Page 54 of Fated Moons
“That’s what I told him,” Alfred said. “But he’s a proud wizard and I suspect he doesn’t want the young ladies he dates to know, much less have to ask for a prescription.”
“I never needed to hear this conversation.” Amanda breezed by, running her fingers down Jackson’s back before grabbing the coffee pot and pouring another round. “Who’s next?”
“My sister.” Alfred leaned back, folding his arms over his chest. His dark eyes glistened with orange specks. “She’d always been a rebel without a cause as a child. The dark side seemed to have a constant pull on her until she met and married Henry. It was only then that she took on her royal responsibilities with style and grace. I have a really hard time wrapping my mind around the idea this could be her, but she makes the most sense, and her magic is powerful. while she’s been less vocal, she’s never liked mixed species, nor does she accept wolfairies.”
Jackson didn’t like the sound of any of this. “Any chance she could know you tested her?”
“No.” Alfred shook his head. “Only Trask or I would be able to see something like that. But she’d easily be able to tell I had given up my powers.”
“Does your spell on my house prevent anyone from coming inside?”
“The only ones who have free access are the two of you and your siblings. Even I need permission from you to cross the property line.”
“Where is your wife?” Jackson asked.
“At home,” Alfred said, cocking his head.
“I saw your car here, so I suspect you didn’t fly.” Jackson pointed his finger toward the ceiling. “I still don’t understand why you can and others can’t.”
“It has to do with my mastery and my position as leader of the royals,” Alfred said. “And I have no powers right now, so it’s not possible.”
“I understand, but how easily would it be for your sister to know you had no powers?”
“All she’d have to do was be in the same space as me.”
“So, if she was flying overhead, and you were driving below, she might be able to sense that?”
Alfred nodded.
“Maybe you and your wife should stay in my house until you get your powers back.”
“I won’t argue with that.”
The song “Lookin’ Out My Back Door”by Creedence Clearwater Revival rang out.
“My phone,” Amanda said, racing to the kitchen table, digging into her purse. “I’m surprised it’s not dead since I didn’t charge it last night.”
“Who is it?” Jackson asked.
“Auntie Alley.” She looked up at him with wide eyes. “She’s been trying to reach me since we made our announcement. I haven’t responded.”
“Answer it,” her father bellowed. “I hate to admit it, but since she’s reaching out, I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s her.”
“Hey, Auntie, how are you this morning?” Amanda tapped the speaker button, placing the phone on the center of the table.
“Worried sick about you, darling. Why are you lying about that wolf? Why would you tell the world you’re in a relationshipwith that despicable creature? Don’t you remember what he did to your uncle?”
Amanda glanced between her father and Jackson.
Jackson rested his hand on her back, rubbing up and down gently.
“He didn’t do anything, and I’m not lying,” Amanda said.
“Should I tell her about you mating with me?”she projected.
Jackson nodded.
“We’re fated mates,” she said. “He imprinted. I accepted. We mated. We belong together. Besides, I love him.”
