Page 3 of The Rebel Witch


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Because I hadn’t. Never once. I’d allowed Myrddin to carve a piece of my soul out, but I never gave him my body. Nor my heart.

They still fucking belonged to the man who was walking away from me.

But I’d fix that, too.

One day. Maybe I’d find a way in Hell.

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Kelsey

“Are you sure the wards are working?” Daniel Donovan sat at the head of the large table. Back when the kids were, well, actual kids, he would have had a plate of food in front of him, despite the fact that he didn’t eat and hadn’t for a long time. Donovan liked to feel normal. Nothing was normal here. Now he sat at one end of the table and Sasha Federov sat at the other, two big-ass, no-real-food kind of vamps.

I, on the other hand, was pregnant and something of a werewolf, so I had all the food in front of me.

“Your chicken wings, mistress.”

My butler sat the platter of perfectly cooked Buffalo wings in front of me, not bothering to mention that it was barely ten a.m. and I was downing what seemed like a group sampler platter from Chili’s. Eddie just kept it coming.

Donovan’s brows rose as I dipped one of those suckers in the bleu cheese dressing and pretty much sucked the meat off the bone.

I shrugged. “I’m carrying a future Hell lord. He likes things spicy.” I wasn’t sure I was pregnant enough to have cravings. Although when you really thought about it, I’d been pregnant for twelve years. Huh. That meant I should get all the hot wings I wanted. “As for the wards, pretty sure they’re working since Liv hasn’t busted out yet, and I know she’s tried.”

I’d made the decision to go all in with my bestie. Sure, she’d gone Dark Willow on me and things looked super bad, but I was choosing optimism today. I’d had every chance to kill her when we’d fought in the Under a few days ago, but I knew where she was. I knew how she felt.

I remembered the day when I’d thought all was lost and I’d tried to end it. Liv had been the one to hold me together, to beg me not to let go.

I still loved her. I had to take this chance. But I wasn’t going to make the king take it, too. If he had a better plan, I would listen to it.

“The wards I had our witches place around Ms. Carey’s room will hold her,” Sasha assured him.

“They might not stop me.” The queen sat beside her husband. Zoey Donovan-Quinn was going to be the hardest one to deal with. Sasha seemed like a perfectly logical general in this war we found ourselves in.

Zoey was running on pure rage, and I didn’t blame her.

Liv had tried to kidnap her children more than once. Liv was one of the reasons Rhys, Lee, and Evan had been forced to run.

And I still couldn’t give up on her. Not until I had a chance to break through. “I need a couple of days with her. She still cares about me.”

“Why would you think that?” the queen asked. Though I happened to know she was pregnant, too, she did not have my appetite. She had a cup of tea and the tiniest bit of toast on her plate.

Sometimes I felt like a hulking monster to the queen’s gossamer Fae creature.

Oh, ribs would be nice. See. My brain doesn’t need a reason to think of another meat to eat.

“Because she basically told me she did. In a super creepy, ‘I want to take you home with me and brainwash you’ way,” I admitted. “But I think that was progress. Look, Liv is still in there. I really believe that she wouldn’t have killed me and that she was only going to bring in your daughter because she was ordered to by Myrddin.”

“So that’s fine?” Devinshea Quinn finally spoke up. It’s weird because the man does not have a problem talking. “It’s great that Liv nearly killed our children because she was only following Myrddin’s orders.”

“Says the man who had a thrall stone in his head for years and didn’t even know,” I shot back because glass houses and all.

“I never did anything that went against my moral code,” Dev replied, his emerald green eyes steady on me.

“No, the magic he used on you was softer. He took a piece of her soul, Dev.” This wasn’t a thing I was willing to back down on.

“A piece she gave willingly, according to every report we’ve had.” Donovan sat back, looking every inch the King of all Vampire, even in the early morning light.

“Is anyone in a cult truly willing?” I’d had long discussions with Gray about this very issue. Trent was surprisingly cool with Liv being here given that he was one of the people she’d tried to capture over the years.

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