Even with the mate bond, Drake almost killed Leana....
It’s day six and no Lily. I realized a couple days ago that I left my phone at the council. In a glimmer of hope, I asked our tech guys, meaning our tinkering leprechauns, to transfer my voicemails to my new cell phone. Not one message from Lily. It’s time for me to start making plans to live my life without her. I start by packing my bags. I don’t know how long I’ll be gone, long enough to ask Lorelai to marry me, have a wedding and then have a fae version of a honeymoon. So, at least a month. I pack my wedding robes. I’ve had them for years. They are the formal wear of the fae, and since I thought Lily would be my bride, I had them made in the color of her eyes, pale blue with golden hemming to include Hera. I pull the robes out of my closet, my heart aching for what will never be. I pack them away before I become too melancholy, grabbing clothing for travel and for formal dinners. Then I add some casual clothing for wherever she wants to go to seal our bond while we get to know e
It took Leana almost all day to recover from her blood loss. Kella was working overtime to heal her, but the body can only recover so fast from loss of blood. When she finally opened her eyes, Drake had nearly sobbed in relief. I think maybe he actually did, because I smelled the scent of blood and there was a bit smudged on his face. Do vampires cry blood tears? I have no idea. While I was talking to Leana, explaining what had happened, Drake had gone out hunting, bringing back a deer for her. While I’m used to werewolves killing forest creatures, I’m not used the violence that was shown in this carcass. The throat had been ripped out, leaving a gaping wound and nearly decapitating the poor creature. He had moved only close enough to toss the deer at my feet before stepping back, keeping his distance. I still didn’t trust him, and I didn’t want him too close to Leana. He might feel guilty for almost killing his mate, but that didn’t stop him when he was in the throes of bloodlust.
Leana and Drake wake early on sixth day. We push hard all day, moving quickly through the forests, slowing only for food or when we have to cross pack lands. We’re making great time, and if we’d been able to do this, every day, I’d have been in Araphyra days ago. When we stop for the night, I know it will be close. I need to arrive tomorrow. I don’t know what Aolis’s plans are, or if he’ll give me another day or two if I don’t meet his deadline. He’s never been strict with me about anything. He’s always forgiven me or let me get away with things when I was growing up. I remember, on my 10th birthday, I was so excited to get my wolf. He had called first thing in the morning, wishing me a happy birthday and telling me that he’d be there for my party in the evening. Aolis, being ten years older than I am, was already involved in being a royal and ruling over his people. He didn’t really have time to come to a 10-year-old’s birthday party, but he was making time for me, just like he alwa
I knew she wouldn’t come. I knew it, and yet, my heart aches that she doesn’t want me, that she isn’t here. I lay in my bed, knowing that tomorrow, I’ll be leaving for Eventide. I close my eyes and steel myself for what is to come. Lorelai is a good woman. She is strong, beautiful, her people love her and she will make a good queen. I try to keep her in my head, but it’s Lily’s face that keeps pushing its way in. Finally, I get up. I won’t get any sleep tonight. I go walking in the woods, my place of solace and peace. The stars in the sky are shining brightly tonight, as if they are mocking me and my pain. I pass the axolytol pool, glowing in the moonlight with all the different colors of the animals sleeping in the pond. As I get deeper into the woods, I hear more shuffling sounds, startled animals bolting away from me. We have deer here, similar to humans, but our deer are more majestic. The leader of our herd is the Ceryneian Hind, the deer of the humans’ Greek mythology. She h
As soon as I wake on Day 7, I grabb a quick bite of food and we start running again. We’re probably five to six hours away from Araphyra when we have to stop for the night. I’m antsy, knowing that today is my deadline. I’d rather run through the night, but considering the attack last night, we decide that it would be better to rest, take shifts and be prepared just in case. When the sun rises, I’m anxious to get going. Leana and Drake can sense my stress and they hurry to pack so we can begin running. We run until we’re on the outskirts of Araphyra. We stop to briefly to eat a quick snack before running to the front entrance of their country. When we get close enough to the gate, we shift and put clothes on. The entrance to Araphyra is in the middle of nowhere, a field with a gate that looks like it belongs on a farm. If you didn’t know better, you’d think it was a remanent of a previous dwelling. I walk up to the gate, impatiently waiting for the guard to come to the gate. I’ve bee
When I left the forest, I had gone back to the castle and gotten my bag. trying to leave without letting anyone know. But it feels like the entire castle knows that I’ve been rejected by my mate. Several of my warriors and many working around the castle stopped me to wish me well on my trip. I strap my sword to my back, putting my knives into the belt of my travel clothes, before pulling the strap of my bag across my chest and over my shoulder. I adjust everything so nothing is tugging and my sword is easily accessible if needed. Once I’m off the immediate grounds surrounding the castle, I begin to run, fast. I need to get away from here, away from the pain of Lily’s rejection and my own dashed hope that she’d show up. I pull on the elements, using the air and earth to speed my footsteps. It’s late afternoon when I arrive in Eventide. I approach the guard gate at the entrance of Eventide's lands. “Prince Aolis to see Duchess Lorelai.” I announce myself to them. “My Prince.” They sa
I have no idea where Eventide is, but I know Aolis’s scent. The longer I run, the stronger his scent becomes. When darkness settles over the forest, Hera finds a place to sleep, under a large tree. We are not familiar with these lands or the animals that inhabit them, so I have no intention of running blindly through a forest of creatures that may attack us. I’m nearly asleep when I feel Hera stiffen. She slowly opens her eyes and casually looks around without moving her head. ‘What is it, Hera?’ ‘We’re being watched.’ ‘Can you see them?’ ‘No, but I can smell them.’ I feel through our bond, noting that while she’s on alert, she’s not sensing any danger. “See, Jodan, I told you she was a Guardian. You can tell by their eyes.” “Only the Guardians have golden eyes.” “What do you think she’s doing here?” “I don’t know, should we ask her?” “Dominic never likes it when we bother him.” “He almost bit me last time I got too close.” “What do you think woke her up?” “You mean besid
In an elvish wedding, there’s a lot of discussion about our bonds, sharing our light, living together for centuries, and much more before the actual ceremony. I'm trying hard to focus, it’s my wedding day after all, but I just can’t seem to. We’re about to start saying our vows when we hear shouting in the hallway. I turn and look at Lord Elas. “Do we need to be concerned?” I ask him. My sword is in my room. I didn’t think I’d have a need for it here. “I’ll go see what this is about. Please continue.” He says. Just as he stands, the doors burst open. “Aolis, WAIT!” It takes me a moment. I’ve never seen Lily look like this. Her hair is a knotted mess, she’s wearing, no, not wearing, covered with what looks like one of the decorations from the hallway and she looks terrified. I pull my hands from Lorelai’s, noticing the tug as she tries to hold on to me. “Lily, what’s happened? Are you okay?” Has she been injured? I don’t smell blood, but what would have put her in this sort of co