Betrayals of Spring (Forever Fae #2)(31)

“You are so pathetic. You’re nothing but a worthless *,” I hiss. “This right here is why I’m glad I am not one of you.”

The bloodstone of the talisman glows a faint red color letting me know that it’s satisfied. I take it off quickly and place it around my neck. It absorbs through the body to mine underneath, perfectly hidden from fae eyes. The screaming stops and the Winter fae looks at me with dead, empty eyes. The power I absorbed is flowing through my body and it’s expanding through every cell of my being. I wish I could lay back and enjoy the ride, but there is work that still needs to be done.

The Winter fae is swaying on his feet, so I retrieve the dagger from the ground and hold it tightly in my borrowed hands. The iron dagger is poisonous to the fae and as soon as I pick it up with the fae’s hand it instantly starts to sizzle and burn. I can feel the poison taking away the skin, so I move swiftly to make the killing blow. The dagger is about twelve inches in length and sharper than any blade imaginable. I swipe the blade across the Winter fae’s chest, gutting him where he stands. Blood sprays all over this body and all over the ground making the scene look horrific. It is a shame no one will see what I have done. When everyone gets here they will see nothing but the ashes of the worthless fae I killed. I drop the dagger to the ground and the sizzling stops immediately. The pain is excruciating, but it will not be my pain much longer.

Movement up ahead catches my attention and I see Meliantha’s guardian racing toward my host. He approaches cautiously and looks down at the Winter fae slowly drifting away into ashes while I stand there smiling.

“What the hell have you done?” he asks.

I shake my head and laugh, “I was just having a little fun, Guardian. Give Meliantha my best and tell her I will see her soon.”

I exit my host’s body, laughing the whole way. I drift off into the shadows of the night and I stare down humorously at the warrior cradling the host’s body in his arms. Once she wakes up, she will be in the most agonizing pain and not to mention she won’t remember a single thing about killing the Winter fae.

I wonder if Meliantha will realize how I was able to take over the Summer fae’s body. All I know is that she’s going to have a hell of a time getting her friend out of this one, and it’s going to be a pleasure to watch.





The moment the vision stopped I gasped for air. Meliantha is breathing hard and gripping onto my arms with a strength I didn’t know her body could possess. What really caught my eye are the changes in her body. The transformation has already begun to happen, just like it did with Calista and Ryder. I knew it would happen, so it’s not that much of a shock, but I guess I didn’t expect it so soon. Meliantha’s eyes go wide at the sight of me as well, and a huge grin takes over her face.

The vision was so intense and so real that I could take her right here and now with how turned on I am. I know she can feel me pressing up against her stomach and it appears as if she doesn’t mind because she’s rubbing her body against me.

Breathless, she whispers, “That had to be the most amazing vision ever. It felt so real, and I say that literally.”

I groan loudly. Why did she have to say that? I push my groin into her stomach harder and tease, “Well, I’m sure you can feel what the vision did to me.” She laughs and I laugh along with her. It feels so good to be able to be like this with her. I look around the fountain and I almost forget to compliment her on the flowers. Between the confrontation with Finn and the vision, I haven’t had time to tell her how amazing they are.

“The flowers are beautiful, Meliantha, but I don’t think they will last very long here.”

I send my magic to the frozen water of the fountain and I make it flow again. She walks over to it and splashes her hands back and forth through the spouting water.

Her voice is wistful when she speaks.

“They may not last here, but they will in our court.”

I grab her arm to pull her into a tight embrace and I kiss her fiercely one more time. Her lips are smooth and taste like the sweetness of a summer apple. Oh, how I have longed to hold her in my arms.

“You know what this means, don’t you?” I tease.

I can feel her nodding her head underneath my chin and she laughs.

“Yes...you’re going to have to learn to live with warmth and flowers.”

I shake my head and sigh, “No…it means I get to keep you forever.” I lean in to give her another kiss when out of nowhere she pulls back abruptly with a look of horror on her face. She looks like she’s concentrating on something and I can only assume she is talking to her guardian.

Anxious, I grab her hands and ask hastily, “Meliantha, what’s wrong?” Her eyes are wide and terrified. Before she has a chance to answer, I hear the most bone-chilling scream echoing in the cold, frosty wind.

“It’s Elissa! We have to help her, now! Come on!” Meliantha urges, raising her voice.

We race up the path toward the west side of the palace. The sick feeling in my stomach warns me that what I am about to witness isn’t going to be good. Aki races ahead of us and is nothing but a white blur as he speeds across the snow. He will make it there long before we will. I wish she would tell me what’s going on.

“What did Ashur say? You need to tell me what is going on,” I demand.

“He told me what he saw. He believes the dark sorcerer got to Elissa and made her kill someone,” she stammers hastily. We move as fast as we can to the sound of the scream.