Summer of Frost (Forever Fae #3)(52)
His smile instantly left and was replaced with rage. The next second he had my throat in his crushing grip, and pulled me to him. “My, my … you sure do have a sharp tongue for one who’s about to lose everything once I win this battle. See, this is the reason why I didn’t want another Winter bitch to f*ck around with. You talk too f*cking much.”
“Thank the heavens for that,” I rasped.
He snarled at me and let go. “I’m done wasting my time with you. Now that I have the scroll, only I know where it’s located. So this time you won’t have a pathetic weakling who can tell you where it’s at.”
“We’ll figure out something,” I said, determined.
He bellowed, shaking his head. “Keep dreaming, Your Highness. While you all scramble around like idiots, I’m building a nice mortal army to destroy you. Just imagine what it would be like to have all those iron weapons here wreaking havoc on your weak faerie blood.”
Gritting my teeth, I kept my mouth shut for fear of giving something away. I had a secret of my own, but there was no way I was going to gloat about it.
“What, no comeback?” he teased. “I must’ve hit a weak spot for the mighty Sorcha not to have a retort. Very well then. On this note, I will leave you to your pathetic existence. Sweet dreams.”
He disappeared quickly, leaving his evil stench behind as I stood alone in the vacant expanse of my dream. For now, I would let him think he had the upper hand, but really he was the one who was going to be made a fool of.
The sound of Drake’s voice called me out of the dream world. “We have a busy day, beautiful. It’s time to wake up.” Groaning, I placed my hands over my eyes and rolled over. “Rough night?” he asked sarcastically.
“Wonderful night … terrible dream.”
Drake got off the bed and snatched his pants off the floor. “Yeah, it was terrible because I wasn’t in it. I thought you would come to me last night.” His gaze was playful, but I could sense he was curious as to why I didn’t show up in his dream.
I sighed. “Trust me, I had no choice in my dream.” Slowly, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and took a deep breath. Drake wasn’t going to be happy when I told him the reason I didn’t visit him was because of the dark sorcerer. He was still putting on his clothes when I peered over my shoulder. “The dark sorcerer came to me last night, Drake.”
Drake froze and narrowed his eyes, all playfulness set aside. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”
I nodded. “Yes, and I know it was a real dream and not something I imagined. Now that he has my power, I guess he can dream walk, too. Although, he did say it was only going to be a one-time thing. I guess I can’t really complain about that.”
Frustrated, Drake ran his hands through his mussed up hair and came to kneel in front of me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and settled between my thighs. “He didn’t hurt you, did he? What did he say?”
I kissed him on the lips. “Oh, just the usual. I have your power, I’m going to take over the world, and you’re all going to suffer … et cetera. Just the same old stuff he says every time he threatens one of us. He really wanted to gloat about the scroll, and how he’s hidden it again where no one other than him knows where it’s at. What really has me nervous is the fact he has mortals lined up to fight for him.”
Drake’s eyes grew wide and furious. “What the f*ck? We have to stop him before that happens.”
“I agree. We need to tell everyone, but to be on the safe side we need it to be only our families, no one else. We don’t know who’s with us and who isn’t.”
Drake nodded and rose to his feet. “Once you’re dressed we’ll go to shore and head to the palace. We’ll figure out what to do and go from there once we talk to everyone. Then, I want to come back here and start our life together.
I grinned. “Me too.”
Once I was dressed, the water began to open the path for us like it did when we came in. Drake took my hand, and we started up the sandy walkway. When it fully opened up to shore, we saw that we had some visitors waiting for us. Calista and Ryder were both grinning from ear to ear at our approach. My brother looked dashing in his all black attire being the smoldering bad boy of my family. Calista, on the other hand, looked ethereal with her wavy, blonde hair and emerald green riding dress that matched both mine and her eyes.
“Sorcha, you look amazing!” Calista exclaimed when I got closer.
Once Drake and I were on shore, she rushed over and hugged me and then moved to her brother. Ryder kissed me on the cheek—taking hold of my hands—and pulled them out from my sides. “Well, I guess it all makes sense now why you tried going to the tanning bed a few years ago. You must’ve always been meant to be a Summer Fae.”
I chuckled. “I believe you’re right, dear brother. Except now no tanning beds are necessary.”
Drake pulled me into his side and placed his arm around my shoulder. He looked at Calista and Ryder, and asked, “What are you two doing here? We were actually getting ready to head back to the Summer Palace.”
“No need for that,” Calista explained. “Everyone is coming here. When Oren showed up and explained what happened, Father had us all summoned. Once I felt the land shift, I knew things had changed here. I couldn’t wait any longer to see it for myself.” She paused and glanced around in awe at what was now a tropical paradise. Exotic trees lined the white sandy shoreline, and the water … it was bluer than any body of water I’d ever seen. “I never thought in my life that this would happen. We have two Summer Courts now, or at least an extension of it. Your land is absolutely breathtaking.”