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It had been bad enough waiting for the Heirs to finish hazing all the freshmen before we left; it had served to remind me of my first night at Zodiac and made me miss Tory something fierce.
And I guessed that was the new normal. Living as though he was wholly separate to me, like he’d never owned my heart, like I’d never pledged to love him no matter what.
My chest ached at the thought of term starting today without Tory. The summer had been long and painful, and I’d had to find ways to harden my heart against all of that. The loss of Orion, then losing Tory after had nearly broken me.
But the one thing I’d found to hold onto among it all in the end was a purpose. I would do whatever was in my power to destroy Lionel and ensure he never sat his hateful ass on the throne. And I’d rip my sister out of his control and...
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It just hadn’t worked yet. But it would. And as soon as I could do it to him, I could do it to Tory and Xavier and…Orion.
stripped out of my pyjamas, showering and washing my dark blue hair, wondering for the millionth time if I should just dye it red or green or strip it all out and go dark again. But whenever I bought new dye, I couldn’t make myself go through with it. It wasn’t about Orion. Fuck Orion. But there was still something holding me back. Maybe I didn’t want to let go of the girl I’d been before the two people I loved most in the world had been ripped away from me. But perhaps it was time I accepted that girl was dead and buried, this new version of me fitted with a heart that lived in a fortress and
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And I needed to be here so I could continue fighting for my sister. I’ll find a way to free you from the shadows, Tor, just hold on.
The new me could give it a new meaning. It didn’t have to be anything to do with him anymore. Like he said, blue meant royal in Solaria. “And to me, blue means you.” Get out of my head.
My throat closed up as I thought of Tory. She should be here. I don’t want to do this without her. The ache in me over her loss was like a knife twisting in my gut. I never felt whole anymore. Without her, I was half a girl. We were meant to be together. It was how it had always been and always should be. “See,” Seth said darkly. “Whenever your mind drifts it’s onto her, or him. That’s who you really talk about in your sleep.” “We don’t talk about him,” I muttered.
“Oooh you’re getting the flamey eyes.” He chuckled, getting out of bed and casually dropping the pillow before tugging his boxers on. “You must be really thinking about him today.”
“Stop it,” I snarled, but he was right. I’d dreamed of him again, holding me, kissing me, not betraying me. You know, all the good stuff. Shame he had to ruin it. “Darcy,” he said gently. “You know you can talk to me about him, you don’t have to bottle it up.” I shook my head, the wound over Orion begging to split open in me again, but fuck that.
He chuckled. “No, but that reminds me of when I was on the moon, and I stuck my dick in a moon hole. I have literally fucked the moon.” “I know,” I said exaggeratedly, laughing as I tugged on my skirt. “And you have literally told me every detail.”
“Every crush you have is a big deal, you had a crush on a cookie the other day and didn’t eat it for like eight hours.” “The chocolate chips were arranged into the shape of a dick!” he defended
Ew
“Seth Capella, life is not guaranteed and with the shit we do most nights, you will regret it if anything happens to him and you don’t get the chance to tell him the truth.” “We won’t die,” he said with a shrug. “We’re the Heirs and the Savage Princess. Darcy and the dudebros. Wolfman, Bitey C, Fish Fury, Dragzilla, and the Phoen Dream.” “Okay firstly, never call us those things again, and secondly, we’re not immortal, Seth. Just…don’t take this time for granted, okay?” I implored. “You never know when the world could just be pulled out from under your feet.” My heart knotted up in my throat
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If it wasn’t for the will to save my sister and my desire to see Lionel brought to his knees, I was sure it would have done so already.
I didn’t walk away like I wanted to. I had made a promise after all. So, I swallowed thickly, holding his gaze. “The truth is, I’ll probably dream about Lance for the rest of my life. I’ll miss him and long for him, but when I wake up, I’ll continue as if he was never here. Because that’s what he asked for when he betrayed me. And now he’s gone, he’ll never get back in. No one will. I just can’t trust anyone anymore.”
“No. There’s only one person I trust in this world, and she’s currently being held by a monster. But as soon as I have her back, I’ll keep her close and that’ll be enough.”
My Atlas buzzed in my pocket, and I found that my name had been mentioned in a news article entitled Roxanya Vega Renounces Her Claim on the Throne.
I just gaped at the screen, a voice screaming No! in my head. I clicked on the article, knowing I was going to regret it, but I had to know. Oh my god, what has she done?
“We won’t give up on her,” I breathed, and he nodded seriously. “Never.”
but doing that could possibly mean dragging Darius, Tory, Xavier, and Orion down with them, which I was never going to risk.
I was on strict orders to eat three meals a day from Darius after he’d figured out I’d been using healing magic to skip meals back in August.
Oh darcy
I’d put back on the weight I’d lost when Orion went to prison, but I was all defined abs and muscle tone now considering half my time was spent either training for combat or in combat.
It was illegal as shit what we were doing. But I didn’t care. None of us did.
I had to concentrate on my studies, advance my magic. It was crucial.
