Winter's War (Her Guardians series Book 4)(19)

“Does it matter? Your poor, little sister is dead, all her mates are dead, and I’m going to find my daughter,” the demon king sneers, and Demtra laughs.

“It does matter,” she says and lifts the silver circle that opened the portal and drops it on the floor between them. The demon screams as Demtra slams a dagger into her stomach and falls to the ground, her blood slowly making its way to the silver circle. When it touches it, the blue portal opens, spreading and pulling the demon king into it as he screams but he can’t move because of the white ward. There’s silence as the blue portal sinks back into the silver circle, and Demtra picks it up. I try to move closer, but as usual, I can’t do anything but watch.

“Only one of my blood can open it. Only my blood can close it, it can only be closed with a death,” she says, her hand glowing white over the silver ring, and it’s clear that her words are a spell of some kind. That they are meant to stop anyone using it to bring the demon king back, but it’s too late for that. There’s only one person who can die to close it now, and that’s me. There isn’t anyone else with her blood left.

“No,” I shout, watching as she dies, and her lifeless eyes meet mine. I glance between Elissa and Demtra, seeing them both dead and knowing all of the ancestors are dead in this castle too. So much death, and for what? For me to just open the portal and let him back in, it feels like I’m repeating the same mistakes that my family did before me. As the silence of the castle, and the death around me hits me, all I want to do is wake up, but I can’t. I watch as a girl runs into the room, her brown hair is curly, and I would guess she is a vampire from how pale she is.

“Demtra, Elissa . . .,” the woman says, walking slowly into the room with tears falling down her face.

“It’s too late, I’m too late,” the woman whispers, falling to her knees and taking the silver circle off Demtra.

“Erina,” a man with curly, blond hair says as he runs into the room and stops at the sight of the bodies and Erina on her knees. I watch as she closes Demtra’s eyes and stands up, holding a hand up to stop the man from walking over to her.

“We have her child, and we will keep her safe, you knew we wouldn’t be able to save her Erina.”

“Let’s go back to Isa and your mates, it’s too late.” I hear them talking about my mother, as everything goes black.



“Sleepy head, time to wake up,” Dabriel whispers in my ear, and I snuggle myself further into his side. For a moment, I forget everything we have to worry about and just lie with my mate, after a long night of settling angels into the castle. But, that doesn’t last long as the memories of the war that is coming and the dream haunts my mind. I know it’s me that has to die to stop this, there isn’t any other way. How am I going to get close enough to the portal and get the demon king through it? I can’t use my power like Demtra did and bind him.

“How are we going to survive this?” I whisper, looking up at Dabriel as he leans over me. The morning light casts a light around his body, and his white hair seems almost too bright to look at. He is amazing to look at, I could spend hours looking at him.

“Together. We will make it,” he tells me and kisses my forehead. I push him back on the bed and climb over him as I kiss him. He groans when I deepen the kiss, and his hands slide up my back, before he shifts us on the bed until I’m underneath him, and I push down his trousers, feeling that he has nothing else on. Dabriel rips my long shirt off me and starts kissing down my neck, to my breasts and spends his time running his hands all over me before kissing me again and sliding inside me.

“Dabriel,” I moan out when he moves fast, every thrust getting me closer to the edge and Dabriel shocks me by rolling us, until I’m on top. He lets me take control as I lean up and he runs his hands over me, pushing me closer. When I speed up, and he groans, I know he is close, and he rolls us once more, taking over and we finish seconds after each other only a few moments later.

“I love you, Winter,” Dabriel says gently as we both get our breaths back.

“I love you too Dab, I always will.”

“You sound like you’re going somewhere, when there is no chance I’m letting you go,” Dabriel says, and I wrap my arms around his chest as he pulls me to his side. He has no idea, I don’t want to go, but I know only a death will win this war, and I won’t let the past repeat itself. My mates won’t die for me.



“Good morning, lass,” Jaxson says when I walk out of the bedroom after having a long shower with Dabriel. Dabriel kisses my cheek as he shuts my bedroom door and walks down the surprisingly quiet corridor.

“Morning to you, too,” I laugh as Jaxson pulls me close and kisses me.

“You’re glowing a little this morning,” he says.

“I had a good sleep, wolfman,” I tell him, avoiding saying the wakeup call was better, and he laughs.

“I heard,” he says and nods his head towards his own room which is next door to mine. I don’t reply, only blush. I don’t know why the thought of him hearing me and Dabriel makes me blush, but it does. Damn, these hot mates of mine.

“Any more dreams, lass?” Jaxson asks me, thankfully changing the subject.

“No. Nothing unusual,” I reply, remembering the dream I had before the demon king took me and what my mum said about Lily, the fray queen. I need to tell everyone that they might not be helping us at all, and we need to plan for that. I know it was stupid to make that deal and I was played by that damn fairy. She used my need for a connection to my birth mum to make her seem like a friend to me, when she wasn’t. It was smart, but I need to be smarter now. I have four races of people and family I want alive after this war.