Kenji’s POV When Jamari got her powers under control, I decided not to go back to my seat on the sofa provided by the Fates. Instead I sat beside Jamari on the other side of her, placing my hand over hers in comfort. Mostly comfort for me. Jealousy flitted through me momentarily as I had watched Levi communicate with Jamari through a mind link that was formed when they both marked each other. He was able to calm her raging emotions while I stood by helplessly. Sitting in a room with the Fates, an Angel, and the Demon King sure had a way of making a man feel small, even when that man is the Lycan King. Growing up I was always the strongest in the room, aside from my few interactions with Levi, but being here, now, I realize how weak I actually am. How am I going to protect Jamari from the threat that is coming for her when all of the players involved have powers that I don’t. My superior strength and size isn’t going to help me against creatures that can use magic. If it came do

Rieka’s POVA sense of deja vu washes over me as I sit here quietly, listening to the Fates relay a story from long ago. Something about the story seems familiar to me, causing me to feel deep sadness within my soul.An image begins to play out in the open space of the bedroom floor, startling everyone in the room. Clotho’s knowing eyes glance in Jamari’s direction as a sense of familiarity consumes me.I turn my attention back to the image growing in clarity in the center of the room.A woman appears, sobbing, and surrounded by blood and pieces of the creatures she loved dearly. Three women approach her slowly, their hands up in the universal sign of peace. As they grow nearer I recognize them as the woman seated on the couch in front of me. The woman glances up at the sound of their approach, her face covered in blood and tears as another heart wrenching sob leaves her lips. “How can Fate be so cruel?” She asks them, not really expecting an answer. Clotho approaches the sobbing wo

Jamari’s POV My head whips up at the confession Lachesis just made, my eyes widening in surprise. The Fates were the ones responsible for keeping Kenji and I apart the last four years? Anger radiates off of Kenji, his shifting to black obsidian as Ren pushes to the surface, his power swirling around us. “Explain.” They growl as one. I softly place my hand over his on my thigh in an attempt to cool his rising anger. His angry eyes meet mine, small flames dancing far in their depths, reminding me of when Levi gets angry. “We can’t say too much on the matter, but just know that if you had formed a bond with Jamari in that garden like you had intended, it would have led to history repeating itself once more.” Clotho locks eyes with Kenji as she says this. We all sit silently in our spots as we wait to see what Kenji will do next. After a few moments, he nods his head, agreeing to let it drop for now. “Levi is the key to holding you all together.” Atropos tells us quietly, not gi

**TRIGGER WARNING** Some scenes in this chapter could be triggering to those sensitive to instances of coerced sex with a minor**** Remiel’s POV Try as I might, I have never been able to piece together what happened the day Ruth was conceived. The last thing I remember is walking Eve to the Throne Room before I wake up in my bed in the Angel Realm the following day. It wasn’t until a month later that I found out that Mammon was pregnant, and the child was mine. Disgusted with what she had done, Mammon tried to kill herself, putting the life of my child in danger. After the first time that Mammon tried to harm herself I had no choice but to lock her away in the Angel Realm. She cried herself to sleep every night at the thought of what she did to me. Not that she remembered it happening anymore than I did. If it wasn’t for Morgana confirming that Mammon was pregnant with my child, neither of us would have believed Eve’s accusation that the child wasn’t Lucifer’s and was in fact t

Levi’s POVWatching the blood flood from Jamari was the scariest moment of my life. My heart stopped within my chest as Kenji searched her stomach for the wound that was gushing blood. Things became even more alarming when Kenji was unable to find any wound to account for the blood still rushing out of Jamari. If there is no wound, then there is no way to stop the flow of blood dripping off of her. Not that the loss of blood seems to be affecting Jamari at all. She should be acting lethargic from the amount of blood that came out, but she seems perfectly fine as she lays back on the mattress. What the hell is going on right now?Clotho approaches Jamari, placing her hand on her abdomen, her hand becoming soaked in blood. Her eyes fade to white, a concentrated look appearing on her face, as she searches for something from Fate.After a moment she lets out a growl of frustration, her eyes returning to their natural three-toned color. “Something is blocking me from seeing Remiel.” Her