Sight of Solace: The Caelestis Sun Series Book One

by E.K. Pomfret

He said everything that I had felt last night. His words made me realize that I had always felt in debt to Cove. For so long his longing for me made me feel guilty. Like I was responsible for easing that pain for him. In debt to his love, in debt when he had cooked for me, but he had never allowed me to fulfill that debt. Keeping me eager to come back and please him more.

The dog wanted to own her

I need to talk to her. Say that I’m sorry, try to figure out how Quenen is manipulating her, and comfort her by telling her we are leaving together. She will forgive me. She will understand that she means everything to me. That’s why I lost it, the mere thought of her betraying me. What I did wasn’t right, but I was threatened. Backed into a corner and I didn’t know that Quenen was manipulating her. I should have been there for her. I should have done things differently.

She isnt yours, you mangy mutt

“No, please. Don’t say that.” I grasp her face, turning her to look at me. Her eyes flutter open and my chest caves inside of me. The eyes of the female I love to my core, are gone. Replaced by a sickly blue.

Her eyes are finally her own you jackass

“What did he do to you?” I scream, turning to see her shut those horrid blue eyes tightly. Without them, she’s almost the female I loved. I almost want to reach out and touch her.

“What are you? A changeling?” She flinches as my voice raises. “Remember the bullshit you spewed to me about if you could, you’d match my eyes? How long have you been lying to me? To all of us?”

“Oh, so you’re worried that I know the secrets you’ve held from me? To think I came here ready to sweep you away to the rebellion. Was that a lie too? Some insane delusion that there could be a fresh start for us with your dead father.” The words fall from my mouth with a sour taste, but I can’t stop them. Her face drops and her spine straightens.

Mangy mutt needs to be put down

“Get out.” She demands but I can’t leave, I can’t walk away from her, even after lying to me. What had she done? How had she allowed this to happen to her? “What the fuck happened to us?” I stand my ground. “Change them back, this isn’t you. You’re mine, we were supposed to be…” “I said get out, Cove.” Her voice cuts me, sharp as she stands, pointing her finger to the door.

She will pay for what she’s done. She doesn’t know that I’ve been summoned to the rebellion at her father's request. She won’t get away from me and surely Quenen won’t find her where we are going. I’ll remind her who she belongs to.

“I had hoped you would be a little more healed before having to deal with this but you did it and you’re better for it.” I wasn’t used to him and his open heart, but now that I have it, I don’t ever want anything else from him. We had played the game, giving and taking from one another. This was a piece of him I hadn’t allowed myself to have. This version of him that had defended my honor to Cove. The version that claimed me as his mate. This version altered my scent and claimed me as the other half of his soul.

Quenen doesn’t believe in personal space when it comes to me. And I remember how it felt last night, the way his body fit to mine, a protective shell surrounding my wounded soul. He wants to say something to me, I can feel it, but I speak first. “You said come home?” I whisper, his choice of words lingering in my mind. “You are my mate. Whatever once belonged to me, now belongs to you.”

“He is her mate and he will tear the world apart if we do not respect her wishes. You know better than that.” Something in my heart shifts. He is my mate. He will defend me at any cost. The thought of hating him becomes more distant by the second.

How would she sit here and talk me through this? She won’t even look at me. She gets up and places her bowl in the sink with a clink. “How can you be angry with me?” I say, breaking the silence.

fix my sloppy stance and swing a proper punch at him. Xade might not be here, but I could still spar this big alpha hole and blow off some steam. He must have picked up on what I was doing because he responded by mirroring my stance and putting his hands out in front of him. I swing at his large, outstretched hand and he takes my blows. I put every bit of anger inside me into my fists and he doesn’t budge. If anything, I swear I see him smirk.

I look up to witness the most breathtaking smile light up Bain’s usually lifeless eyes. Sure, he had a scare factor to him, with his soulless eyes and those red tattoos up and down his arms, but when he laughed he transformed into someone else.

