All Chapters of Fated Fairy Tales: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Jo’s POV “Get some rest, Ora,” I told her as I lay on the bed beside her. I haven’t slept in so long. But I’ve had to keep Ora safe. There is only me left. Closing my eyes, I drifted to sleep. I am surrounded by darkness. Then, out of nowhere, I hear screaming. I never saw what happened back at the farm. But not knowing leaves my imagination to run rampant. I pray Jayne and Josie were killed quickly. “Please goddess, let them have died quickly,” I whispered before I opened my wet eyes. I have yet to grieve about losing my sisters. But there will be a time for that. Sitting up, the room was still dark. I mustn’t have slept for long. Then my stomach rumbled, making me realize how hungry I was. I hadn’t eaten since breakfast yesterday. Jupiter scolds me, “You can’t protect anyone if you have no energy.” She says. Deciding to go to the kitchen and get some food, I get dressed in the dark. I dread to think how bad I look, but I don’t care. No one will be around at this

Jo’s POV “Do you remember the Witch War, nearly two decades ago?” I asked. “I do,” Carson says as he gets to his feet. “I heard it was brutal.” I turned and glared at him. “It was.” “Do you remember why it started?” Carson shook his head. Few would remember. “All the history books will tell you it started because the Wolf King and the Witch Queen had a child and that child disappeared, never to be heard of again. But that’s not the truth. It began years before that.” I take a breath. “The Witch Queen’s sister, Millicent, was the cause. She wanted to take the child and keep her hostage until the child came of age. Then she would kill her and drain her body of her power. Millicent wanted her power to help her become the most powerful witch in the world.” “What if she has a wolf? No power,” Matthew asked. “If the child has a wolf, Millicent will kill the wolf and use the wolf’s blood to kill the Witch Queen. Either way, the child dies.” “To protect the child

Jo’s POV “Oh, crap,” I say as I stand in the bathroom wrapped in a towel as water drips down my body. I forgot I have nothing clean to wear. I could ask one of the female tutors if they have any spare training clothes I could borrow. But they will be in classes, teaching right now. “Crap,” I say again, realizing I am going to have to walk through the halls of the academy wearing nothing but a towel. It’s not that I am ashamed of my body. Because I’m not. But in my opinion, being naked should only happen pre- or post-shift. There is no excuse to be naked in public any other time. Jupiter snickers at my predicament. “It’s alright for you, you have fur.” I snap. I pull my short towel tighter as I walk out the door of my suite. The clothing bins outside are full of clothes. That’s where I need to go. As I walk down a hallway, I hear people snickering and whistling. But it was when they yelled “Nice legs, fancy wrapping them around my face,” I turned around. I glared at the

Ora’s POV Beep. Beep. Beep. The sound of my alarm goes off. The difference between the time zones is killing me. I know it’s going to take a bit of time, but I have to adapt. I have to get back to my routine. “Aunt Jo. It’s time to get up,” I said, getting out of bed. She didn’t move. I started getting dressed and pulled the blanket off of her. Aunt Jo groans. Tugging the blanket back and throwing it on the floor. Usually, she is up before me. But not lately. I woke up during the night, and she wasn’t there. So I don’t know when she went to bed. Occasionally, I look at her and I see her eyes filled with tears. She won’t admit it, but I can see she is struggling with everything going on. “Breakfast, then a run,” I told her as I walked into our enormous bathroom. I brush my teeth and tie my hair up. I stare at myself in the mirror and remind myself that I need to be better, stronger, faster. “You know how far away Summer Hill is?” Aunt Jo asks me as she ties the laces on

Jo’s POV We just managed to return to Beta Academy in time for a quick snack before my fighting session. Ora ran up to our suite, muttering about dropping something off before she went. I found her comment confusing because we had gone nowhere to pick something up, nor was she carrying anything. But she ran off before I could had a chance to ask. I didn’t have nearly enough food, but it would suffice until after my session. I hate tardiness. As Ora and I made our way to the weapons shed. I noticed a massive crowd eagerly waiting for me. Alongside the students, I also saw some tutors and Principal Andrews. I guess my words yesterday hit a nerve. Yes, they were harsh, but they were true. “I hope you have all warmed up,” I shouted. There are a few muffling noises. “You are wasting my time and mine if you turn up ill-prepared.” I pause and watch a few people squirm. “For the next few days, I need to assess you. I want to know what you are capable of?” I wandered up and down the c