Page 46 of Silent Secrets

Hadley

Iwakethenext morning, feeling disoriented and horny as hell. My panties drenched, and while I can’t recall the exact details of the dream that I’d woken from, I can tell you that there were multiple hands and mouths on my body. I know I need to get ready, but I’m already so damn close to the edge.

I slide my hand down my stomach, dipping inside my panties. A moan slips from me, my back arching at the first brush of my finger against my clit. My eyes fall shut as I recall that night in the library. Caiden on his knees sucking Kai’s dick. Kai’s eyes locked on me as Marcos’s fingers moved in and out of me.

With just those memories and a few brushes against my clit, I’m coming. I continue to circle my clit as the orgasm wracks my body, stopping only when my body slowly calms. I suck in a breath, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I try to catch my breath.

Damn. I can’t remember the last time that I came that hard—at least not on my own. The other night with Marcos, Kai, and Caiden? I’d definitely come just as hard. Maybe it was the memory of that night that made the orgasm so much better, or could this be another weird side effect of being here in Sorlphi? Because I haven’t been quite the same since arriving here, so maybe this is just another thing that’s changed.

A glance at the clock has me scrambling out of the bed and rushing to the shower. If I want to talk to Grace before the dance lessons, I need to hurry. Within twenty minutes, I’m heading down the hallway to Grace’s office, hoping that I’ll be able to catch her.

The door is slightly ajar, and I can just make out a bit of music as it floats through the crack. I don’t recognize it and I assume that it’s from Sorlphi and not L’Airid. I knock lightly, waiting until Grace calls out to me before pushing open the door.

“Hadley?” Grace frowns, glancing at the time before looking back at me. “I’m not late, so what are you doing in my office so early?”

“I need to talk to you about a few things that I’m slightly concerned about,” I tell her as I make my way over to the couch before sitting.

Grace stands quickly and moves to sit beside me. “What’s going on?”

I suck my lip between my teeth, chewing on it as I twist my hands together. Not sure where to start or how to explain everything that I have going on inside my head right now, I’m nervous. I’m honestly surprised that it’s taken this long for me to become overwhelmed by everything. I should’ve been a bit more concerned about how well I’ve been taking everything that’s been piling on me over and over.

“I wish it was just one thing,” I scoff, shaking my head before looking up to meet her concerned gaze. “I’m beginning to think that I might be losing my mind. Something has been different since I arrived in Sorlphi—well, there’s been a lot that’s different—but I’ve noticed some changes that I can’t make sense of. The first is that there’s been this feeling, almost like there’s something buzzing beneath my skin. Sometimes I can ignore it, and sometimes it gets so bad that it almost hurts.”

“Oh, Hadley,” Grace says quietly, reaching out to lay her hand on mine. “That’s your magic. I wasn’t sure that you would feel it, so I didn’t think to mention it. Fae can always feel it—even when we’re young. It starts out quietly, but the closer we get to our twenty-first birthday and our powers revealing, the louder it gets. It’s not something anyone else can feel, only you. Your magic just wants you to know that it’s there and make sure that you’re ready for what’s coming.”

“Great, can I tell it to chill the fuck out? It’s making me jittery, and it almost gave me a migraine the other day. I need it to stop.”

“Unfortunately, the only thing that will stop it is your powers revealing.” Grace’s smile is sad as she squeezes my hand. “But if it’s reacting that much and that noticeably, then it’s just proof that your magic is strong—that’s a good thing.”

“Says you.” I roll my eyes. Yes, I’m excited to learn that my magic is strong—that maybe I truly am the Fae Queen that was prophesied all those hundreds of years ago—but I am not a fan of pain, and I don’t need anything to increase my anxiety levels. Hopefully, now that I know what it is, it’ll be easier to deal with.

“I guess I don’t have that much longer to go. Maybe I’ll get used to it.” I shrug.

“I hope so, but if not, you could try meditation. There have been some who have been able to use it to calm the magic.”

I sneer, the word meditation just reminds me of Hunter. “Meditation? I get enough of that from Hunter. I don’t need it from you too.”

Grace raises an eyebrow as she watches me. “Is that something that we need to talk about?”

“No.”

A pause.

“Maybe.”

Another pause.

“Fuck, I don’t know.”

Grace chuckles. “It sounds to me like there’s something there that we might need to talk about.”

“I’ve noticed a very aggressive increase in my anger since arriving here. I thought maybe it had to do with all the changes going on around me, but that doesn’t feel right—I think it might be something else.” Hesitating for a moment, I consider my words carefully before continuing, “Can Fae be bi-polar? Is that something that we have to deal with, like the mortals?”

“Oh, Hadley, no. I mean, yes, but no.” Grace shakes her head, obviously trying to get her thoughts in order. “We don’t have the same illnesses here as in L’Airid, but it could be possible for Fae to have mental health issues such as bi-polar. That’s not what this is, though. Goddess above, this is something that Hunter should have gone over with you. I’ll need to have a talk with him if he’s not teaching you everything that you need to know.”

“What do you mean?”

“As a changeling growing up in L’Airid, you didn’t have access to your magic. Being in that realm cuts you off from all magic, so neither you nor your body are used to it. This is once again your body preparing you for receiving your powers—like when it buzzes beneath your skin. Your body and mind are fighting against one another in this case, sending your emotions into a tailspin.”

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