Page 20 of Fated Moons
Toldar.The great wizard fairy.
Jackson sighed, tapping the green button. Amanda would hate him for this, but he needed to do something.
“Hello?” Trask picked up on the second ring. “Jackson Ledger? Is that you?”
“The one and only,” Jackson said.
“We watched the press conference at the farm earlier. I have to say, everyone was a little shocked you’re doing a film with Lady Amanda Windsor.”
“So am I.” Jackson glanced over his shoulder.
“I’m not, however, surprised to hear from you,” Trask said.
“Really? And why’s that?” Jackson wanted to call Trask a friend, because Jackson could use all the friends he could muster. But it was difficult for Jackson to let anyone outside of his siblings in, something that Trask constantly called him out on. Trask had reminded him of the visions, which hadn’t changed very much over the years. He told Jackson that something big was headed his way, but he wasn’t exactly surewhat it was or what form it would take. Just that Jackson was part of the bigger picture. Part of the wolfairy future.
Jackson wasn’t sure if he believed it or not, but there had always been a tickle in the back of his brain, calling him back to these parts; otherwise, he would have stayed in California.
“Well, let’s just say I’m sensitive to fairy dust emulating from a royal witch,” Trask said. “Not to mention, her father called me.”
Jackson’s heart skipped a beat. He opened and closed his mouth three times but couldn’t form any words. He’d kept a watchful eye for the magical sparks and saw none during the media onslaught.
“Don’t stress. The naked eye couldn’t see it,” Trask said. “Not even her father, though it won’t stay hidden long. And he does know she’s been spewing the stuff.”
“I’ve got a million questions. But the two jumping out at me right now are: how do you know it won’t stay hidden long? And how does her father know?”
“The prince told me about what happened in the director’s office. How long it will remain hidden, well, that I can’t be sure. The watchers’ roles these days are limited and what they do tell us is even less. And the legends and myths are more obscure than those that came before. Only visionary and oracles are any insight and that’s limited. Though, we do have new history books that started writing themselves a few hours ago. Cheryl and Dayton are trying to make sense of them, but so far, nothing. Just royal markings and a wolf.”
“I don’t follow.”
“Not sure we do either, except Lady Amanda Windsor may not be exactly what she appears to be, and something sparked her fairy side,” Trask said. “She’s going to need to learn to contain it. Something her father would like me to help her with.He’s coming up there tomorrow. Is that why you’re calling? Because I gave him some ideas.”
“Wonderful,” he mumbled. Being around the prince again wasn’t high on his agenda. “But no. That’s not my reason for this chat.”
“Oh. Then why did you call?” Trask asked.
“We were almost in a bad car accident today. She mentioned something about feeling black magic, but some protection spell made it hard to hone in on it. She wants to cast a protection spell on me. I want to know if it’s safe.”
Trask chuckled. “It’s safer than not having one, and from what I understand, Lady Amanda is a strong, powerful witch. Her magic isn’t as strong as her father’s or as good as mine, but it will work well if someone uses black magic to harm you. I highly recommend you let her. In the meantime, tell Lady Amanda that if she focuses on the energy in her heart, she can control the dust. It will take practice, but she can do it.”
“Any idea what unlocked the dust? She said her mother is part fairy but has no magical powers at all.”
“Her father did tell me that. Thing is, witch fairies don’t mate. Not like wolves and that’s how this has happened in the past.”
“I didn’t claim or imprint on her. I would know if I had.” Jackson closed his eyes for a brief moment. When his birth pack had shunned him, his mating instincts had been diminished. It would have been nearly impossible for him to claim anyone. But now that he’d pledged an alliance, it was once again possible.
But fated mates? That went beyond imprinting. Even beyond what some called soulmates, which witches and fairies both believed in.
He was not part of that plan. Nor did he want to be.
“Black magic could have interfered with your sense of imprinting, depending on when it happened. How do you feel around her?”
“I’m not having this discussion with you. Not only is it absurd, but I didn’t imprint. I would have known. It’s a wolf thing. You’re not a wolf. You can’t understand.”
“My mate is wolfairy. Please.” Trask laughed. “You forget that when I was living my life as a human wizard, there was no way I could claim my mate. The only way I could do that was as Toldar, or if my mate found me, which she did, and that broke the black magic, releasing my fairy self. I didn’t know it happened until she unlocked all of me. If black magic was involved in your near-accident, that tells me there is the potential for other forces to be involved. So, please, answer my questions. Are you attracted to her, but feel conflicted? And I’m not talking about the obvious because of your father. I’m talking about a sensation. A coldness. A feeling as if there is a barrier.”
Jackson pinched the bridge of his nose. “Kind of,” he admitted. “It’s complicated.”
“I need to talk with Dayton. He’s the ruler of the fairies. He might have some insight into this. I’ll call you in the morning.” The line went dead.
