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I’d overheard Dimitris when he came to check on me when I was with Neo. He’d said that Milo and Jayce would be in town updating the police regarding the attempted kidnapping and that Malika would be staying with us until further notice.
Milo said that in normal circumstances, since she was royalty, she’d remain here. However, due to her being a sudden target that Coven tried to use against the fae, it only made sense for her to return home where she could be taken care of and protected accordingly.
Jayce decided to move his car show to the new year. The reasoning was pretty smart since the car dealership organizing the show’s main road used Brooklyn Bridge and because of all the madness in traffic in accidents, it was too dangerous to bring a lot of vintage cars to the dealership using that route.
At least the extra time would allow them to think of other options, and I overheard him on the phone after my checkup saying Dubai was potentially on the table since it was beginning to make sense to do it somewhere other than in NYC.
Our checkups were in the same place that was secretly watching over Roberto, and though I felt really exhausted, I wasn’t injured enough to be admitted. The PTSD reaction was a real thing though, and being triggered caused me to stop time for a short period of time.
Apparently, Jayce had brought me out of it but I could barely remember it. I’d need a moment to really go back and rethink through the entire incident.
To reveal my true motive with Ruby’s help was praise and scold worthy -praise from everyone but Viktor and Dimitris who decided to scold us for being reckless. Meanies.
The first confrontation with Ruby and me within my hospital room was quick because she didn’t want anyone walking in while we discussed something so unpredictable.
Even with Ruby having connections to Seers, she admitted she was compelled to interfere this one time because the end results would have been catastrophically negative if things went the way the Vile Queen and the Coven wished for them to unfold.
I’d asked why she couldn’t see into the future to reveal the identity of the Vile Queen, but apparently, that wasn’t how things worked. You couldn’t simply reveal one’s identity. The other issue was that whoever this villainous queen was, she hadn’t been in the spotlight in years.
If I’d known the information I knew now, I could have asked if a Seer could confirm the number of flings my father had. That would give me more information regarding the woman from my past who tortured me during my recovery therapy.
This person had some sort of connection to Roberto and wanted him to be hers. With Roberto’s reputation in the past, I wanted to assume he was a playboy, but then again, he was playing a role with a greater purpose.
Was that before I was even born?
Ruby had also mentioned that Mother had become a wolf due to her mate bond with Roberto. If that was true, what happened with their bond? Was it still intact?
There was so much to think about, so much to unravel and map out so I could accurately connect the dots, but it felt like I needed a whole week to figure this out.
And eight other brains to help me out.
I’d felt bad for keeping it a secret from the others. Saint was the first one with me when I woke up from my nightmare, and I wanted to tell him right there and then, but maybe I was frightened about relying on a prediction that could go in any direction.
Guess I was scared that if it all went to shambles, my men would fall down the hole with me.
I was glad that despite the madness that brought us all together, they were adapting well to one another. My main concern had been Milo, Loki, and Viktor especially, but despite the craziness that had been transpiring every fucking day since Mount Marcy, they’d been doing what they could to adjust while I tried to find some sort of balance in general.
There had to be a way to balance everything.
I kept telling myself that, but with me juggling so much, was it truly possible? The Alpha daughter juggling an established company while finalizing the strings of my new organization and my plentiful side hustles, and that was all before being the Beta of my pack.
Thankfully I was giving Dimitris his Alpha role back after today’s chaotic confrontation.
All that didn’t even take into consideration all the other shit I’d either neglected or hadn’t grasped just yet. I knew I’d have to go to the Pack House and assess things since Roberto hadn’t been there for a good while, but I was holding off.
I can’t keep biting off so much that I won’t be able to fucking chew.
I missed boxing, missed having a break to breathe and remind myself that I was among the living. That may have sounded odd to say because, c’mon, Sherlock. I almost died and killed all those fuckers while being the perfect distraction against those Coven bitches.
That had to be a good way to feel “alive”, but it wasn’t giving me the kick I craved.
Dimitris had my phone, so no more old phone. I’d get my new phone tomorrow after Jayce finished setting it up. He’d even take me through it so if I had any troubles with the newer technology, he’d be right there to answer any questions, which was considerate of him.
I knew they took my phone so I wouldn’t call Aurelia -as if I didn’t have her number memorized -but even so, I wouldn’t call her.
No matter how much I yearned to do so.
I was keeping my fingers crossed that she had something under her sleeve. My crazy best friend couldn’t be this gullible for no reason, right? We may have been strung into these sudden changes in our lives, but the Aurelia I knew would find a way to make things work without anyone realizing it.
