Chapter Twenty-Eight

Ireland is beautiful. I’m told it remains beautiful all year long. Moving to Dublin had been a big adjustment for me and a rough one, with me being pregnant and all. Thankfully, I didn’t have to go through any of it alone. Liam had been a great help, Chase too. Now that my Aunt Lillian and my Mother Ava were gone, the members of the Celtic Coven seemed to be more at ease and dare I say it, happier. Most seemed to approve of my desire to create separate governing for each supernatural species in our area. I may have been destined to be the Queen of the coven and the leader of the Guardians but ruling over all of the supernatural beings in Ireland was too big of a task for me alone. Of course, I hadn’t been named the Queen yet. Much like a coronation the coven holds a formal ceremony called an Ascension Ceremony, where Liam and I were to be crowned the King and Queen of the Coven. The coven had never had a King before, only Queens, but I made it part of my demands th