Queen (Fae Games 3)
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A loud crackling sound filled the air that felt charged with static electricity and made my hair stand on end. The cemetery was suddenly bathed in a purple glow that caused memories of another storm to flash through my mind. All I could think of was getting my parents away from here.
Behind us, someone shouted. A second later, there was a snap followed by a small explosion. We spun to see pieces of black marble spraying out from where a headstone had stood a few dozen yards away.
“My God,” Mom uttered.
Magic surged around me again. Before I could move, a bolt of purple lightning obliterated a statue, sending stone shrapnel in every direction. I watched in horror as a jagged column of electricity scorched the grass and sped away from the destroyed statue.
“Jesse!” Dad’s voice held a note of alarm that had me spinning to face him. Or I tried to. It’s a little hard to turn when you are suddenly weightless and floating a foot off the floor.
“What the hell?” I grabbed for the window ledge, but it was out of reach as I drifted upward like a helium balloon. My head bumped gently against the ceiling and I put my hands up to brace against it. I fought to keep the panic out of my voice. “Dad?”
He had barely taken three steps toward me when the door opened and Faolin burst in as if he expected to find us under attack. He came up short and his hard expression relaxed into one of amusement at the sight of my predicament.
I glared at him. “Don’t just stand there. Get me down from here.”
I spun and saw Lukas stepping from a portal a few dozen yards away. He looked angry enough to uproot the trees as he strode toward me. I met him halfway, and threw my arms around him.
I was prepared to be yelled at and scolded, and I deserved it. What I didn’t expect was for him to wrap me in his arms and hold me tight against him like I might vanish at any moment.
He murmured something in Fae I couldn’t understand, but no translation was needed to hear the worry in his voice. Guilt wracked me for being for reckless and making him worry.
“We had no idea where you’d gone and there was no way to trace you.”
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” I said against his chest. “I was stupid and I never should have tried that.”
Lukas released a ragged sigh. “Sometimes, mi’calaech, I don’t know if Aedhna sent you as a kindness or a test of my sanity.”
I smiled. “Maybe I’m both.”
“You allowed me?” I sputtered. “Newsflash, Lukas. You don’t have any say in where I live or what I do.”
“Actually, he does,” said Faolin, causing me to jump. I turned to see him stepping out of a portal.
I scoffed. “Since when?”
“Since you became Fae. You’re Unseelie and Lukas is your crown prince. He can command you to do whatever he wishes.”
“You’re joking, right?”
Faolin shook his head.
“What?” I whirled on Lukas. “No one told me this! If you think I’m going to bow down to you because you’re going to be king someday, you have another thing coming.”
“Females, don’t bow, they curtsy,” Faolin said, enjoying this way too much.
“Shhh, Jesse. You’re safe. Your parents are safe,” said Lukas’s soothing voice.
I flailed against the arms wrapped around me but they were too strong. Didn’t he see that my family needed me? I had to go to them.
Conlan spoke in Fae. He sounded worried. They all sounded worried. Were the storms coming for them too? Suddenly, I was back on the ferry on the Hudson watching people fall into the river. Only this time it was Lukas, Conlan, Faris and the others. I tried to reach for Lukas and screamed as he disappeared beneath the roiling water.
I was vaguely aware of being lifted and cradled against a warm chest. “I’m here, Jesse. I’m not leaving you.”