Page 103 of Last Gift: Supernatural Battle

“Now that the most important parts of the alliance have been set,” King Julius said drily.

The three of us jumped.

My focus expanded, and I recalled that the king, queen, various mates, and Vissimo and magus were in the chamber too.

He continued with, “I suggest that we all part ways with new information and time to analyze it. A meeting shall be set for a few days’ time. We have much to do.”

“Agreed,” I said.

Andie murmured her agreement too.

I dipped my head to the king, then queen. “A pleasure to meet you, King Julius.”

His lips curved. “It is not many who say so and mean it, but I believe you might. Until we meet again, Magus Queen.”

When our group exited the chamber and the double doors were shut once again, I took my first full breath in an hour.

“We need to get these books back,” Huxley said to me.

“Go ahead.”

He and Spyne disappeared through a portal.

Wade staggered beside Andie, who supported him around the waist.

The human stared where the portal had been. “Not a great first impression. Do you think he noticed me on the floor?”

“No,” Andie said.

“Don’t lie to me, bitch.”

“Then yes.”

“Don’t tell me the truth! Are you crazy?”

I cracked a grin. Wade was different from anyone I’d met, and I could see the draw. In fact, everyone in this room was so different. Kyros and Sascha were hardest to read, and simplest at the same time. They existed for their mates. Every decision they made was done for her, or with her in mind. She, in return, was acutely aware of not trampling on his urge to treasure her.

What they had was beautiful.

That was how Wild saw me.

That was how I saw him.

I tucked my hand into Wild’s. “We’ll see you in three days, then.” I opened a portal for the Luthers. Their pack lands were visible through the gateway.

I opened a second portal back to the coven.

As Sascha and Andie prepared to step through, and Wild and I prepared to do the same, Basilia’s voice stopped everyone in their tracks.

“I have a good feeling about this,” she told us, glancing up at Kyros.

A ghost of a smile appeared on Andie’s face. “Me too.”

King Julius had spoken about parallels, and that was the feeling I’d gotten upon first meeting these women. Like our alliance was preordained and part of a plan.

Wild squeezed my hand, but it wasn’t needed to sense his agreement through our bond.

“We were meant to meet in this time and place,” I replied to the waiting supernaturals.

---