MATO "Sweetheart, please..." I begged Jazmin to come back to bed as I heard her rustling around in the bathroom. It was too early for this. She was supposed to stay in bed all day with me after running all night. “I’m exhausted but the Luna has invited us all for a visit while Mylo trains today,” Jazmin called out while she was braiding her hair.“Why the hell is Mylo training today?” I sat up, still half asleep as she came around the corner to fully look at me, “I thought Alderic was doing it, and later… what time is it even?” “Terran’s going,” she was raising her eyebrows weirdly with an even weirder smile plastered on her face, “and training is in an hour, it’s already two.”

 MYLO“You have your royals,” Terran shrugged, “we have our bloodlines. The purest of which tend to fight amongst each other for the role to lord over us, but Fae don’t seek to dominate other species. They want to know they have the most powerful abilities, take out their competition and produce offspring that will continue their name in power. They tend to focus on blood purity and politics so much that they don’t have time for much else, plus,” he smirked, “the consensus is that preserving our bloodlines will serve us better as you and the other species kill each other off until we’re the last ones standing.”“How many bloodlines?” I asked as my mind was already reconciling the deep reality of what he just said. Fae don’t have distinct smells, most of the ones I know of live amongst humans, so the

  Quick Author's note: I've added a note that can be seen at the end of this chapter, it contains reference for this chapter as well as a breakdown in new characters!    BRIANNA “Hey!” I called out to whoever was walking through the hallway, but no one responded… typical. I let out an aggravated huff as I carried an actual tower of towels out of the Laundry room, slamming into a wall I could have sworn didn’t exist. “Uhh…” a voice sounded and I peered around the towels to see Linden’s uninterested face. “A little help would be nice,” I snapped, dumping the towels into his arms. Even at fifteen, he was quickly outgrowing me, his gorgeous curls and dimples that used to frame his face becoming lost in his sturdy jaw and stubble. “Didn’t you hear me call out?”

 MARIEIt's been two days since Marcus showed up, two days of wondering when we’d hear from the kings that Marcus was in hand, two days of losing sleep. I almost slipped back into old habits, not allowing anyone but Terran to touch me, but I needed the visions. I needed any and all insight they could give me, and so I spent the majority of my time around them. We had an ending, the kings were going to collect him as soon as possible, but in the meantime, my mom had reached out to Rhoda who agreed to help. Rhoda wasn’t so willing for everyone, but her and my mom had formed a friendship over the years, and whether my dad liked it or not, it formed somewhat of a truce between Timber and Eclipse. With any luck, Dixon would be more willing to help our cause at

 MYLODahlia was awake when I returned, her body instantly relaxing as Tayo left and I entered, locking her eyes into mine, searching for solace. My Angel had tears half-dried on her cheeks and it was a tough visual to deal with. I wanted to protect her from any and all sadness, but there were sure to be a few more tears shed before this was all over. I explained the short version of events to her as I got ready for bed. Sleep wouldn’t be something I could take part in for long, but it would be a better sleep than I’d had lately knowing Nora was safe. "I knew…" Dahlia started, brushing hair behind her ear, "but I didn't… KNOW," she looked up at me. Her gorgeous brown eyes were begging me to make the pain she was feeling go away, but I couldn't make betrayal feel any better. "How cou