Kal POV The stunned silence of the room echoed within my very being. Talia was the one who dared to speak first. “Big brother… Why are you acting this way??? Are you mad at me because I heard about your babies??? Kal, I could not tell you they needed to be protected, and besides, I honestly did not even know where they were!! If I knew, I would have told you. They are your children, your blood, and mine”, she said, tears in her eyes now. “What else are you hiding in order to protect me sister???”, I spat, my rage now building up even more. I was going to leave the discussion about my children for later, but her bringing it up just reminded me of the lies I had been told. Mother knew I had children. Thalia knew I had children. Catherine knew she birthed our children, yet I, their only father, was kept in the dark by all the people I loved the most!!!! “Please, Brother. Let's not make this joyful occasion something it should not be. Beast is likely restless to be away from your childre
Solomon POVThe journey to my brother’s realm was short, but the apprehension I felt was a never-ending feeling. I was worried. Things in the realm were changing. I was worried about First Dragon and his children. Soon, he would find out our biggest secret, one we hid from him to save him. I did not know how he would react and what that would entail. My thoughts went to my great granddaughter, Dragana, the Tribrid, who somehow found herself in the center of all this mess, through no fault of her own. So many think that having magic and power is the solution to life’s problems. How wrong they were, I mused to myself.Sitting in an expansive living room of the River Palace, I was waiting for my brother, one of the Three, Lord Alwyin himself. We had always had a good relationship, and even if we were not brothers, we shared the same values of hope, positivity and supporting the realms, both ours and humans. The balance of this world is what we need, and that very balance right now hung o
Solomon POVHer beautiful eyes zeroed in on a ring, looking at me with tears in her eyes. “The stone was traditionally a ruby, he changed it for you, to match your eyes”, I further explained. Her aura dropped and the temperature in the room stabilized. For a moment she just stood there, looking at me. Lady Sahar was sobbing quietly, Lord Alwyin’s strong arms around her. Xidna’s life was tragic, and truth be told, if I was to be honest, none of us helped her much. “What do you want from me”, she asked softly. “The truth. We need the truth”, I replied honestly. She was quiet. “Will you agree to my terms? If I help you, will you agree to it?” Simple question, yet the way she said it sounded ominous. “What are we agreeing to?”, Lord Asher asked her cautiously. She just looked at him, but did not reply.Walking over to the nearest chair, she sat down and a sudden humming enveloped her. She shifted into her snake form but was not attacking anyone. I knew she was meditating and divining, loo
Emma POVI was in shock. Coming back from the bathroom where I had just emptied the contents of my stomach fully, the room was spinning. I did not know what to think of all this, but one thing was certain. I had to find a way to run away from here, I had to leave and never look back. Mr. Locke, judging by the files that Myra’s friend brought, was a monster. A monster in every way!!! Numerous pictures of young children, some infants, their descriptions, places where they were found, some of them injured, some close to death – all disappeared. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM! All disappeared mysteriously and all of their disappearances connected to one person – him.A long list of shell companies was at work. Some posed as international charities, some I found online as legitimate businesses in various countries. Again, they all had one thing in common. Him. Somehow, at the top of this horrible and ugly pyramid of children’s disappearances and obvious human trafficking was always him. There wa
Cassius POVI had a new pep in my step. I finally had a way of winning over my mother’s intrigue and strategies, and I was a happy man for it. She had been nothing but cruel and calculating, for all the eternity I knew her. I often wondered how a creature such as her was my mother, and at times, fleeting thoughts even asked me if we were related. “Sad to inform you Cassius, but she is indeed our mother. I can smell hers and Bella’s blood, it is her blood that is mixed into your veins”, Marcus offered an ever so unhelpful opinion. For once, I wished he was wrong, but deep down I knew he was not.“Never mind, I can daydream Marcus. She never felt like our mother, you know”, I clarified. “You are right, she is not exactly a mothering type. She is a cold, calculated, ruthless creature and while I admire those qualities in general, as our mother she is an abuser and utter failure”, Marcus decided to elaborate on his disdain. “But we have something now – we have a way to WIN!”, I said excit
Kal POV“Your aura has slipped mother!”, I said, venom lacing my words. I was ready to burst, I was ready to let the Beast out, even if it crumbled my sister’s kingdom. Her silver eyes looked at me knowingly and exchanged another short, fearful glance with Thalia. “ENOUGHT OF THIS!!! I need you to tell me the truth, Mother! Or is that something you are still incapable of doing after all this time???? So much for you telling me everything!”, I roared. I could not explain it – every fiber of my being was telling me that something was happening, that they were both hiding something. The Beast was screaming in my head, he wanted desperately to go to Makaha, and at this point I started believing that the answer to my questions and the reason for all this mystery was there. But none of it made sense, nothing made sense and I was never a man who liked ambiguity and things which did not add up.“Are you planning to talk or should I simply go to Makaha? One of you better start talking!”, I yel
Kal POV I was stunned. I looked at her, my world crashing around me, finding myself suddenly unable to speak. Would my children kill me? Why? I thought of Emma and Leo, thought of her gentle souls. There was nothing, not a sliver of darkness in either one of them – nothing even remotely evil or diabolical that the Beast and I could sense and if anyone could sense it out, we could. Something was wrong. Something was not adding up. Thalia came over and hugged me, her tears falling on me, saying nothing, just holding me as if I were a small child. I gazed upon her beautiful eyes and saw love and immeasurable sadness. “There is more Kal”, she said, and I did not know what more there was, and how and if I would be able to handle it. The Beast was breaking on the inside, roaring, wanting answers, but also wanting to understand what had happened, why this was the way it was, why our children would kill us. “There were two dreams though, Kal”, I heard his voice. “How do we know which one is t
Emma and Leo *** “I really do not know what we can do, Leo. I am scared. These files. So much violence, so much mystery, so many children impacted. We are talking about serious crimes here – human trafficking, in fact Leo! Single unavoidable truth. He is a monster. He must be! There is no other explanation for this, surely, you must agree”, I stated feverishly, even though I heard much protesting from my inner voice on this topic. She somehow disagreed, despite it all, she somehow still thought that Mr. Locke deserved trust and urged me to reconsider my opinions. I however, could not focus – I had all my alarm bells dinging in my head. Leo looked over the files Ro and Myra brought over. The evidence surely looked condemning, but my brother, a kind, considerate soul as always, had his doubts. “I am not sure what to think, Emma. There is a lot here, that much is true. But a lot of this can be conjecture – there is not a single shred of real evidence, not a single firsthand story. With t