I was leaning against my desk at my home office. Helena was leaning against the bookshelf on one side of the room. Her arms were crossed over her body and everything about her exuded anger. We had called the kids in to speak with them. Natalie sat in one of the lounge chairs in my office whereas Liam just leaned in the doorframe of the office, his arms crossed as well. I had told Helena we would tell the kids. I had to threaten her to be here though, which was why she was angry.
Glenn told me she was being the most difficult person he has ever dealt with, her father not being much better. He was having a hard time keeping it professional. It didn’t matter though, we were going through this and I wasn’t changing my mind. She would eventually need to come to terms with that.
“What’s this family meeting about Dad?” Nat looked from me to her mom.
Liam rolled his eyes.
“Your mother and I…” I heard Helena scoff and I glared at her. “…are going to get a divo
***Olivia’s POV*** The glass potion vial exploded against the wall. I screamed at the wall, knocking over the current batch of liquid still boiling on the stove. It splashed and covered my hands. Hissing, I watched as both my hands immediately turned bright red. Going over to the sink, I plunged them into the ice-cold water. It hurt and I squeezed my eyes shut. “Fucking god damn it.” They were definitely going to blister. My eyes closed and I fell back on the dining chair, staring at my hands, at the silver marks covering my arms. I didn’t want them to show on me. I didn’t want them. Not when I was going to visit my family, visit their resting place. My actions felt like betrayal. I knew it was the mate bond. I knew it was a pull that my soul wasn’t able to fight. It was more than that though and that’s what killed me. Desmond was someone I was falling for and I hated myself for it. Hated that I was even thinking about having a family.
“Vi?” I stirred, opening my eyes as Vic leaned over me. His face was worried and I tried to sit up but winced. “No no, don’t get up. Not yet.” He put his hand on my chest, keeping me down. “What…where am I?” I couldn’t remember much. I remembered burning my hands. Liam coming over and then him leaving when Marcus realized he took the truck. That was it though, I couldn’t remember anything else. Vic brushed some of my hair behind my ear. “I brought you home. You almost died this time Vi.” Pulling my hands out of the covers, I looked at my hands. They were bandaged past my elbows, both arms. My fingers curled into fists. “I don’t remember.” He nodded, putting his hands on mine. “I think its better that way at this point. You’ve been out for about two days.” My lips turned into a frown. “I didn’t get to visit their graves.” “We can still go, if you would like. It’s not too late, the ley line up here is closer anywa
Pulling on my platform shoes and a dress, I decided to go into town. One because I was running low on a few items and two, I thought maybe I would catch a glance of Desmond. It had been a few days. Between the time I was with Vic, to being at the house for another two days having Vic flitter around me to make sure I was okay, I needed to get out. Vic went home yesterday but I still couldn’t bring myself to venture into the twilight zone of a town. My heart hurt though. It hurt not seeing him and I knew I needed to talk to him. I would suck up my fear and I would actually talk to him. Nasir walked with me all the way to the edge of town. He also had been extra hovering lately but I knew I scared him. I apologized but there wasn’t much more I could do to make him feel better. Having bandages still on my arms didn’t really help the matter either. Meandering through the store, I picked up only a couple things that I needed. Soap, shampoo, conditioner, pasta, cans of soup
We walked for a while in silence, letting the next couple songs fill the space between us. As we walked, we bumped into each other every so often and I laughed. Between the two of us, I don’t think we had a single cell that wasn’t high. After a while, I threw up my hands. “I feel like this shit storm you’re going through it my fault. My fault for coming here and being your dad’s mate.” Liam looked at me, almost shocked we could still talk. “No. You didn’t have anything to do with their relationship outside of finally showing my dad he needed to get out.” I took a shaky drag of the joint, tears welling up. “Honestly, I didn’t ask him for any of this. I knew you were his family. I wanted to reject him. I should have. Then Aamon marked me and my fucking mother betrayed what little frayed trust I had.” Looking at Liam, I shook my head. “I’m sorry Liam. I never wanted to break up your family. I’m so sorry.” Liam came over and hugged me. “You’re the only pe
The next few days I didn’t see Desmond. He didn’t even reach out to me through the mate bond. It wasn’t cut off, he just never reached out and neither did I. I had started to avoid him. Between the shame of my own actions and the anger over his, I couldn’t face him yet. Marcus delivered a large supply of wood for me to start redoing the walls. Today was the day that I was going to start the larger part of the process. Going through, figuring out where to start and attacking the project. Dressing in my shorts and tank top, I pulled my hair up into a pony tail. Opening my door, a flash of red caught my eye. A red envelope hung from the peg that I normally would put the lantern on. Pulling the envelope down, I opened it up. There was a baggie of a blue shimmering powder and a note. ‘Video us now’ I rolled my eyes. Were they trying to be hip with the times? I stomped back into the house and pulled out the large cast iron I had. Filling it near to the top with wat
“So what now? We are looking for murderers? Is Alpha James really capable of this?” Vic had his hands crossed over his chest.Scott answered him. “He’s done it before. This seemed more personal though. Usually he just sweeps through, kills, and moves on. This was a show.”“Well, if he wanted the Fey council riled up, he’s going to get it.” I added, leaning against the tree. I was now covered in blood. I wiped my hands on my shorts.“Did you want me to go with you?” Vic looked at me, he was upset that one of his own had done this.Feeding from fey was taboo. Their blood is a kind of poison for vampires or a drug. You couldn’t turn a fey into a vampire either. The power that fey were born from drove vampires mad. The little bit of humanity that was left would disappear, leaving a monster behind.I shook my head. “I’m the fey
The next week or so I didn’t see Desmond. Marcus said he was busy with Alpha James and was rarely in the territory anymore. It made it easier to go back to avoiding him that way. Liam and Nat had started coming over more to my cabin. I was mid replacing the walls nearing the end of my project. Nat would toss her phone away and blast music in the house while I worked, the both of us singing at a ridiculous volume. Not always on key. She would complain about her cheerleading groupies and it made me laugh. Getting a taste of how much work it really was to stay popular.Liam started his research into what he really wanted to do, spurring him into a studying machine. He would bring over college textbooks and asked me questions about the different races. It made me happy, that all of his anger toward his parents was now being fueled into something productive. Most of the time he would actually go to class now, but study complet
My fork had fallen out of my hand. Desmond was wearing jeans and a blue shirt, his hair messy. His eyes didn’t hold the same emptiness as they did the last time. Mildly I wondered if my kiss helped him. My heart raced but I cursed, his friend probably tipped him off. “Fucking fey. Every time.”He sat down on the opposite side of the table, eyeing my food choice. “Glenn called me upset that the fey princess was alone in the city.”Shaking my head, I shoved a forkful of food in my mouth.“You don’t even have a phone. What if something would have happened? You literally have people threatening you that have killed people.”“What would have happened Desmond? I’m a hunter and I’ve walked the entire US multiple times, alone, before settling here. I can take care of myself. I’m also not a princess. I’m not fey.”Desmond took the fork out of my hand and I watched as he stab