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If that was the case, then why had Morpheus left it for me in the tunnel?
I frowned down at the stone. Morpheus’s note had said a mutual friend had given it to him to leave for me. I’d assumed he’d meant Zenaida.
Only…I’d never met the Fortune Fae.
So is she really the mutual friend?My eyes widened.Did he actually mean Vivaxia?
My heart stuttered, my hand nearly releasing the stone.
This might all be a trick. I didn’t know Morpheus. We’d never met. Why would he help me?
But none of my mates had thought he meant me harm. Had they suspected that, they wouldn’t have let me keep the stone. And Melek had said he was fond of him, which held a lot of weight.
My jaw clenched again.This is ridiculous.I needed to rely on my instincts, to press forward, to get rid of this damn mirage. And find my mates.
Which meant I had to go through those doors. Because the source of power was emanating from inside the creepy palace.
More like a haunted mansion, I thought, shivering at how barren this place felt. It was as though only ghosts existed here.
A sensation that sent another stroke of familiarity down my spine.
It was the strangest experience, knowing I’d never been here and yet suddenly being aware of exactly what I would find beyond the threshold.
Something—orsomeone—was guiding me forward.
To the throne room, I thought, blinking as my feet began to move again.I need to go to the throne room.
I didn’t know how I knew that; I just did.
But I wasn’t sure if it was the Source guiding me now… or Vivaxia.
Only one way to find out…
CHAPTER 38
AZ
Everything was dark.
Too dark.
My Phoenix paced inside me, disturbed by our surroundings. This endless tunnel resembled a cage, which brought back painful memories of our past.
Not being able to sense my mates only worsened the sensation of feeling lost.
I also couldn’t remember how I’d gotten here. One moment, I’d been walking with Cami, Ajax, and Melek, and the next thing I knew…
I’d woken up here.
Alone.
Deep underground.
It was cold. Damp. Andcontained. A tunnel with a low roof that skimmed the top of my head and walls that brushed my arms on either side as I walked.
A nightmare, I recognized.One derived from my past.
Only, I wasn’t sure how I’d landed in this tight space. And I was determined to escape it. To find my mates. To befree.
