Crystalline green eyes glanced briefly at me when she walked in, and I couldn’t help but be mesmerized. Her skin glowed as though she was the manifestation of magic itself, a pale rosecolor naturally painting her full lips, while no hair adorned her head. It was perfectly smooth.
I swiftly stood out of her way, letting her stand beside my dad. Waving a hand in the air, she made crystals appear above him, all of them moving along the length of his body until a twinkling white one lowered itself toward his chest.
A language strikingly similar to Dante’s spells danced from her lips, illuminating the crystals all at once. Her other hand extended toward me. “I need the weapon that delivered the venom.”
Rushing to the sitting area where they had appeared, I retrieved the broken claw, handing it to her.
Waving her finger, she made it levitate towards my father, the twisted claw lowering to the white crystal on his chest. Her incantation began, and I realized her language wasn’t just similar, it was exactly the same Dante used.
A ragged scream tore from my dad’s throat when she began to pull at the empty air above his chest, her fingers almost seeming to gracefully dance with each pull. The next second, strings of red venom rose out of him slowly, entering the broken end of the claw.
She was returning it to its vessel.
Pain captured my father, and he reached for me, struggling to breathe.
Returning to his side without blocking her healing, I took his hand in mine. “I’m here. You are going to be okay in no time.”
He squeezed my hand, grateful, but with the next pull, his eyes fell closed.
“He’s just resting,” the healer clarified before anyone could panic. “I only mean to save him the pain.”
“Thank you,” I genuinely offered, receiving a knowing smile from her.
“Figlia di Ecate,”Dante whispered, seeming in utter awe of her once she had finished.
It meantDaughter of Hecate.
“I’ve never had the honor to cross paths with one of you…” he admitted, taken aback by her.
The crystals disappeared into the Ether as she moved towards us, an affectionate expression capturing her features. “And yet, I’ve met you in many lives,God of Twilight.”
Her words were the perfect setting for Dante’s cockiness to flare to life, but he simply bowed his head to her, seeming humbled by her words.
“Your father shall sleep for at least two more days before his body is fully rid of that which ailed him.”Facing me, a thoughtful look seized her enthralling gaze.“No one else’sblood would have strengthened him enough for me to heal him. Today he lives because of you,Daughter of Night and Day.”
Daughter of Night and Day… Was that her way of calling me hybrid?
“Thank you…” I offered, emotion swirling in my chest with her confession.
With a reverent bow, theDaughter of Hecatewalked past me, leaving my room.
The queen, Hannes, André, Dante, and I followed her outside, leaving my dad to rest while Isis accompanied Bjørn to his room.
When we reached the great hall, a powerful wave of magic washed over me again. The healer’s fingers circled the air, and threads of golden light weaved themselves into an archway, opening a passage for her.
Without another word, theDaughter of Hecatecrossed it, the threads coming loose behind her before they disappeared.
The silence suddenly overcoming the vast castle announced that all the shifter forces had left, leaving an eerie feeling among us.
My gaze briefly swept over the people who surrounded me. Now that my attention wasn’t consumed by the startling possibility of my dad dying in my arms, I realized my mates were ready for battle.
Hannes’s large form was decked in the same leather and steel armor I’d previously seen the Royal Knight Force wear—except, the form-fitting chest plate was crafted out of pure gold, and the ReinheitWölfe crest on his chest showed the wolf wearing a crown…
Because he was the second Moon Prince, and next in line for the throne.
The thick fabric and golden armor clung to each muscle of Hannes’s massive chest, arms, and thighs smoothly, framing his body beautifully. It made him look so fucking dangerous and delicious. Double whammy.
A pristine, midnight-blue suit that seemed weaved out of theTwilightitself covered Dante’s sophisticated yet mouthwateringly toned body. Its power constantly fueled him. making the eternal night shine in his bottomless eyes even though it was bright outside.
