Page 15 of Onyx Queen
“Onika, you can tell us,” Sarifena gripped her hand in hers, “what did the journal say?”
“Much like you, Sarifena, it held truths I would have never learned without it. My mother,” she sighed, “met my father after she learned she was pregnant with me. You know how this works as an elemental. When we find our compliment, nothing or no one else matters. Besides, my biological father had met the woman he complimented as well. My mom struggled with keeping the secret. Funny thing is my dad, I mean Dane, knew I wasn’t his all along. He couldn’t have his own children, so he looked at this as a blessing. It wasn’t the dark hair that gave it away, no, he knew. I always wondered where I got the black hair, he is blonde like my mother after all.”
“Wait, what are you saying, Onika?” Emersyn leaned forward, glancing between Sarifena and Onika.
“My mother and your father were together. I’m assuming because Sarifena and I are the same age, he was sleeping with our moms around the same time.”
“Holy shit,” Sarifena’s mouth dropped, “Are you trying to tell me that your father was Dax, Emersyn’s father and my father, the Emerald King?”
“Yeah, that’s what I’m saying.”
“Ohmygod, ohmygod,” Emersyn stood, pacing the beach. The ocean thundered behind her, the waves growing in size as they rolled toward the beach. The ivy planted along the path began creeping toward the water’s edge.
“Emersyn, calm down, please. Your magic is out of control. You too, Sarifena, take a breath.” Onika stood, wrapping her arms around her waist. The darkness swirled at her fingertips begging to be released. She fisted her hands, keeping them buried against her body.
Strong arms lifted Sarifena off the ground, “Take a breath, baby. Please. The ocean is feeling your anger.” Heath whispered into Sarifena’s ear.
Sarifena drew in a long breath and glanced around. She noticed the newly grown ivy and the turbulent waters stirring off the sandy earth. Emersyn was being calmed by Drake while Onika stood off with her arms folded across her chest.
“I’m fine,” Sarifena pulled out of his embrace, “Onika,” she reached out tugging Onika in her arms.
Emersyn joined them in their awkward embrace, “We’re sisters,” Emersyn spoke, “Holy shit… we’re sisters!” she screamed.
Chapter 15
“Let me get this straight,” Heath paced the room, “You’re telling me that Dax, the Emerald King, was a playboy and had been sleeping with two women before he met Emmalyn?”
“Pretty much sums it up.” Onika sighed, “Hell, he could have been sleeping with others. I’ll never know because the journal is missing again.”
“No. It’s not.” Emersyn smiled, “Amalee has it now, she told me she hasn’t read it yet, but will let me know when she finds something. She has her hands full right now – something she said was more important than a book filled with hate.”
“What could be more important than that journal?” Sarifena threw herself onto the couch, “We need answers. The longer we go without finding Dimitra,” she paused.
“Don’t say it. She’s alive and we will find her.”
“I want to believe that, I do. But you know as well as I do, Onika, the longer it takes to find her, the less likely she’ll be alive.”
“We can’t give up.” Luca pressed his hand against Onika’s back.
Sarifena smiled at the two of them standing together, “Why’d you run off like that? You could have come to us when you found out.”
“I know. I should have, but I needed some time to figure things out.”
“Figure things out, huh?” Emersyn smiled at Luca who was casually rubbing Onika’s back.
“Hush. Just because we’re sisters doesn’t mean you can nose into my personal life.”
“Does that mean there is a personal life to nose in to?” Sarifena chuckled.
“Maybe… what about you?” Onika cocked an eyebrow at Sarifena.
Sarifena stiffened, “What about me?”
“Do you have a personal life to share with us?” she smirked, her eyes holding mischief.
“It’s complicated.” Sarifena glanced down at her hands, afraid to make eye contact with Heath.
“Complicated?” Onika sat down on the couch next to her, “Complicated is the love triangle our parents were in. Complicated is finding Dimitra, but Sarifena,” she laced her hand in Sarifena’s, “finding someone who loves you shouldn’t be complicated.”
