Queen Alpha (NYC Mecca #2)(46)
Finn’s urgent call cut through my hazy mind.
There is someone sneaking around the bushes. They are cloaked with magic. I can’t get a read on them, but you need to get back to your dominants.
Kade straightened then, and with one final kiss on my lips, gently dropped me to my feet. “We have to move,” he said. “Nix is picking up some strange energy. She’s with Finn.”
He’d gotten the same warning. If both of our familiars were worried, we probably should be also. The crunch of undergrowth had me spinning, but thankfully it was only Finn and Nix. My wolf galloped up, the giant eagle perched on his back. Nix did a little jump-swoop thing and landed on the king’s shoulder. But before we could move out, another figure appeared from the shadows and Kade reacted in an instant. He lunged forward and scooped up the smaller shifter with ease.
A flash of mecca shot him back and Violet fell to a heap on the forest floor. The magic born was back up and on her feet in an instant. She brushed herself off, throwing a cheeky smile at Kade. “Got to get up earlier than that if you want to bear-handle me, friend.”
He shook his head, some of the bear fading out of his features as he calmed a little. He’d partially shifted the moment he grabbed at the “intruder.”
“What are you doing here, Vi?” I asked, stepping closer. She seemed to be examining me with great concentration and I wondered how disheveled I looked. Probably I was a huge mess, looking exactly like a queen who’d just cried and been kissed all in one heartbeat.
“Vi!” My voice was sharper than I intended, but we were on a time crunch here. If it was fae wandering around these woods, we had to make sure our people were safe. We also had to get back to do the ritual. Until we could return the mecca energy, they were going to keep coming for us.
She smiled at me and it was a look full of knowledge. She knew exactly what Kade and I had been up to. Thankfully she wasn’t going to tell anyone. She valued my head, and would likely hope it stayed attached to my neck.
“I was just coming to find you all so we could head back to Manhattan for the fae ceremony. We don’t want to miss the peak of the full moon. But then I smelled a magical cloak and went to investigate.”
My heart was already hammering in my chest from my heated kiss with Kade. News of a magical cloak didn’t help with it at all. “Finn detected the magic too. It wasn’t you?”
Violet shrugged. “No, wasn’t me. But I’ve done some pretty crazy stuff with the other magic born when we were drunk off shifter wine two festivals ago. It’s probably a prank to steal your thrones or any number of stupid tricks.”
I relaxed a little. She was probably right. Shifters got pretty crazy under the full moon. Throw in alcohol and the magic of the summer festival … all kinds of mayhem could happen.
Kade stepped to my side; his hand brushed across my back, and I knew he was offering me comfort. Everything had changed between us – his declaration, the kiss. We could never go back, so now it was about figuring out how to do this. Together. Whether we hid our relationship, or whether we fought to destroy the prejudice that had lived for far too long between our people. We might be bear and wolf, but we were all shifters. We were the same. My heart was telling me it was time to stop the divide and bring back what once was.
I would have to be very careful with my council, but I felt like it could be done. Something for us to worry about tomorrow, after this ritual. In this moment though, I had never felt so at peace, like the thousand pound weight which had been sitting on my chest suffocating me had finally been lifted. That hole in my heart, well … it felt a little more filled.
Violet was just staring at me with a big lopsided goofy grin. My best friend knew exactly what was going on and she was happy for me. We walked out of the clearing and my mind was so fixated on Violet and the king that I didn’t notice anything weird until the smell hit me.
That distinct floral smell.
“Fae!” I shouted, and ran through the last section of the cherry grove to come upon the base of the hill where our people were partying the night away. Except they weren’t partying, they were fighting for their lives as fae descended upon the hill.
I turned to Violet. My best friend was glowing with mecca; she looked lethal and pissed as hell. Kade was fighting the shift, his growls rumbling across the hill and into the valleys. Now we knew why there was a magical cloak. Someone must have seen Kade and I leave the main party zone and used that moment to strike. The cloak hid their scent and the scent of bloodshed.
“Stay and fight, or flee and try to fix the mecca?” Violet asked me, her voice low and wispy but somehow still slamming mecca energy into me with each word.
“I will not leave them to die,” I said, baring my teeth. My wolf was fighting against my hold; these were her people. Our people. We would never abandon them.
Violet clapped her hands together, sticky tendrils of purple energy forming between them. She had that smile on her face, the one that usually meant get the heck out of her way – she was out for blood – and it was equally awesome and disturbing.
Bending down, she placed her hands over two thick fallen branches. “Transformato,” she whispered as a mist leaked from her palms and saturated the branches.
Mecca wrapped around them, coating their thick crumbly bark, and then as Violet pulled her hands back they had turned from simple broken wood to deadly blades. She tossed one to Kade; he caught it and sent Nix to fly the skies. Violet handed me the other one. Its weight was solid and fit my grip perfectly. This sword would kill many a fae tonight.