“The sunset means you’ve survived another day,” Bain says from beside me. His words spark a little bit of hope. I did survive another day.

“What about my friends? Do you think they will adjust to Ghiran?” Bain smiles to himself. “Bea is committed to the rebellion and has been looking for us longer than you realize. I think she will do fine.” “Fleur is not like her.” “No, she is not, she is the most delicate fae I’ve ever encountered in my many centuries. But your friendship is important to her and she did not take the decision lightly. She is frail on the outside, but her strength is deep inside of her. It’s a pity that we will have to ruin her innocence, but it is a worthy cause.” “What do you mean ruin her?”

“Don’t apologize for the mistakes you make. If you erase all of them, you would never learn to be who you are meant to be. Use them as stepping stones to get you to where you need to be.”

“What about your transporting magic, can’t you use that to get us there?” “It would take a great deal of power to do that I’m afraid. Transporting may be a common skill but carrying someone with you is difficult and few have enough power to do it.” He had brought me back from my mother's and barely broke a sweat. I was beginning to understand the hierarchy of power this male held.

“I don’t sleep much. The night is a peaceful time to reflect when I’m not haunted by dreams. I prefer to be out in the open where I can see the sky.” It seems like something a male who has known confinement might say.

“You pulled me from the midnight of my life. When you appeared, dawn peaked, telling me that daylight had finally come.”

My mate. He’s mine, and I’m his.

“He’s not my brother but I call him that to remind him that he is my equal. Sepehr’s father was a war criminal whom Kaius kept as a slave, his mother was taken as a servant as well, he had no other family so he was forced to come with them. He is significantly younger than Jace and I, but we ended up taking him in after his parents died.”

My sweet Sepehr

“I love you, Quenen.” The words come easily. He closes his eyes, pulling me closer to him and presses his lips to my forehead. “I love you, Solace.” For the first time without him being inside me, my soul stretched out to his, they intertwined together as we lay wrapped up in one another physically, mentally, and spiritually until we both fall asleep.

“You know, the mating bond set in place when I fucked her on top of you.” I swallowed his words. “I knew then that something was off, but how could I have been so wrong for fourteen years dear, Ophelia?” He pressed his body into me and I was forced to sit on the bed, the blade in my reach. I didn’t dare move for it.

Solace. She has to be safe. I need her to be safe. Hope slips from my soul, draining from my physical body. I have failed. My vision goes blurry, my lips tingle, and my lungs scream for air. “I will not say it twice,” that honey-sweet voice I had longed to hear for sixteen years rang through my head. “Put my mate down, Xade.” I cry a silent plea for my mate as I lose consciousness.

LFG

“I ruined this for us. It’s my fault.” He shook his head and pressed his forehead to mine. “I don’t believe that. You didn’t ruin anything. This is our story, this was where we were meant to be, and I wouldn’t change our fate because I have you.”

“Get on all fours and face the sun, Solace.”

The sun breaches the horizon, lighting up the room in full light as we climax together. Pulsing inside me, I close my eyes and bask in the feeling of his body against mine, the sun on my skin, the light of his room. “Good morning, Solace,” he whispers in my ear. I hum in response, unable to form a sentence.

“Do you have no privacy in this house? Both Sepehr and Jace have seen me completely exposed in your bed in the last twelve hours.” “Maybe the common denominator is that you’re naked in my bed so often.”

He would and could kill Cove. All I had to do was say it and he would do that for me, I didn’t have to ask twice.

but I didn’t think she knew this information. I took a deep breath, Archar seemed to know more about Solace’s mate than I did. The window in the kitchen started to lighten as dawn rose outside. “I need something stronger than

Because You never gave them the chance. Just like the mutt

I had worn these eyes for so long, as Archar had instructed me. I look back at the reflection of my true self, this is who I was, and who I would be from this day forward. No one would ever take it away from me again.

Solace has her eyes again,and so does her mother. About time

Lords, I had missed this, I missed him.

That's the bond

And of course, to Cove, fuck you.

Even the author hates you, filthy mutt