I glanced back over my shoulder just as Xavier broke free of his fan club and his eyes met mine. I waved and his expression brightened as he started heading toward us.
As always, when my mind drifted, I started spiralling into the pit of despair that lived inside me. So, I cut myself off from it once more and forced the pain away. If there was one thing this whole shit storm had taught me, it was that tears saved nobody and dwelling on regrets was as useful as cutting my own hands off. Darius was the only one who understood fully, and together we’d found a way to keep moving, because giving up wasn’t an option
One small mercy I’d been gifted was that I’d found a bond with him I’d never expected to have. And though trust was something I doubted I’d ever feel again for anyone besides family, Darius Acrux came surprisingly close. And so did the other Heirs sometimes.
The door opened again behind her, and Darius appeared, halting dead in his tracks, his lips parting and suddenly he was upon us, wrenching Tory from my arms and twisting her around to face him. “You’re back,” he rasped. “How did you escape?” I managed to get out, pushing
“Tory, it’s me, it’s Darcy. Look at me,” I demanded, desperation clawing at my insides. Muttering broke out but I didn’t care, my heart was trying to climb out of my chest. I’d never expected this. Why would Lionel let her come back? Tory’s cool gaze moved to my face, her expression bored. “I’m sorry, do I know you?”
I reached for her again and Tory raised her hands as if she was about to fight me. But I didn’t care. I’d fight through every force in this world to save her.
When we arrived at the huge tree that gave access to it, we headed up inside the hidden stairway while Geraldine muttered under her breath about barbequing Lionel Acrux and serving him up to a pack of hungry dogs.
I looked to Darius, seeing my own pain mirrored in his eyes.
something we can buy,” Seth said thoughtfully. “I know exactly who can get it for us,” I said confidently. “Who?” Darius asked with a frown. I smiled, feeling like we finally had something that could really save Tory at long last. “My brother.”
I fought to push them aside as I tried to remember the dream. I’d been standing in the rain on a cliffside and someone else had been with me. Someone who had made my heart beat a lot faster than the slow and steady rhythm it was maintaining now. My lips tingled with the memory of a touch I couldn’t place, the taste of something so much sweeter than I deserved...
My gaze stayed locked on that ring for a long moment as the echo of something important tugged at my memory. I shivered as I almost felt the kiss of snow on my arms, tasted tears on my lips, felt a stab of pain directly into my heart. But as I sucked in a sharp breath at the almost memory, the shadows fluttered in my chest and soothed it away for me.
“Roxy,” he murmured, and I fought to stay impassive as the echo of pain and fear washed through me at the sound of that name in his mouth.
“Because I’m not giving up on you, Roxy. I don’t care what I have to do or what it costs to pull you back out of the shadows. I won’t stop until you’re yourself again,” he swore roughly.
Even the mention of his name sent the memory of agony pulsing through my chest, but I held the shadows closer to fight off the sensation.
“You don’t love that monster. You love Darcy. You love...” His brow creased and he shook his head. “I love you. And you promised me forever once. So, if I have to-” “Forever?” I asked, a memory pushing into my mind but fleeing again before I had a chance to look at it.
“I promised you forever too, Roxy,” he growled. “And I intend to keep my word.”
My gaze skipped between the black rings that surrounded his irises just like mine and I almost drew the shadows back for a moment before a stab of pain resounded in my chest like a bolt of lightning.
Though it may seem that you are lost in the dark at times, just remember what is dear to your heart and you will always find a way back to yourself.
but somehow, behind the confines of my closed eyelids, I found myself imagining a golden Dragon instead.
“I know you’re still in there, Roxy,” he said in a low voice that made the hairs along the back of my neck stand on end. “And sooner or later, I’ll figure out how to save you from this.”
I hadn’t particularly noticed that I was having a growth spurt again. It wasn’t all that surprising that my muscles were growing with the amount of training I’d been doing with the other Heirs, wrestling and learning to wield the axe Darcy had gifted me to the best of my ability. But if I was getting bigger in my Fae form then that would be even more noticeable in my Dragon form. And I seriously hoped I was about to become the biggest Dragon in Solaria, even if it was just so that I could watch Father’s head explode when he realised his own son had knocked him off of the top spot.
She was stunningly beautiful as always, but there was hardly anything of the girl I’d fallen for showing in the mannequin model version of her standing before me. There was no scorn in her eyes, no wit on her tongue, even her posture was just so fucking rigid, it didn’t seem natural. She was like a painting of herself, all done in perfect proportions but with no life inside her, nothing to say she was anything more than a beautiful decoration designed to be admired and little else. I missed her quick tongue and insults; I wanted her calling me out on having a gold plated bed and a fucking
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I didn’t really give a shit where we got it from, I just needed my girl back to herself or it was going to kill me.
“You hurt me,” she replied simply, her green-brown eyes meeting mine. “Always have, always will.” Fuck.
as I watched the girl who should have been my mate wrap her arms around my father’s neck and embrace him in front of everyone here. His eyes met mine over her shoulder and the corner of his lips hooked up cruelly like he could feel my fucking heart tearing open as his arms closed around her for a moment.
