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This isn’t it. I won’t let him go. I’ll follow him beyond The Veil. I’ll climb into the stars and drag his soul back out of them if I have to. This. Is. Not. It.
“He’s not fucking dead until I say he is!”
I clutched onto Seth’s arm, too terrified to touch Orion and feel how cold he might be, how still.
“Please,” I begged, turning my head toward the cave roof, and imploring the stars to listen. “Don’t take him from me. I’ll give you anything you want. Anything.”
“Please don’t leave me.”
I didn’t have much to give yet, but any drop I had was his. There was just one problem: I had to let down my barriers to power share with my mortal enemy.
“You can,” Seth growled. “Do it for him.”
I won’t let you go. I promised I’d do anything in my power to keep us together and I’ll do it, goddammit. I will do it.
My hope stuttered and panic reached into me, demanding I accept the truth. That he was really gone. That my world was going to be absent of him for the rest of my life. And that thought was enough to tear my heart in two, never to be repaired.
But hell, I wanted to go to him. I needed to wrap my arms around him and feel the heavenly pounding of his heart.
He was going to be okay. We had time stretching out before us, years and years and years. And I was going to cherish every damn one of them. I wasn’t going to let a second go by without coveting each moment we had together.
He’d come so close to death, my mind was still in shock knowing he was still here with me now.
I couldn’t stand to see Orion looking half dead, covered in blood. So I sat beside him, washing it away as best I could, trying to erase the pain that had nearly split me in two. But I had a feeling that some part of this night would always be with me, scarred on the inside of my chest.
I’d never felt so powerless as I had when Clara had hurt him. And it terrified me that her shadows could suppress my Order like that, taking charge of the shadows in me and keeping my Phoenix subdued.
So when I was done, I curled up beside him, resting my head on his chest and humming a nameless tune, just something to let him know that I was here. And I wasn’t going anywhere, even if every star in the sky decided to fall down and burn the world tonight.
But Tory Vega could wear a potato sack and still look like a fucking goddess.
If the stars gave you the chance to pick your Elysian Mate, you did it. No question. No matter what. Hell, if I found myself standing opposite that fucking hat boy I’d say yes.
“I just slept with the girl he was destined to love and you’re blaming yourself?”
“We’re the most powerful Fae in Solaria!” Seth snapped. “The stars will listen if we tell them to!”
“Something. Anything. I don’t even know what yet. But I’m going to make up for this,” I swore. “I’m going to find some way to fix it.”
“Blue,” I groaned, grabbing her, and pulling her against me, needing her like I needed air to breathe.
This is my fault. I was the one who asked her to be there last night. I should have realised it wasn’t safe. That Clara might not be herself.
you’ve hurt her, I’ll kill you.”
Darius would have spent the rest of his life making up for all he’d done to her, he would have watched over her more fiercely than the moon did the Earth. He’d have given her the world.
“Don’t ever let go of her, Lance. You fucking fight for her until your last breath, you hear me?”
“I vow on everything I am, if there’s a way to change your fate, I’ll find it.”
I hope they do too. Because one of them is meeting you.
Since I’d shifted into my Order form at the Vega palace and played with everyone in the snow, I longed to go beyond the manor grounds. I wanted to run and fly and soar through the clouds. It wasn’t fair.
I didn’t want to be scared, but holy shit this woman looked like a monster fresh out of Resident Evil.
Lance is gone. She killed him.
If she’d really hurt her brother…killed him…then this wasn’t the girl I knew and loved.
She was insanely powerful. A threat.
“Don’t you dare reprimand me. You may be my king, but I’m the Shadow Princess!”
He had been more than a good friend to me and my brother, he was family.
It was just a shame being me right now hurt like hell.
Poor Darius Acrux, he hungered for power so much that it destroyed the only good thing he was ever offered.
I might not have had a lot left for myself in this miserable world, but I had him. And I refused to let this stand. Even if fixing it cost me him too.
Running away from my problems had never helped me much before, but I didn’t need to deal with that bullshit. What had happened between me and Roxy, that was…ours. It didn’t matter that it was fucked up and raw and bleeding, it was still ours. We’d been marked by it inside and out and no matter how much I might have wished it had gone differently, that didn’t change it.
Everything in me had driven me at her for love, but I’d let his poison twist it into hate. For what? Power.
And I may not have had anything to live for myself anymore. But that was okay.
Sometimes I feared I was too like my father. In moments like this, I relished that corruption in me.
I’d earned this fate from her. I’d failed too many times to even dream of anything else.
Mother didn’t respond to that, her concerned gaze fixed on me like the only thing she cared about in all of this was making sure I was alright.
Roxy might not have wanted to be mine, but that didn’t change how I felt about her. It didn’t mean I’d be letting anything happen to her.
Because that was what my father did. He got his way. In everything. No matter what it cost other people.
Was that how it would be for the rest of my life? Any time I was with anyone else I’d be thinking of him, feeling like I was in the wrong just because I’d wanted to choose my own fate?
I was half tempted to claim the fucking throne just so that I could change the law about student teacher relationships and set them free.
Sure, I’d cry about this but not here, not where everyone could see me bleed. I refused to.
This was my choice. Mine. It shouldn’t have hurt this much to follow my heart. And that was what I’d thought I was doing. But if that was the case then why did it feel like I was being torn to bits from the inside out?
Who’d have thought my Cardinal Magic Professor would be giving me piggyback rides around campus when I first started out at this school?
