As far as our other guests knew Liam and I were still unmarried. Jameson was convinced that we had a traitor in our midst, and he had his eyes set on one woman.
"Greta is a Far Darrig. It is possible that she controlled the nightmare that plagued your wife. Whether it was a job assigned to her by the Queen I am unsure, but I am certain she was behind it."There were so many people here that I didn't recall having met Greta personally. I was confused. In all the books Wendy and I had studied they described a Far Darrig as a man that resembled a leprechaun but always wore a red coat and matching top hat. Silly I know but all legends have some variation of truth to them. Some say they steal children while some say they simply create nightmares specific to a person's individual fears. Given the details of my nightmare I was leaning more towards the last."The legends I have read on the Far Darrig are confusing. What exactly is it?"Jameson looked at me this time. It"I think we should squeeze some training in before the wedding," Jameson suggested to the crowd of people joined in the surveillance room. Sounds of agreement echoed around the room."Saraid has not been feeling herself today so I think it best if she and I sit this one out, so she can nap."Jameson nodded and replied, "I was hoping to spar with you again old friend. Are you sure Saraid cannot push through?""You go ahead. I will just catch a nap here on the sofa. I'll be close should anything happen," I said."Just make sure you get back here in time."He knew what I meant. What we were doing left me vulnerable."Are you sure? I don't mind staying with you," he added for affect. I smiled and kissed his cheek."You go have fun. I will be here when you get back."The trap had been set. The men and women headed to the back yard as I grabbed a throw blanket from the recliner and curled up on the sofa. I felt completely vulnerable because the only
The flight to Ireland would take close to eight and a half hours so I settled into my seat and ordered a water. I had almost ordered a Brandy, but alcohol was officially off of the menu for the next nine or so months. When the stewardess returned with my drink, she took a seat at the table across from Chase and myself, putting her next to James."Aside from recent events how have you been Mrs. Maddox?"I knew he was just trying to make conversation, but I couldn't help but feel a tiny stab of anger toward him. I mean how does he think I am doing? Two friends now have been killed and my husband of less than a day had just been kidnapped."Ask me again in a couple days," I bit out.James put his head down. "I'm sorry it was in poor taste to ask you how you have been."Chase cast a sympathetic look to James. "How are things going with getting the foundation up and running James?"That caught my attention. It had never been brought up since I first found ou
I was feeling lost and alone which was ironic considering I was in a mansion full of supernatural beings who have been scurrying about in a hurry to do nothing. It's been two days since we landed in Dublin and so far, we have managed to do nothing but grow in volume. The growth in our numbers was a good thing but if we were going to save Liam, which is what we were here for then we were going to have to move faster.I had been plagued by nightmares that I can no longer blame on Greta since she is now dead. These nightmares stem from the very real fear of finally taking my stand against Lillian to find Liam dead and leaving me to raise our child on my own. Then of course the one of me transforming into a tiger and eating my child. That one shook me to the core. "What the hell is wrong with me?"Releasing me from the torture of my own morbid fears was Jax. He came to stand beside me and wrapped his arm around the width of my shoulders."I think you will be rather impres
I stood at the front of the crowd with my hair pulled tightly into a ponytail on the top of my head. I wore my brown leather training gear that Guinivere had gifted me with. My two daggers were sheathed in their leather holsters on the outside of my thighs. Guin stood beside me dressed so she looked like my twin. Chase stood to Guin's other side and Jax stood to my left."This is where she rules the coven?" I asked Chase skeptically."It was once a beautiful place. I'm afraid it seems to have withered with her soul."The earth around this emaciated castle was brown from neglect and the building itself was overrun by what appeared to have once been thorny rose bushes. I knelt down on one knee, so I could feel the earth beneath me. It was crying out for help.I pushed my magic out and willed it to enter the ground to bring forth life. Instead of giving my magic to restore the place to its former luster I felt the magic entering me and filling me to the point that I felt li
Ireland is beautiful. I’m told it remains beautiful all year long. Moving to Dublin had been a big adjustment for me and a rough one, with me being pregnant and all. Thankfully, I didn’t have to go through any of it alone. Liam had been a great help, Chase too. Now that my Aunt Lillian and my Mother Ava were gone, the members of the Celtic Coven seemed to be more at ease and dare I say it, happier. Most seemed to approve of my desire to create separate governing for each supernatural species in our area. I may have been destined to be the Queen of the coven and the leader of the Guardians but ruling over all of the supernatural beings in Ireland was too big of a task for me alone. Of course, I hadn’t been named the Queen yet. Much like a coronation the coven holds a formal ceremony called an Ascension Ceremony, where Liam and I were to be crowned the King and Queen of the Coven. The coven had never had a King before, only Queens, but I made it part of my demands th
“Are you ready?” Liam asked as I stared at myself in the mirror on the wall. Nothing cute had fit me anymore. Instead, I had to wear this. This casual, moo-moo type of dress that made me look completely figureless with the exception of the huge bulge that was my stomach.“I’m about as ready as I’m going to get I guess.”He crossed the room to me and said, “You look beautiful as always.”“You have to say that. You married me.”I was teasing, but at the same time I wasn’t. I felt hideous, but he was annoyed by my statement regardless.“It would still be true, even if I had no choice but to say it.”There was a small knock on the door prompting Liam to cross the room, pausing before he opened it.“Who is it?”The answering voice belonged to Chase. I caught myself rolling my eyes before Liam opened the door.“Come on in.”
Rebecca and her team had worked quickly to get Treasa’s nursery set up in the room directly beside the room I shared with Liam. We had already had part of the wall cut out and a door installed in anticipation of her arrival. This way she would be a few footsteps away and Liam and I could still have privacy when we needed it. Chase being her Godfather, was assigned the room directly across from the nursery, to the right of our room. Speaking of Chase, I was surprised that he wasn’t here with us anymore.“Where did Chase run off to?”Not looking at me, but instead making goo-goo eyes at Treasa, Liam said, “I think he required some alone time.”“Is he okay?”His sigh told me that what he was about to say, he didn’t want to.“You’ve been working really hard at pushing him away. He’s depressed, and he is a bit weakened by not being able to share in the magic from our binding.”
Liam’s phone woke me, vibrating repeatedly on his bedside table.“Who in the hell is blowing your phone up at this time of night?” I shoved my hands into Liam’s shoulder to wake him up. “Liam get up.”After a couple harder shakes, he mumbled, “Hmm? What?”Ugh, really. How was he able to sleep through that?“Your phone. Someone has been calling you non-stop.”I miss the days when he didn’t sleep. Now that he was no longer full vampire, he needed to sleep but not as much as me. He could survive off two hours, every couple of days. The bed shook as he rolled over on the mattress to grab his phone from the table.“It’s James.”James is a warlock from my coven. During Lillian’s reign he had protested her rule and her way of doing things, he even called her out on a few of her lies. As a consequence, he had to flee to the states because there ha