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Large bangs were heard on the door, but they continued to fade as I tried to finish the job. Esteban was going to be no more, and he would never hurt or use another woman again. I clawed at him one last time when I heard Osirus’s voice.

My hearing was muffled as I heard screaming for a doctor. Osirus’s arms picked me up and cradled me to his bare chest. He was so warm while I was feeling cold. “Stay with me, Melina. I’m getting you help, okay, darling? You can’t leave me.”

“I’m not leaving, Osirus.” I gasped. “I need you to stitch me up so we can go on our honeymoon.” Osirus laughed as I felt him climbing the stairs. Noises faded in and out as I heard wolves howling and my father screaming.

“Sorry, I made a mess,” I whispered.

Osirus gripped me tighter. “Only you would think of something like that.”

I felt my body being laid down on a firm surface, and fae physicians gathered around. Osirus didn’t let go of my good arm as they worked on me. I felt salves and hands on my cuts and then the faint hint of incense in the room.

“Breathe it in, Your Majesty. It will help you sleep,” one healer spoke.

“I can’t, can’t leave Osirus.” I gently squeezed his hand. Osirus petted my cheek with his thumb.

“It’s all right now. You are going to be fine. You can sleep, and I will be here when you wake up.”

“But the ceremony,” I whispered.

“Sleep. They can’t throw a party without us.” Osirus’s lips tickled mine as he left kisses on me as I fell asleep.

Chapter Seventy-Five

Everett

Dawnhadcomeandgone. The chairs in the throne room sat empty as everyone worried about the future Queen of the Fae Kingdom. Even though His Majesty had said she would recover fully, the people still worried for her. Melina had become part of our world quickly and touched so many lives she wasn’t even aware of.

Just being with her mate, the King, Melina helped the kingdom in ways she would never understand. She helped grant us our freedom, along with saving Osirus’s ass with a dragon.

Servants walked by, watering flowers in the aisles of rows of chairs. Chairs continued to be dusted, and the palace kitchen cooked mountains of food to feed those who were guests in the palace of top ranks. The subjects outside opened their homes to those visiting and were planning on celebrating in the streets. The kingdom had come together to supply each other and take care of the outsiders, which would make Osirus very proud.

Melina’s fight just a few hours before gave the entire palace a shake when we realized someone had taken her. Witches came to find only traces of a spell newly constructed of different herbs and scents one would not pick up right away. The witches grew wary when they realized another coven must have had an unjustified coven leader. No witch or coven would have given away such a spell to hide a scent along with the invisibility properties. The art of this spell involved too much Dark magic. Each spell had hints of its origin, and it led to one that resided in Vermillion.

This only confirms suspicions of Queen Taliyah’s inability to control the multiplying rogues. Soon, the vampires would feed on the innocent and not wait for their blood supply bags to reach them and instead go to the source of those unwilling.

I threw my sword back on my hips as I adjusted the straps. My waist had become thicker since training twice a day. Finley, the ringleader of our brotherhood, attended to Opal, who was now in stable condition in their room. It won’t be long before he claimed her, officially leaving just two of the Red Fury alone. Braxton had continued sulking, and once the announcement came that the ceremony would take place three days from now, he headed off on horseback to get in some bonding time with Neolla. His black mare was the only one that could comfort him, and a few nights under the stars would rejuvenate him.

The drug we were given by King Nyx had done a number on both of us. I felt nothing but pain in my heart and the pull that would lead me nowhere. I wandered the palace grounds to follow the nagging pull, and as I got closer, it would pull away too fast for me to follow.

Many guards were placed throughout the city. Osirus had announced for those who were unmated to hunt the city to find mates. Since fae could now leave their chosen mates to seek their true mates, many came from miles around. They trickled in from the Northern Mountains to the Eastern Sea, and I felt myself become more unnerved.

What if she doesn’t come? What if she was dead? What if her chosen one refuses to let her go?There were too many questions for me. I’d never been a thinking man. I preferred to act and battle as I devoured my enemies. This thinking had already been too much for my feeble mind.

Maybe she wouldn’t be fae at all. There had been many inter-species matings around here. It was a good thing both species could bring much to the table in their relationship to restore a kingdom once deprived of love. There was a time when species collided with each other in harmony, but Cosmo stopped that.

What was interesting was the children. Children would take on one species from either parent instead of a combination of both. At first, we found it strange, but we no longer questioned what the Goddess had planned. Children would grow up and find a mate, may it be their own species or not.

One child was an exception to the rule—Queen Taliyah of Vermillion. She was a hybrid of a witch and vampire in an unholy union that had taken place when an old King of the Vampires had been previously mated. This ruling had the potential to be the downfall of Vermillion, since a full-blooded vampire was no longer sitting on its throne. The reason for her mixed blood was unknown. She was a powerful being, but was she powerful enough to fight off a nation?

Walking through the streets, several carriages were passing. Kids screamed and played as they kicked a ball around with their feet and hands. Running through their playground on the main street, I kicked the ball right into one of their nets as some screamed in laughter. I pulled my red beard aside and scratched my chin, and smiled at the lot of them.

I was heading for the outskirts of town, following the nagging pulling that kept me awake. I wasn’t expecting to find what I was looking for, but it would ease my aching mind. Up ahead was the large well that many everyday folks used. Buckets lay outside as one woman walked up. She was singing an old song, one that was older than my years on this land.

Her eyes were as purple as the light source’s sunset, and her skin was caramel-colored. Her black silk hair hung loosely on her back with a braid wound tightly with leather straps. She was too busy humming, but I feared she would hear my beating heart as I came closer.

The woman’s long tan dress scraped the ground and was full of mud, and the smock she wore was full of stone fruits that were about to topple over. Her cheeks were dirtied from her time fetching food from the dirt, but my soul stirred, seeing her content.

I stood still as I watched her fill up the cup near the well and drink it down. Water spilled from the corner of her mouth and dripped down her neck. Droplets disappeared in between her breasts.

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