward us. “There is no one here to impress. Wouldn’t you agree?” He says, but looking at Merida, like he is saying something personal to her. “Chocolate is my favorite.” She looks at me. “But I eat like a slob and make a mess. Ma won’t let me have it.” She says, pulling it toward her. Frederick smiles as Merida shoves the spoon into her mouth and moans. I haven’t even made a dent in mine when she puts her spoon on the table. I look at her and can’t help but snicker. She’s an absolute mess. I can see what her mother means. It’s all over her face, in her hair, and all over the table. “I enjoyed that,” she says, patting her stomach. Frederick looks at her and his face becomes serious

Evangeline’s POV I haven’t slept since I met Frederick that night. I’m attempting to make sense of all the things he talked about. But the first thing I had to do. I made sure to give my Wiccan friends a funeral that honored them with the respect they deserved. To make this happen, I had to contact each coven separately and inform them about their murder. As their friend and queen, I felt obligated to be in charge of the ritual. So I traveled to each coven. It broke my heart to say goodbye, but it was the right thing to do. Each time, I asked myself if it was worth it. It wasn’t until I was safe in my home coven did I say those words out loud. I was standing next to my aunt at the time. She was the one I turned to for guidance after my mother’s murder. She deservingly is now one of the coven’s elders. Her appearance has changed since I last saw her. She now has gray hair and a hunched posture, causing her to rely on a walking stick for support. “Don’t do that to yourself, Evange