Page 161 of Chaos and Destiny
“I. Can’t,” I answered seconds before the bomb exploded within me. In a flash, we were back in that desolate desert as my magic poured.
I watched her change from terrifying beast to mysterious fae and back again as she was struck with my magic.
“You must close off your magic in the same way you seal your mind. Bind it yourself. Hold it to your will.” The moment I considered binding it, the pressure subsided. I truly was in control. Kind of. “Don’t destroy the world, girl. The living wielders in Alewyn have but a fraction of the power you do. You must never lose control.”
I concentrated on breathing until the control began to slip and the pressure began anew. I thought of Fen. Of what would happen to him if I ever lost control when he was near me. I pictured Kai’s laughter and Wren’s smile. I pictured Lichen’s books and Greeve with his fiercely dark nature. I could control it. If for not myself, then for them. Because even though they all likely hated me right now, they were still all I had in the world.
“Yes,” Nealla said from beside me. “You are now ready.”
“For what?”
“To hear the second half of your prophecy. You will either fulfill it or die first. Those are your options.” Though I couldn’t see her face, I could still feel the wicked smile.
I nodded. I would not be afraid.
Again, we stood in the cottage as Nealla circled me like a predator. I was absolutely still as she traced a pointed finger up my arm, across my back and down the other as she moved. Her voice became distant, a phantom of her own as the demon within her surfaced.
“Four thrones, four crowns,
North, South, Sea and West.
One Fae, One Will,
Must kill them all and free the rest.”
The final word was spoken, and again, the world around me drifted away into darkness. I opened my eyes to find I was laying on the beach with an emerald-eyed fae prince staring down at me in utter torment. I reached for him. He crashed to his knees, face full of worry as our souls melted back together with the heat of that tiny flame that had never wavered. I’d never wanted a mate. But on some level, I’d always wantedhim. I was stubborn in all the worst ways. Prideful in all the best. But I wasn’t stupid. I saw him. He’d loved me my whole life, and I needed him. Forever.
It was finally time to tell him how I felt. “I’ll never find the words to give you the apology you deserve. I am sorry. You saved me. You’ve always saved me. You’ve always thought of me, of my safety, of my heart, and I’ve not been as fair. I choose you Fenlas. Until the last star falls from the sky, until the final grain of sand is blown from the very last beach, until my heart stops forever, I choose you.”
His shoulders drooped with relief. His lips brushed mine, but before I could demand more, he shoved his arms under me and lifted. As I lay my head on his broad chest and listened to his heart beat in tune to my own, I let him carry me away, realizing only then that I was going to have to find a way to tell my mate, my Guardian, that I had to kill his father.
End of Book Two
