Page 151 of Hell Fae King
And centered around a bloody fountain.
A bloody fountain that’s been shattered,I thought, my stomach twisting.Shattered by the fall of a king…
Because half of it had been taken down into a hole.
A crater.
A pit.
Cami said something that I couldn’t hear, my mind caught somewhere between reality and the past. I saw a black hole, one shaped like a vortex that had sucked my intended mate down, down, down…
But he wasn’t my intended now.
He wasmine. My mate.
I also couldn’t define the vortex here.Because it doesn’t exist,I realized.
Only crumpled rocks. Dead flowers.And blood.
So. Much. Fucking. Blood.
Ty… Ty’s wings had been burned to near ash during his fall. Harmed beyond repair. But I… I didn’t recall there being this much blood at the site of his fall.
Was there this much near his landing site?I wondered, trying to remember.
Yet I couldn’t. It was as though that memory had been stolen from my mind, or perhapsblocked.
Or stolen, I thought, purposely repeating that word. Because it seemed important. It reminded me of something.
Of… ofVita.
My eyes widened. “When you shoved the energy into Vita…” I looked at Cami, only she wasn’t where she’d been before, her touch having left my face.
And we were no longer running.
We’d stopped near the edge of the courtyard. Or maybe only I had stopped. Because I couldn’t see Cami now. She’d disappeared.
As had Az and Ajax.
I spun around, trying to find them.
“It’s Ty’s memories!” I shouted, hoping like hell they could hear me. “Vita protected his mind. But Vivaxia hid a funnelinside it—a funnel that Cami activated when she hit it with power!”
No one replied.
It was like they’d abandoned me in this courtyard. But I knew they wouldn’t do that.
This is another illusion,I realized.Does that mean the crater isn’t real? Is this my own personal nightmare?
I growled, my gaze narrowing. “You and your fucking tricks,” I said, my words for Vivaxia.
“I seem to recall you once being quite fond of them,” the witch whispered in my ear.
I whirled around, trying to find her. But I was just met with more fog.
More blood rain.
Moreemptiness.
