Chapter 100
Serena POV
The next morning I walk into the dark witch’s shop, the air thick and suffocating, like something in here is always watching even
when it’s quiet.
“You’re early,” she says without looking up, like she already knew I was coming.
“He found his mate,” I growl out, the words tasting bitter on my tongue.
Her head snaps up so fast it almost looks unnatural, “She’s been reborn?” she whispers, fear flashing across her face before she cap
hide it.
“Who are you talking about?” I snap at her, irritation spiking at the way she’s acting like she knows more than me.
“Eloise, you idiot-but this one is worse, stronger. The prophecy is coming to pass. What is her name?” she says.
“Lyric,” I say.
She pricks her finger and drops it into a bowl. The bowl releases smoke that curls and twists unnaturally, like it’s alive, it turns a bright white, then red, the color deepening like blood spreading through water, and then it explodes.
“No,” she says low, her voice suddenly tight with something dangerously close to panic.
“Look, I don’t know what you just did, but I need a spell to get rid of her,” I say, annoyed, even though something about her reaction doesn’t sit right with me.
“Is she pregnant?” she finally says, her eyes locking onto mine like she already knows the answer.
“What? No, she isn’t pregnant,” I say quickly, my stomach tightening at the question.
“She has to be. I felt it. That power isn’t just hers,” she says, her voice dropping lower. “I need you to bring me her blood, and I will give you a spell that will kill her.”
“Good, because Daddy promised my cousin the throne and me Cole,” I say.
“David wants more than the throne, you silly girl,” she says, a slow smile creeping across her face that makes my skin crawl. “Now go bring me her blood, and you will get your spell.”
She dismisses me.
Great Now I need to find a way to get that stupid bitch’s blood, and after seeing what she did in that chamber… it’s not going to be
as easy as I thought.
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“Serena, you saw her power. She doesn’t feel like a normal she-wolf. I don’t think this is a good idea,” Greta, my wolf, says, unease
threading through her voice.
“Yes, it is. Our mate rejected us. Cole was supposed to be ours-he has to be,” I snap at her.
She whimpers in my mind, the pain of rejection echoing through me whether I want to feel it or not.
Cole will be ours, and this whore will die, and if she is pregnant, so will her bastards.
This isn’t over, Lyric.
I will become Queen, no matter how much blood it takes to get there.
Lyric POV
The next morning I wake up to little hands wrapped around my body, warm and small against me, grounding me in a way I didn’t
know I needed.
I smile down at the little girl wrapped around me.
“She really loves you already,” Mira says, looking at us from the bed that was brought in last night.
“I love her too, she is adorable,” I say, brushing my fingers lightly through Elise’s hair as she shifts closer to me in her sleep.
“How are you feeling about becoming a Queen?” Iris asks, coming out of the bathroom.
“Honestly, it hasn’t really sunk in. We had a small run-in with the council that put us in a tough spot because now they know their thoughts aren’t safe, so it probably was the wrong card to play so early, but they tried to make it seem like I was too weak for Cole, so I aired some dirty laundry,” I say, shrugging my shoulders even though I can still feel the tension from that room lingering under
my skin.
“Oh, you are going to be the best Queen ever,” Winter says.
We all laugh at that.
“Well, now they know they have to change their approach if they want to try to get you out,” Mira says.
“Yeah, there’s a she-wolf that the council has been trying to get Cole to take as a chosen mate. She is going to be a problem,” I say, Serena’s face flashing through my mind for a split second.
“Oh great, another Summer,” Winter says.
“Yeah, she might be worse because her father is on the council and David is also her cousin. I read everybody,” I say, smirking.
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