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My father isfinallygoing to pay for all the horrible things he’s done.
Tuesday, February 16
Everything is perfect.
On Tuesday morning, I wake up feeling better than I have in a long time.
I’ve had the luxury of freedom since the day I arrived at Shifter Academy. But the dark fae haven’t. And my brother hasn’t.
Since I got here, I’ve been worried about Nico. He’s been at home with our father without me there to protect him. But now, I’m going to get him back. We can move to Alaska. I can start my life with Devin. And Nico will be free to choose what he wants.
We can be happy.
Everything is perfect.
The Alpha Council has people on their way to arrest King Hastings now. It’s possible that he’s already in custody.
And in just over a month, I get to marry the love of my life. My soulmate. The person handpicked by fate just for me.
When my father first told me I was coming to Shifter Academy, I was scared out of my mind. I thought for sure this would be the end for me. I never imagined that this would be the beginning. His sending me here is going to be his ultimate downfall. And to think, he sent me here, hoping I would be killed by an angry wolf shifter.
I swallow hard, realizing how close I came to that very scenario many times. If it weren’t for Devin, I would’ve died.
Just as I finish my shower and get ready for the day, there is a knock on my door. I already know that Devin is standing on the other side, so I don’t hesitate to open it.
“Any news?” I ask.
He grins. “Not yet, but I’m sure we’ll be hearing soon.”
I will feel a lot better once I know that King Hastings is in custody. Actually, I’ll feel better once I know that he’s on Supernatural Island. My father is tricky, so it wouldn’t completely surprise me if he found a way out of this. Then again, even he isn’t strong enough to outrun the Alpha Council. He has plenty of supporters, but none of them would ever lift a finger to help him if it really came down to it.
That’s what happens when you’re a tyrant—any supporters he has will run if their lives were truly on the line. People only support him out of fear or a thirst for power.
Devin is quiet as he leads me from my bedroom and down the hallway. We head toward the kitchen where Monica, Grant, and Damian are having breakfast. Since the meeting last night happened so late, we’re not going to school today. It’s fine with me because I’m too anxious to hear news about King Hastings. I want to know what happened.
Grant has a fist full of mashed banana that he shoves at his face. He misses his mouth, smearing a little on the side of his cheek before he shoves it into his mouth. Devin rubs the top of his head, messing up the little hair he’s got.
“Hey, little guy.”
Grant grins at his uncle, smashing his hands down on his hair chair. He makes a noise that I’ve come to learn he often makes when he’s happy.
Just as we sit down to eat, Monica gets up and grabs Grant to give him a bath. Damian goes with her, leaving Devin and me alone. They’re always up earlier than us. Monica says it’s because you don’t sleep when you have a baby. Maybe that was her way to try and scare me, but I have no desire to have children. I’m about to be a wife, queen, and luna. There are enough life changes happening, I don’t need a baby too.
“You’re in a good mood this morning,” Devin says, right before taking a bite of his pancakes.
“Because my father is finally getting what’s coming to him and the dark fae are finally going to be free of his tyrannical reign.” I relax in my chair. “My only regret is that this couldn’t have happened years ago—maybe before he killed my mom or even Nico’s mom.”
My heart aches when I think about the day that Nico’s mother died. My father claimed that she made Nico weak, but he was a child. He needed his mom. And his mom was like a mother to me. She always treated me well, which was likely the problem. My father couldn’t stand for me to be happy. He made it his life’s mission to make sure that I was miserable.
When I look up, I’m surprised to see that Devin’s eyes are gold in color.
“Are you okay?” I ask him.
He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. When he opens his eyes, they’re still golden. “I just hate what your father has done to you. I wish I could’ve saved you a long time ago.”
I shake my head. “Devin, it’s fine. You’re not responsible for anything he did. Besides, we were kids when all this was happening. You couldn’t have done anything, just as I couldn’t.”
He lowers his head. “Maybe.”
