Cross to Bear Book 3
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In a world where curses and dark magic intertwine with the fates of powerful beings, Amari finds herself at the center of a deadly struggle. As she grapples with her cursed blood and the sinister voices in her head, she must navigate treacherous alliances and confront her own dark past. With the looming threat of the dragon king and a mysterious pregnancy, Amari's journey is fraught with danger, passion, and the quest for power. Will she rise to become the queen she is destined to be, or will the shadows consume her?
Fairies Know
Book Three
Amari is grappling with the loss of Lorcan and the revelation that she has two mates who have marked her. She's dividing her time between empires, all while trying to find a way to lift the curse she bears. But she's carrying more than just a curse now, and she needs to find a way to survive before it's too late...
Somewhere in the fairy forestâŠ
âYouâre back so soon?â a voice asked, causing me to chuckle.
âDid you think Iâd die?â I replied, patting his shoulder.
âNo, but I thought there might be some blood?â
I looked at him and smiled.
âNo, I couldnât do that. Plus, I had something to give him before he left,â I explained as we ascended to the treehouse.
âAnd the girl?â he asked, causing me to pause and turn to face him.
âSheâll be okay.â I smiled. âAnd sheâs in for more than one surprise when she gets home.â
âSurprise?â he asked, and I nodded.
âYes, soon one of them will return and ask for my help. Thatâs when Iâll do what I need to do and put an end to their suffering,â I explained, smiling.
âSounds like a wise plan,â he chuckled.
I walked over to my bed and sat down. With a sigh, I opened my hand and began to chant. A small yellow orb appeared in my palm. I looked at it and smiled, then showed him.
âFairies know, my friend.â
***
ANDREI
Somewhere in the depths of the abyssâŠ
âDamn demons!â
I clutched my arm as I hobbled up the steep incline. Glancing down, I groaned at the sight of demons closing in. Cursing under my breath, I chanted a spell and used my powers to fend them off.
I didnât have my mana source with me, and all my men were dead. I had to find a way out of here before one of those demons got me. Grunting, I kept climbing.
The place was shrouded in darkness, filled with mist and demons. I couldnât teleport due to the lack of mana. And I hadnât anticipated that damn seeker would injure me so badly before I managed to kill him.
At least one was dead. Two more to go. It would take a while to recover, but I didnât care. I had confirmed what I needed to knowâmy little queenâs power.
Who would have guessed the cursed queen was back and stronger than ever?
That little bitch who abandoned her kingdom years ago had everything planned out before her death. Poor fools, they had no idea she didnât commit suicide.
And I never expected sheâd have a daughter with cursed blood. Now all I needed was to get my hands on her and let her do what she was meant to do. And that was to kill the dragon king.
Hearing a screech, I spun around and dodged just as a demon lunged at me. Its long claws scraped against the rocks as I kicked it in the face.
âDamn it, obey me!â I commanded angrily.
With another hard kick, I continued my ascent.
âWait for me, my dear Amari. Once Iâve regained my powers, Iâll bring you back where you belong,â I said, laughing.
AMARI
I rubbed my temples, the crackling of the fireplace the only sound in my room. I sighed again, feeling drained.
I felt awful about what had just happened, but I had no other choice. It wouldnât have been right. It wouldnât have been fair.
Seeing the hurt on his face was painful. My heart ached as he turned and walked away from me. But who was I kidding?
Did I love him?
I was attracted to him, and I cared about him. But love? Could I really call it love?
A soft knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. Who could it be now?
âCome in,â I murmured, staying on the sofa. Michael peeked in, offering a smile as he excused himself.
âCan we talk?â he asked, and I nodded tiredly. âYou must be exhausted, right?â
I nodded again, but didnât meet his gaze.
âAzriel is heartbroken, my dear,â Michael said, causing me to curse under my breath. âBut donât feel guilty. Heâs the kind of person who understands and doesnât take things personally. Especially not with you.â
I glanced at him. Michael just smiled.
He looked worn out.
âJust give him time, and everything will go back to normal.â
âNormal?â I muttered, my gaze fixed on the flickering firelight. âNothing will be normal. My heart hurts.â
I rubbed my chest as tears welled up in my eyes.
âItâs the bond. Youâre feeling his pain,â Michael explained. I lifted my head. Was he serious?
âHis pain? What about me? Am I heartless? Is that what youâre saying?â I snapped.
Michael shook his head.
âIâm not saying that, but the one you feel the most is the one in the most pain.
âSo if you shut your eyes and focus, youâll sense that Azrielâs mark is pulsing with pain,â he said, his smile tinged with sadness.
âNow, the reason Iâm here is to talk about what happened earlier.â
âYou mean the witch?â I asked, turning my gaze away from him.
âDid you have to kill her?â Michael questioned.
âWas I supposed to wait for my own death?â I shot back, gripping the pillow under my arms. I closed my eyes, trying to steady my racing heart.
Ever since I killed Calandra, Iâd been feeling off. My mind would fog up, and then something dark would claw at my thoughts, trying to take over.
I knew everyone was shocked when I killed Calandra. That was going to cause issues.
But she was going to die anyway. Killing her felt...right.
I glanced down at my hands. Iâd taken a life for the first time. I never thought Iâd be capable of such a thing, but it didnât feel wrong.
Instead, I felt a sense of relief, a calmness washing over me. Was it because I transferred the curse to the stone before killing Calandra, freeing myself from the curse?
I was still confused, but I was free. What Iâd been longing for my entire life was finally a reality. So why wasnât I happy?
âThe cursed blood is affecting you,â Michael murmured as I opened my eyes again. âYou need to learn to control it.â
âControl it?â I snapped, my teeth grinding together. âYou think Iâm okay with this?â
Now I was pissed.
âI hate this!â I shouted, standing up and hurling the pillow across the room. âI hate what I am. It feels like Iâll never be free. Free from this curse that binds me like chains.â
âYou can be free,â Michael said, causing me to whip my head around. âBut to do that, you need to find the answer within yourself.
âDonât let the monster control you. Show it that youâre the one who summons it, not the other way around. Youâre the only one who controls who you are.â
Michael stood and walked towards the door. He paused when he reached it.
âIf you need help controlling it, Iâm here for you. Just call me,â he said, closing the door behind him.
I let out a frustrated groan and flopped back onto the bed. It was late, and I had some serious decisions to make before something happened to me.
