Page 37 of Fated Moons
Perhaps all that made logical sense to everyone else, but Jackson’s head spun. Time to move on to the next topic. “I was told new history books are being written and that Amanda and I might be the focal point. What are they saying?”
Chaz lifted what looked like a sketch pad from the table and handed it to Jackson. “It’s more pictures than words, and we don’t know what it means yet. Cheryl will study it as new pages are added. Mostly, it happens in real time. Like the other day when Amanda looked inside your aura.”
“I feel like a damn guinea pig.” Jackson flipped open the book. The first page showed them in Paul’s office. The following page was about a near car accident. Then the fake wolves. Then there was Amanda’s near-death experience.
And now there was him sitting on the steps with Chaz and his family.
But nothing that told him what to expect.
“Flip to the last page,” Dayton said.
Jackson thumbed through the book of mostly blank pages. His heart lurched to his throat as he stared at his home, which was about an hour north of the city, nestled in the woods not far from the Hudson. It was barely a sketch. Not very detailed. But he knew his house and this structure belonged to him.
Above the roof were two moons hanging in the night sky.
“That’s how we know this is about the two of you,” Drew said.
“What do you all make of what is happening?” Jackson asked.
Trask sat beside him, resting his hand on Jackson’s shoulder. “The spells have been broken. Your soul is now free. But it will be a struggle for it to grab the life it was destined to live because of the darkness that held it for so long. You need to go home and embrace your mate. Live your life. Let it come to you like it was supposed to years ago.”
“The prince wants me to act like I’ve been dating his daughter for a while now. He wants to flush out whoever cast the spells in the first place,” Jackson said. “He said that you all agree.”
“We do.” Trask nodded.
“We need to find the culprit,” Chaz said.
“They need to face the Twilight Crossing Council,” Drew added. “And be punished for their crimes. This is how we do that. The only problem is, we have no idea how long it will take.”
“When I first met Daphne, all this was set in motion, and we believed that once the Legend of the Princess and the Wolf was complete, we were safe. But then we learned of the Spring Fling and the dangers that brought.”
“Not to mention my mate was possessed by half of her brother’s spirit,” Drew said. “Talk about crazy shit.”
“Try putting a massive wolf without a soul back together with a man-toddler who has sex on the brain.” Cheryl, Dayton’s mate, appeared at the door. “I don’t know if it’s too much fairy energy for Lady Amanda, but she’s literally bouncing off the walls in there.”
Jackson jumped to his feet and raced past Cheryl. “Oh my God.”
“Let me help.” Drew stepped around Jackson and raised his hands. The dust lifted him off the ground and flung him across the room like a sack of potatoes. He fell to the floor with a loud thud. “What the fuck? That has never happened before.”
“I’m so sorry. I don’t know what to do. I’m trying to control it. I really am.” Amanda hovered over the floor in the family room. Her body was covered in dust. It was as if she were a fairy ghost. “Jackson, help me.”
“Not sure if I can.” He inched closer, first focusing on the fairy dust. He stretched out his arms, waving his hands through the particles, feeling a combination of ice and heat prickle his skin. It coated his body, seeping into his pores as if it were a part of him. A part of his soul.
Slowly, she lowered into his arms as the dust disappeared.
“All she needed was her mate,” Cheryl said. “I should have thought of that.”
“You okay?” He cupped her face.
“No. Not really. But I’ll live.” She nodded.
“We should get going. We have a long drive ahead of us. But I do have one more question for you all.” He wrapped his arm around her waist. “How do we go about finding out who put that spell on me?” Jackson asked.
Trask laughed. “Unfortunately, many witches and wizards use undocumented black magic. That spell was twenty-eight years old. Even though I got a good look at it while I was casting it out, I couldn’t tell who did it.”
“That’s assuming it was done when I was four.” Jackson let out a long breath.
“It was done sometime before you were six based on where it was embedded in your aura,” Trask said. “Look. We all understand a lot has been thrown at you in a short period of time. Chaz went on a blind date and ended up unlocking the first royal fairy, which set in motion the Legend of the Princess and the Wolf. Poor Nico over there was mated with what we all thought would be the destruction of Chaz’s twins. And my mate was possessed by my evil mother who wanted to kill Finn and Ivy and steal my powers. We’ve all had our share of weirdness,but when all is said and done…” He waved his hand in the direction of the wolfairy pups. “None of us would change a thing. Go home. Announce your relationship because the reality is that it was predicted. Someone might have tried to stop it, but they failed. We’ll keep an eye on what’s being written in the new history books. If anything else happens, let us know.”
