Betrayals of Spring (Forever Fae #2)(40)
“I am so sorry, Kalen,” I whisper in his ear. I know I can help him with his pain, and I almost use my magic on him unintentionally, but I don’t want to do it against his will. “Do you want me to take the pain away?” I ask softly.
He shakes his head strongly and keeps his head down when he replies, “No, I have to remember the way I feel.” He then looks up at me with watery eyes and a determination that sends chills down my spine. “I need to remember the way I feel because if you take that anger and rage away,” he pauses to take a deep breath and starts over. “I need to have that rage so I can rip his f*cking head off when I see him.” I nod my head, and I wait there silently while he gets his anger under control.
We make our way back to the palace quickly. Now that the dark sorcerer knows how close Kalen and I are I have a feeling he’s going to become desperate to make his move as soon as possible. Kalen is going to inform his parents of the recent attack and of the urgency of our bonding. I plan to tell my parents as soon as we get back as well. Having a big ceremony means nothing to me, so I wonder if Kalen would object to completing the bond alone and not having a ceremony. The ceremony itself isn’t the important part, but the words that are spoken are. I think I’ll wait until we get back to the palace to voice my idea. The anger is still pouring off of him in waves, and I can tell he is in no mood to talk.
We pick up our pace and my feet are pounding against the snow as we run the last mile to the palace. Deep down I can’t seem to shake the dreaded feeling in my stomach telling me we have already run out of time.
- Dark Sorcerer -
I followed Meliantha and the prince to the wolf pack’s den. I expected them to be out in a few short minutes, but what I didn’t expect was for them to try and complete their bond so soon. I could smell the scents of lust and sex wafting out from the cavern and I almost charged in there myself to put a stop to it, but if I did, it would ruin all chances of my master plan. I see one of the wolves race out of the cavern and into the woods. It only takes me a second to decide what my next move is. My smile is chilling as I stare at my reflection in the dagger.
“This is for you, Prince Kalen.”
The wolf is on the hunt for prey not knowing that he’ll become the prey himself. I sweep low and gut the wolf from end to end. He only had time to give a small yelp before death took him. The yelp was not loud at all, but I could hear the slight echo reaching the cavern. The pack’s hearing will no doubt hear the last call of their fellow pack member, and then they will alert Meliantha and their precious alpha. Unfortunately, after this ordeal they will push harder to get bonded. I’ll just have to work quickly after this.
I wait for a few minutes longer to see if the word has spread yet, and I believe it has when I see Meliantha and Kalen running out of the cave followed by the rest of the wolves. My distraction has worked, and in return, I bask in the glorious taste of anger and rage floating in the wind. The sound of Kalen’s roar fuels my enjoyment, and I revel in the sounds of his torment as I glide across the wind and back to the palace.
Breena is packing her clothes and throwing things across the room when I enter. I could hear her ranting from across the palace grounds. The more attention she draws the less my plan will work from her idiocy. Other than f*cking her, she has been nothing more than a pain in my ass.
“What the hell are you doing?”
She looks up at me and I hiss at the sight of her face. Meliantha really damaged it when she hit her. Her nose is swollen and her eyes are black and blue underneath. I’m surprised she hasn’t healed yet. The princess must have used some powerful magic and force behind that blow.
Breena scowls at me and hisses, “I’m packing if you must know. I’ve been kicked out of the palace and I’m supposed to be gone this morning.”
No, she will not, I think to myself. My game is about to reach its finale and I need her help. I look at her and smile, “You are not going anywhere. We’re going to make them think you have left, but you’re actually going to still be here.”
She looks at me confused, “I don’t understand. How can we do that?”
“I will tell you in a minute, but first, where is the box with Kalen’s gift?” I ask. She bends down to reach under the bed and pulls out the box.
“Excellent,” I say as I reach out to take the box. “We have to move fast tonight. Your precious prince and Meliantha almost bonded today, but I intervened by killing one of his wolves.”
She gasps and puts her hand over her mouth in shock.
“You killed one of his wolves?” she asks in a shaky voice.
“I needed a distraction and the wolf presented itself to me, so I took the opportunity. I gutted it for all of them to see. It was actually a glorious sight,” I boast.
Her mouth is still hanging open in shock, but she shakes out of it. “He’s going to have your head for that. One way or another, he is going to come after you. His wolves are dear to him.”
I just shrug and smile.
“He can try, but no magic or weapon has been discovered that can kill me. I’m invincible.” Unfortunately, I know I’m not fully invincible, but no one knows of the magic that can kill me and I plan to keep it that way. Calista’s dagger wounded me when she stabbed me with it or actually when she stabbed Avery with it with me in his body. It took a lot out of me, but I soon recovered. There’s something about the mixture of magic and fae blood in the daggers that can hurt me.