(Third Person P.O.V) Nineteen years ago In the Fae kingdom of Eferhile, late in the evening on the Winter Solstice, a butler hears the sudden cries of a baby while doing his rounds before going to bed. He immediately calls for the Queen and King as he runs to the palace’s front door; finding a baby, no more than a few hours old—as evidenced by the baby’s umbilical cord poking out of the blanket the baby was wrapped in. The Queen pushes the butler out of the way and picks up the baby from the ground, cradling it to her chest. She turns back into the castle, with her husband and butler hot on her heels, making her way into the sitting room. "Who would leave a baby out in the cold like this?" King Leonard questioned. "I don't know Your Majesty; I was doing the last of my rounds and only just heard the baby cry.” The butler responded "Well, the first thing we should do is find out whether this sweet little babe is a boy or girl." Queen Raya says excitedly. She has been wanting an

(Morrigan’s P.O.V) Two days later “Wakey wakey eggs and bac-ey!” Ilayda yells at me. “Go away, you accursed creature! Back to the depths of hell, you go demon!” I yell back. “Why are you so dramatic?” Adelina comments. “I just want to sleep!” I whine, shoving my face further into my pillow. “It’s your party day woman so get your ass up; we need to start getting ready,” Winnie says. “Winnie, why? It’s like 8 in the morning and the party isn’t until 7 tonight. I don’t need 11 hours to get ready.” I scoff. “Well, we have a whole day of pampering for you so yes, you do need 11 hours to get ready.” My mother says, finally joining the demons that are my sisters. “Ugh! Fine!” I say, moodily.             I get up out of bed mumbling under my breath how much I hate my sisters and mother at that moment. Why can’t a girl just sleep in for once in her l

(Morrigan’s P.O.V)             Thaddeaus comes to my room, after Jolene and Catherine leave, to escort me to my father, who is waiting by the double doors that lead to the ballroom. When he turned around to face me, I could tell he was NOT a fan of the dress mother chose. I had to giggle to myself, mother will be the death of him. “I want to preface this statement by letting you know that you look beautiful, sweet pea, but I am going to KILL your mother for picking out this dress. That woman WILL BE the death of me.” He finishes, muttering to himself.             See? As I said, she’ll be the death of him. “Of course, daddy. Now, it’s time for us to go in so get a move on old man before it’s your bedtime.” I tease.             He huffs out a sigh and shakes his head. He knocks on t

(Morrigan’s P.O.V) The next morning             Well, that was one weird ass dream. I had woken up with a start out of that dream to see that the sun was peeking through the curtains, and I see that my clock says that it’s 8 in the morning. Hmm, I’ve never really slept in this late, even with the weird dream I still felt like I slept better than I ever have in the past. Once I’m fully awake, I notice a heat against my back that is becoming almost unbearable and as I try to maneuver myself to see what was causing it, I realize that I can’t move. Umm, what the fuck is going on? I think to myself. Dumbass, our mate is holding on to us. He slept in bed with us last night so take a big whiff of his scent. Well good morning to you too Winter, how did you sleep? I reply to her sarcastically. I would have slept better if we

(Morrigan’s P.O.V)             I was honestly totally willing to get down and dirty there in the meadow, it would have been romantic if Rian had taken me there because it was one of my favorite places. Though this wouldn’t have been my first time having sex, it would have been OUR first time having sex together and I wasn’t so sure that I wanted to do that in the middle of the meadow. After we got back to the palace and shifted back into our human forms, we walked up to my floor where we parted ways to take showers and put on clean clothes for dinner. I was still having this nagging feeling about my dream and what happened last night when I shifted, Rian STILL hadn’t explained anything regarding that. I suppose dinner will be my moment of opportunity to get some answers. I meet Rian in the hall, and we walk together down to the dining room much like we did this morning for breakfast, only this time my parents were at the