Page 33 of Cursed Heirs

“I wouldn’t… we haven’t gone there.”

“Then I’m sure it’s forthcoming.”

“Mom.” Talk about redirecting. “About Saryan?”

“The investigation is running smoothly and to the best ofExemplar’sabilities. We are doing everything we can. Believe me, none of us want the Dark Fae throne vacated for long. There are things there that need to be protected.”

Before I could ask more, or delve further, she told me, “I need to get back to the compound to handleExemplarbusiness. We’ll have dinner tonight and tomorrow you’ll head back to Electi Academy.”

“Mom, I want in onExemplar.”

She stared at me for several moments, some sort of war taking place. “You’re not ready.”

“If you’ve been spying on me as you’ve claimed, you know that’s not true. I’ve come a long way.”

She started shaking her head. “You don’t want it, believe me.”

“What does that mean?”

She reached out and took my hand. And then she shocked me as a rare display of emotion betook her and she was telling me in a heartbreaking tone, “You can’t imagine the price for it.”

“Mom, I—”

“End of discussion, Alena.”

Of course it was.

In the next moment, she teleported out without another word.

I blew out a breath and started pacing the patio.

A ferocious roar startled me and I spun, looking up in the direction of the room Xavier was staying in.

Thuds and crashing sounded next making me wince.

He was suffering so much.

But there was a way through, one that nobody—including him—wanted to take.

Ihad the means to see to it, to make it happen.

“I will reverse what I inflicted upon Xavier Sabre if you come to me. Step outside your mother’s ward and I will be there to whisk you away with me.”

I could even do more than that. If I let Constantine take me with him, it would likely be where he was holding Saryan Hart and I could then free him too.

I could undo a lot of damage. Just through making a deal.

My mom didn’t trust in that when it came to Constantine.

But I could ensure it through a blood vow or something, a way where he couldn’t go back on his word, couldn’t use trickery or any such thing.

I couldn’t suggest that to my mom because if a blood vow was broken, it meant death for whoever was responsible for doing it, and that counted as murder toExemplar.

All these rules, regulations, and protocols were getting in the way of so much that needed to be done. They were slowing everything down. And they weren’t doing shit to protect those who needed protecting.

It was leading us to make deals with devils, making us desperate.

It was hurting us all.

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