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15: Scents
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Lost Queen 16: War
XANDER“I’m finding your new interest in the outdoors highly suspicious.”Daciana speaks from behind me. I don’t turn to look at her, knowing she’ll make sure I see her soon enough.Without wasting another second, she eliminates the distance between us. Walking the rest of the way. Standing beside me on the terrace, looking over the rest of the estate.The night is dark with no moon and rarely any stars in sight. The front of the house is illuminated by the multiple security lights. Giving it a glow more beautiful than it should ever be.“You know, I still remember when this was being built.”“Renovated.” I corrected her.I don’t turn to look at her, but I know she rolled her eyes. I could feel it.“Renovate, build. Same difference.” She waves a dismissive hand. “All that matters is how far we’ve come from there to here.”“Feels like a day.” I muttered underneath my breath.It felt like it was just yesterday. But I could almost feel all the years in between. The distance. The wars. Th
Lost Queen 17: Bad Dreams
ADRIANAI couldn’t point my finger on it, but something in the pack felt different after we returned.Of course, Henry went back to being MIA most of the time. And he has missed training for the fourth time in a row since we were back. When I asked mum about it, she said he was busy with other things.“But he is never too busy to train.” I whined.I was really in the mood to hit something, or someone. Most preferably someone.I have so much energy I wanted to expel and hitting a dummy isn’t working. I know because I have tried.This doesn’t happen to be because of a certain, tall, dark haired alpha, does it?I growl a no at the annoying voice in my head that just likes to mention Xander. Every second of the day for whatever reason.“Yes, I know darling. I’ll lay him off other responsibilities when he is done for today.”I missed the rest of the words she said after ‘darling’.It took me back to the day at the house, with Xander. His voice, the feel of his breath against my cheek. His
Lost Queen 18: Lost
XANDERDonovan has ignored every one of my calls.I’ve sent him more messages than I cared to count on one hand and he hasn’t replied to any of them. I know he is getting them and ignoring them, because that is just a Donovan thing to do.And I’m losing my shit over it.“Your dark cloud is back.”Daciana said to me one morning during our usual breakfast.She has her usual cup of espresso in front of her, which she hasn’t taken a sip of at all today, and her plate is also untouched. I wanted to ask what was bothering her but knew I wouldn’t get a real response in return, so I didn’t try. But it was eating me up inside.“You’re seeing things that are not there.” I muttered. “I feel perfectly fine.”She nodded, pursing her lips and looking deep in thought. After a minute or so, she nods, making an ‘aha’ sound and snapping her fingers.“Right.” She drawled, in a tone that tells me she isn’t buying my shit. “Is that why you have been sulking since your little visit to the woods?” She doesn
Lost Queen 19: Sugar Daddy
XANDER“I want to take that bitch down."Donovan growls, his lips curling into a wicked snarl.The scar that has maimed one side of his face makes him look scarier than he probably intended.I nodded, relieved we’re on the same page.I got to tell him everything that has been going on with Adriana on our way back from the woods. Luckily the rain didn't fall.I explained everything to him. From her sudden reappearance to how different she is and the missing house in the woods.It all sounded like tricks Dreaya would do. Some things she has even done before. Like the missing house. It is still there, only hidden in plain sight.Witches could see it if they are able to break whatever spell she did to cloak it.The only problem with that is. There are very few witches alive right now that can break her spells.She has always used a dangerous form of dark magic, and even at that, she twists her spells so they aren’t easily broken.She has gotten away from being killed and hurt for this lon
Lost Queen 20: Anxiety
ADRIANAKian’s footsteps announce his presence even before he gets to where I am.I don’t turn when he sits beside me on the back porch steps. He doesn’t say anything either for a few minutes. Letting us bask in the calmness of the silence.I’d left the meeting mum was having about security and how we should tighten ours. Now that she is Xander’s will be actively searching for us. Well, me.In his usual style, he would see them and pick a fight.Sitting through all that. Having to hear about him in the place I considered my safe haven. I left so I wouldn’t snap.Not that sitting out here has helped me feel any better.I’m just glad I didn’t have to hear his name again. Or anything that has to do with him.I’m reminded of Kian’s presence when he drags a wicker chair from God knows where, and sets it right beside me.“This is better.” He motions to the chair. “More comfortable.”I sigh, offering him a tight lipped smile. I get off the hard steps and get on the chair.He doesn’t say anyt
Lost Queen 21: Bad Dreams
ADRIANAMy heart stops, along with everything in me.Wait, one thing keeps running. My thoughts. It is all over the place. Even as my heart is still.No, it can’t be! I scream in my head.But nothing makes the voice I hear in my head go away. Nor the feel of the heat of his body. I can feel it as clearly as I am aware of the fact that I’m alive and breathing.How the hell is he here?!He has some guts to show up here and be in my room no less.Wait, he couldn’t have gotten past everyone in the border and my mother.My mother!In panic, I sprint toward the door. Attempt to.I don’t make it to two steps before an arm wraps around any waist. Next, my back hits a hard warm body.Current rolls through my entire body everywhere we touch. I close my eyes, willing my body to fight whatever it is that is making me feel that way.“You’re not getting away from me ever again.”Xander’s voice is a harsh whisper, accentuated by a possessive tug of my body to his.My hands balled into fists. Some of
Lost Queen 22: Wood Race
ADRIANAMum has been keeping a close eye on me. She tried not to make it obvious, but I still noticed. The training she had me go through made sure I was always on my guard.It has been three days since the weird dream about Xander. And I find myself reliving one part of it every time.His promise.I tried, oh, I tried so much to tell myself it was just a dream. My subconscious made it up because I was too worried about him and always thinking of him.Logic said, I should do nothing and I should stop giving it the time of day. But a more realistic part of me, the one in touch with emotions said there was more to it than that. And that the logical side of me was wrong.So, not only was I fighting all my other battles. I had to deal with a war within myself in the mix.It has been a busy week. Heck, a busy month.Just three weeks with Xander back in my life and it was already blowing up. If I didn’t know how big of a bad news he was before. I do now.Today, I decided to call Kian and go
Lost Queen 23: Magical Mirror
XANDERMy jaws clench, my hands balling into tight fists. My body shakes with the effort it was taking me to hold back and not throw my shaking fists.I didn’t realize I’d cut into my palms, causing blood to drip from the gash until Daciana spoke.“Stop hurting yourself. It isn’t going to help.”She mutters, moving so she was putting at least a few steps between us. The blood must have touched her.She had been standing close to me.“Nah, I’m actually loving this.” Donovan snorts, swirling the bourbon in his glass. “What are they doing now? Fucking in the middle of the woods?”A menacing grow ripples from my chest, causing him to raise both his hands up in surrender.“Damn. I was just kidding.”I shoot Daciana a look and she sighs before moving to where Donovan is reclined on a chair. His feet propped on the table in front of him.“If you’re not going to help, then shut the fuck up.” She growls, slapping the side of his leg.Donovan grumbles and puts his feet down. He sits up, keeping
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