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She had no claim on him, he was mine. And I would place myself between him and the stars if I had to. I was going to twist fate myself and shape it into something good that could never be taken from us.
“Nebular Allies are the most precious of friends. They are rarer than gold, and far more valuable.”
“I wish you didn’t have to see me like this,” she murmured, and a growl rose in my throat. “I’m poison.” “I’d love you in any form, poisonous or otherwise,” I said,
I’m supposed to be some all-powerful Phoenix but look at me now. I’m nothing.” “You are everything,”
“Listen to me, Blue. I loved you when your soul shone with all the starlight in the night sky, and I’ll love you now when your soul is the blackest you’ve ever known. I will love you whole and I’ll love you in pieces. It doesn’t matter, light or dark, I am here. That is what mates are for. It’s what I’m made to be for you by the stars themselves, so stop trying to shut me out.”
My twin was my other half. My brother my wings of guidance. My mate my soul-bound love.
I would love him here and now, tomorrow and always. Wherever I went, wherever the stars took me, that love would never die. Even if I did.
She was leaving me, and the moment she vanished, I’d vanish too. There was no life without her. She was the centre of my existence, my saviour, my warrior, my sunshine.
If I ever got my way, I would spend day after day torturing him for this. I’d make him scream as she had screamed and pay him back tenfold for each mark he’d left on her.
There was no way in hell I was going to let Darcy be tortured again. Once had been enough to fracture my sanity, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever recover from it.
“She can’t have anything more from me than pain. I’m all yours. She can’t touch my soul; it’ll be whole and waiting for you when this is over. So let me bleed for you, my Queen. It would be a fucking honour.”
I’d told her straight that I would always place myself between her and danger whenever I could, so here we were.
“Blue,” I growled, furious that she would even voice such a future. “I will save you.” “What if it’s already too late?” she said in fear. “Then I will find a way to tear my own magic from my flesh and join you in the mortal world,”
“Where you go, I will follow. Have I not made that clear enough to you yet?”
She gripped the back of my neck, kissing me again, her smiles feeding me the strength of an army.
“You always have so much faith in me.” “You’re a queen destined to rule. I knew that the first moment I saw you.”
“You’re my saviour, my felon, my sinister knight. And if you don’t touch me this second, I’ll go mad.”
“Look at me. And don’t stop looking until I’m finished with you. Forget this place. It’s just us, beautiful. You and me.”
I’d already had the best pack I could imagine. I’d had the Heirs, Darcy, Tory, Orion, even crazy-ass Geraldine Grus. They were my family, and some of the best times of my life had happened in The Burrows. It shouldn’t have taken losing everything to realise that.
Then there was Caleb. The man who had become the centre of every thought, every dream, every nightmare I experienced day after day.
I missed King’s Hollow. I missed when things were simple, but mostly I missed a time that didn’t even exist.
I growled, stalking away from the window, and heading along in the vague direction of the belltower. It wasn’t like I was actually going to go there. I could walk in that direction though. I could walk anywhere I liked. Caleb wasn’t king of the ruins. Maybe I just fancied a trip up the belltower. Maybe I just liked the view from up there. It had nothing to do with him. Nothing at all.
My eyes traced the loving smile his lips painted for her, and I captured that moment in my mind, knowing I would rewrite it later, with me in her place.
“Hang on, I speak semi-fluent ASS,” she said
But moments like that made me think the suffering was worth it. So I’d keep drowning until I got another one.
“He’s not there,” she said darkly, her eyes moving to the mountain we’d left them all on before she pressed a hand to her heart. “He’s here.”
“Geraldine,” I said firmly. “If Max is it for you, then let him be it. This war, this doubt and uncertainty we live in has only confirmed one thing to me, and that’s how brief life can be and how quickly it can be stolen from us at any point in time. So don’t waste any more of it simply because he hasn’t knelt for me and Darcy. I don’t give a fuck about that anyway.”
She had been my shining fantasy, and I’d loved her before I’d even met her.
Sam Greene: Hello? I’m trying to contact my son Peter. Peter? Are you here?? Kenna Red: This is a comment thread for a newspaper, there ain’t no Peter here. Peter Bamchamp: Hello, my name is Peter. Are you looking for me? Sam Greene: No. I’m looking for my son. Peter??? Hello???
Josh Medley: I know two Sandras, one of them is a saint, the other is a total dickwad – you can’t just tar all Dariuses with the same traitor brush #insanity #notallDariusesarethesame Kate Gaetano: You don’t even know me, why are you in this thread??? #allDariusesareevil #fact
Darius Cumcount: I, as a Darius, would have you know that I am actually a really chipper fella #noneedtospreadlies
“I made a promise to the stars to end them for this failure,” she said in a low voice, the cold certainty in her words making the hairs along the back of my neck stand on end. “And I intend to keep it.”
If there was a single Fae in Solaria capable of making the stars themselves tremble with their wrath, then I knew it was Tory Vega.
“Don’t let this war change you,” he said. “Your optimism is one of my favourite things about you.”
So I shut my eyes and breathed in his sharp, masculine scent, finding some clarity in why I had fallen for him so hopelessly. He was Caleb Altair. The most protective, loyal Fae who knew every piece of me and never flinched from it. Of course I’d fallen for him. Just like The Wheel of Fortune card had predicted. It was inevitable.
“Because me and her have a good thing going and I want to be sure that you’re clear that whatever you thought you had with her is done now.”
“By the stars, you drive me crazy. I love you, Gerry,”
“I mean it, Gerry. We’ll work all of that out. I want you. Only you. The other shit is just politics.” “Yes,” I agreed. “And politics may have ruled my rivers once, but I have sprouted new springs from the earth. I tried to resist you, my dear dolphin, but alas, fate drives me to your waters time and again. Swim with me, Maxy boy.”
“You’re back,” I whispered, relief flooding me,
“I’ll always come back to you, Blue,” he promised, taking away the fear in my heart.
We were one being in that moment, a creature of fury and hope that resisted the dark as if we were made of starlight.
“That’s my girl,” he exhaled, pressing a kiss to my hair. “You’ve got this.”
“You are the only thing in this world that I’m wholeheartedly optimistic about, Darcy Vega, because I know I’ll fight to death and beyond to keep you. And I’m starting to think you might do the same for me.” “Starting to think?” I said, a smile making my lips weightless. “There isn’t an enemy in the kingdom I wouldn’t face down for you.”
“Not a possession, no. But you are mine. You were mine before we met, and mine the minute we locked eyes. You are mine in this life, and every life we may experience from this point forward. You are mine in every reality you exist, and mine in every reality you don’t. And I am yours in kind, in every way you can imagine. I will gladly be your possession, but I will also be your guardian, your keeper, your protector. And I will do whatever I can to turn you away from danger, because it is impossible for me not to.”
