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Later that night we were all sitting in the living room, joking around when Bridget’s phone dinged. I looked at her and she stiffened, “That’s my ‘Adele’ phone.” She unlocked the screen and gasped as she handed it to Micah. Micah’s face turned bright red and his jaw clenched as he handed it to dad. Dad looked at it and growled, “Boys, Bridget, let’s get to the conference room.” I stood up and dad growled, “I don’t want you in there yet, sweetie. I know you want to know what’s going on and we will tell you. Just not right this moment. We need to work through the anger first. We can’t add your emotions to the already volatile mix right now.” I nodded, “Okay, dad. I trust you guys.” I moved to sit next to mom and put my head on her shoulder, “When is it going to end?” She sighed, “Trust me, baby girl, they’re working on trying to end it as quickly as they can. I’m starting to think we need to call in the alliance. I keep getting a feeling that all of this is just a distraction for somethi
It was funny, to me, that Micah chose that exact moment to knock on my bedroom door. I opened the door and Micah’s hair was messed up like he had been running his hands through his hair. I asked, “What has you so wound up?” He let out an exasperated breath, “We are calling in the alliance. Bridget, I need you to use your ‘Adele’ phone to cancel your lunch date with Dune.” Bridget immediately picked up the phone and texted Dune, “I’m going to have to cancel our lunch today. Maybe another time.” Then she asked Micah, “Should I say anything about the dark warriors outside our house?” Micah looked at me, “Well, sis, what would you do?” Bridget got a text from Dune, “Why?” Bridget asked, “Adele, he’s asking why. What should I tell him?” I responded, “Tell him I’m not leaving my house with his buddies hanging out around my house and watching me for him.” She texted, “I’m not leaving my house with your pets hanging around, watching my every move.” Bridget read her reply to us and I laughed as
I sat in on their planning meeting, answering any questions that I might be able to answer, but mainly just trying to stay in the same room as Bridget to confuse any dark warlocks that may be lurking around. I was listening to their planning and I finally stood up, “Don’t you think the first thing to do would be to interrogate the dark warlocks that the warriors took to the dungeons this morning?” Queen Eden dropped the pencil she was holding, “Did I miss the part where someone told us about this? I may be an angel, but I’m not above saying you guys seriously screwed up. Of course, we should start there. Thank you, Princess Adele, for suggesting that.” I shrugged, “I just figured that would be the best starting point.” We stood up and held hands while we were all teleported to the castle. Dad, my brothers and the alliance members went to the dungeons while Bridget, mom and I sat in our wing of the castle. I sat back on the couch and mom laughed, “You do know your dad is embarrassed, r
Micah POV As soon as he was gone, Queen Winnie placed the protection spell back on the palace and we all started walking back to our wing of the castle. As we were walking away, I could still hear the screaming man. I turned to King Izzoth, “What are we going to do with him?” King Izzoth waved him off, “He’ll be dead in a few minutes.” We continued walking to our wing and met mom, Adele and Bridget in the living room. I suggested, “Why don’t we teleport back to the house and see if we can get mom and Adele to make some lunch for us?” King Izzoth smiled, “By all means, we should go.” Mom, Adele, and Bridget stood and we all held hands as we blinked and opened our eyes to see we were home. Mom and Adele walked into the kitchen and started making lunch while the rest of us walked into the conference room. As soon as the door is closed, I hear my mom start crying. We all run to the kitchen and mom is on the phone. I hear her cry and tell the person on the other end of the line, “We will
Adele POV Oh, my goddess! King Uther is gone because of me. That is the only thought that keeps running through my head. Their whole plan goes in one ear and out the other for me because I feel responsible. It’s bad enough I got Gabe killed while he was trying to help me, but now I have King Uther’s death on my conscience. I don’t know how I will ever be able to live with myself. Everyone has told me it’s not my fault and Princess Chloe has told me they don’t hold me responsible, but if it weren’t for me, the dark warlocks wouldn’t have been anywhere near him. Nobody can convince me otherwise. I just wanted to go hide in my room and contemplate my existence on this earth. I had just lifted myself out of the black abyss that I knew I was headed into when the doorbell rang again. I walked to the door and opened it, finding Carrie standing there. She asked, “How are you, hon? I hear you are having a difficult time. I came out to see if you want to talk about it.” I sighed, “Let me guess
Dad responded, “Baby girl, I would rather you stay here with us. Someone is going to need to stay behind to take care of your mom. She is going to need you to make sure she gets her medicine on time. We will both be very busy with our magic. You will need to make sure your mother and I eat and hydrate too. Would you mind doing that?” I nodded, “I can do that. I understand why you don’t want me outside this house. I do have one question.” Mom asked, “What’s that?” I asked, “Is the back yard protected like the house is?” Mom shook her head, “It’s not, but we can make sure it gets the same protection.” I asked, “Would you please do that?” Mom and dad nodded and I smiled, “Thank you.” Queen Winnie appeared and I saw her in the back yard, casting a spell. I smiled, knowing that she was protecting the yard for me. I would love to go out there and pick blackberries for a cobbler or muffins. Carrie walked up beside me as I watched Queen Winnie, “You are wanting to feel safe going out there, a
Bridget and I started macerating our berries, then I asked, “How are you with peeling onions?” She responded with a raised eyebrow, “I burn frozen pizza.” That made me laugh out loud and mom asked, “What’s so funny?” I laughed, “I’m trying to teach Bridget how to cook. When I asked her how she is with peeling onions, she told me she burns frozen pizza.” Mom laughed as she put a comforting hand on Bridget’s shoulder, “It’s okay, sweetie. We all have to start somewhere. She’s been cooking since she was tall enough to stand on a stool to see what is in a pot. She’s been baking even longer.” I smiled, “We are making a beef roast for supper tonight.” Mom smiled, “Sounds amazing.” Then she looked into the bowls with the macerating fruit, “Let me guess… Blackberry muffins and blueberry cobbler.” I nodded and laughed while mom explained, “She hates blueberries, so she puts them in things she won’t want to eat.” Bridget laughed as mom walked away. I took a knife and an onion and got Bridget’s a
Dad growled, “I don’t want you anywhere near the fighting. You’ve been through enough and who is to say that Dune wasn’t acting on his father’s orders when he took you and tried to forcefully mark you?” Mom agreed, “I would rather have you here, in the house, taking care of me and your father. We are too weak to fight out there. We will be using our magic.” I contributed, “But I have the elements of wind and water. I can create tornadoes or a sheet of ice under their feet.” Mom looked at dad, “That’s something she can do from a distance.” I smiled, “I can also make ice spears.” I started with my hands closed and spread them wide, forming an ice spear in the space between them, “See?” Mom smiled, “You must be storing more waves than I ever could.” I shrugged, “Each generation is stronger than the last.” Mom agreed, “That is true with werewolves.” I sat at the table, just thinking to myself, just wondering if I was going to get to test my theory. I wondered if ice spears would kill a wa