So, Lucero is alive and well. Only one chapter today.
Buppig, Hyacinth and I split off from Dominic and Tialha after that, but the conversation lingered in my mind. There is a unicorn, and she is the last of her kind. She has to be the one mentioned in the fourth prophecy. When the last of her kind Shares her light and life That’s what the prophecy says. And based on what Dominic and Tialha said, Lucero has a bright white light surrounding her. So, it definitely makes sense that it’s about her. It’s the rest that I still struggle with. We’ve been walking for a while when GoldMoon steps out of the forest. Buppig and Hyacinth both bow to her. I look at them and back at GoldMoon, inclining my head, not wanting to be rude. “Princess Guardian, I understand you wish to speak to me.” Her gentle, yet strong voice floats into my mind. “Hello, GoldMoon.” I say out loud. “Yes, I wanted to speak with you.” She inclines her head at me. “You have questions about the second prophecy, the one the elves named after me.” “Is it about you?” I ask.
It’s been two months since we met with GoldMoon. After explaining everything GoldMoon said to Buppig, he decided to look up anything he could find on magical gifts. What he found was extremely lacking. The little he did find was more cryptic than the prophecies. “So, you believe us now that the fourth prophecy is about you, Princess?” “Yes, I do. I don’t understand how, but when I get back from Cohen’s Alpha ceremony, we’re going to start dissecting the third prophecy. The fourth still makes no sense, but it doesn’t seem to have come to light yet. And based on the first two lines, it’s not the right time for this prophecy to begin.” I say. When Spring comes In the dead of Winter Buppig says the words that start the fourth prophecy. “A good point, Princess, since we are in fall. But it means that the prophecy should come to light in the next few months.” “Yes. So, we have time to work with Dominic and Tialha to try to figure out the third prophecy.” “When are you leaving, Princes
We’ve been fighting for months. I’ve lost more men in this battle than I’ve lost over the course of my entire life. Granted, by fae standards, I’m not old, but still, this last year has been bloody and gruesome. As I slide Lightning Wielder through the body of one of my brethren, now dark from Lorelai’s influence, I watch as his eyes go from the opaque white back to a soft brown. “Thank you, My Prince.” He whispers and I slide my sword out of his body which falls to the ground in a dead heap. I grit my teeth, understanding more than ever why my father fights so hard for peace. These men did not want this, or at least, not all of them did. But they followed Lorelai, whether because of loyalty or because they believed in her, it doesn’t matter. They are dark and have threatened my mate, so they must die, even if I hate every moment of killing them. I haven’t seen Lorelai in days. She’s been hiding in the castle, sending her minions out to die for her. I knew from my father than Lily h
I had proudly stood by and watched Cohen take his oath as Alpha. Unlike the rest of my family, I didn’t officially join his pack. I think I’m the only one of our generation to not swear my allegiance to one of the packs. Losing the pack link had felt strange, like I’d lost my family. Thankfully, I still have my family link, so I can mind link them. But, the loss of the pack, only adds to the loneliness I’ve been feeling since I’ve been separated from Aolis. “You know, I can make you a friend of the pack and you don’t have to swear your loyalty to me.” Cohen says, coming up behind me. I turn to him, pasting a smile on my face. “It’s weird, not being a part of a pack anymore.” I tell him. “You will always be a part of this pack. I understand why you can’t swear your allegiance to me, that belongs elsewhere, but that doesn’t mean that we can’t set up an alliance between Araphyra and Canyon Ridge. I’m sure you could do the same with the other packs. We’re all family here.” I look at m
After breakfast, Buppig and I return to the library, the room that has become our second home over the past year. “I get the flower of spring is me, that makes sense. Although, in truth, your mate and any of her sisters meet this criteria as well.” I say to Buppig, who shakes his head at me. “But are we sure that Dominic is the pain of night?” “Yes, Princess, we’ve been over this. Not only is Dominic’s fur as dark as midnight, but he is the nighttime protector of the forest. And let's not get started on the pain part. No one in Araphyra was in as much pain as Dominic.” Buppig says, huffing at me. Well, he doesn't have to convince me of that. I remember the pain he felt very well. My body shivers at the memory. “Fine.” I say, before rereading the prophecy. When the flower of spring Eases the pain of night She will begin to heal He who is broken "Okay, that part makes sense. Although, similar to what GoldMoon told us, the word ‘broken’ isn’t exactly accurate. Dominic isn't broke
It’s been months, and I’ve tried with everything I have to heal Dominic. But, as Buppig has said, ‘the time hasn’t come’. It’s so annoying. Each time, Dominic and Tialha gets their hopes up and each time, I disappoint them. Aolis has gone silent again. I hear from Ailduin that more fae are going dark. Aolis is trying to find Lorelai, but she keeps evading him. She is creating an army, or that’s what Ailduin thinks. She’s very smart, and she knows how Aolis and Ailduin plan their strategies. It has given her the upper hand, causing the deaths of many of Ailduin’s soldiers and forcing him and Aolis to change their fighting strategy. But as of now, the new plan hasn’t worked. More and more fae are turning dark. The stories coming from the townships is that Lorelai is imprisoning the families and loved ones that she wants as her soldiers, threatening their families if they don’t agree to become her minions. While I understand their sacrifice, it still makes me angry that she has this le
My frustration with not being able to find Lorelai and being away from Lily for so long has made me nearly unbearable to be around. My men give me a wide berth whenever they are near me and there is a constant storm over our heads. I want this done. I want Lorelai dead. I want to be home with my mate. I want to complete our bond. I want to finally start my life. This endless loop of fighting and killing is not the life I want, not for me and not for my men. We’ve just entered WoodLily when Castien comes running out to greet us. “Lord Aolis. Come quickly.” He says and rushes us inside his castle. Once inside, I see his people all huddled together. “What’s going on?” I ask. “Lorelai has been spotted nearby. We have heard what she is doing to create her army. I called my people to the castle to keep them safe. But some are missing. We’ve heard the rumors. We know how Lorelai is gaining her army. I want to keep my people safe, but…” His voice cuts off as he looks around. I can tell t
I’m so excited to see Emlyn and then to see Cayd too. It’s nice to have my family here with me. Even though neither of them are blood relatives, the Guardians' children have always been like family to each other. When Emlyn tells me about what happened between her and Rich, I’m shocked. I’m so angry at him I want to punch him. Stupid men. Apparently, it’s not just my mate that does stupid things. I’m even more shocked when I hear that she wants to try to break her Guardian bond. I didn’t even know that was possible. I feel terrible that I didn’t know that any of this was going on. First Emerson and his bond with Quinn, now Rich and Emlyn. I feel so disconnected from the packs and what is going on with them. I get Buppig to help us find books that might give us a clue as to where to find anything on how to break the Guardian bond. We’ve been pouring over them for days when I hear the rumblings that the soldiers are back. It’s another couple of hours before Aolis finally comes to fin