Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 92232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
“What have you done?”
“He will be well. I had to stop what you have set in motion. He will not survive this suppression you are creating. Yes, he carries his father’s blood, but a special child like yours absorbs and reflects.
“Your spell is only allowing him to absorb. This cannot be. In magic, you need to—”
“Reflect as a way to release and restore,” I cut her off and finish. “Why didn’t I think of that?”
“You are still learning. We intended to help you learn. We weren’t expecting you to start this spell.”
“He,” I croak. “It’s a boy?”
“Yes, my child. You are carrying a king.”
“Have I… will he be okay? I haven’t hurt him, have I?”
“He will live. Only time will tell what damage, if any, has been done. I’ve done all I can to reverse the change to his essence.”
“Thank you. Thank you so much.”
“Don’t thank me. You have the favor of the gods. It is the only way you could conceive and carry such a child.”
“What do you mean?”
She lifts her hand and one of the scrolls I had on the table floats into it. She unrolls it and seems to scan it with her eyes. I watch her nervously.
“Here. This is the one,” she says and hands the scroll over to me.
I take it from her and begin to read it for myself. My eyes widen as I murmur the passages before me. I stumble back a little.
“What does this mean? Am I his true mate?”
“No, my child, you are not. However, only his true mate can bear his child.”
“I do not understand,” I say and shake my head.
“This child has a purpose. He was given to you to fulfill that purpose. I have been leading you to the scrolls in hopes of connecting you with the desired path.
“I did not foresee your actions, and for that, I am sorry. This cannot continue as planned. Your body will not hold him to term, or you will not survive his birth. It will be one or the other.”
“What? But you just said he will be fine.”
“He will, just not with you as the host. I want you to read those scrolls more carefully. Have you found the key to becoming Kendrick’s mate, or have you found a way to find his true mate?”
I frown and think over her words. The scrolls are in an ancient language. One of the reasons it’s taking me so long to get through them. I could be misinterpreting them.
I turn and rush to read them again. It’s as if the writing has changed before my eyes, forming my native language and not the ancient words that had been printed upon them.
As I read them over this time and piece it all together, I realize this is not a way to become Kendrick’s mate. This is to find his true mate in time.
Actually, one scroll speaks of finding his mate, the other helps me to cross her path once she’s found. Then, there’s a passage to instruct on how to make the future and present become one.
“Do you understand now, my child?”
I turn to the woman as she runs a hand over my hair. I’m still a bit confused. I shake my head at her as I look into her eyes. They remind me of flowing water.
“There is only one way for you to become his true mate. You have to find her in time and then join her. This will keep him safe,” she says and places a hand on my womb.
“But… I will need my sisters and two others from my bloodline. My sisters aren’t strong enough for this.”
“Since the beginning of time, we have had the choice of sacrifice. You haven’t given your sisters a choice of what they are willing to sacrifice for the legacy of your bloodline.
“He is your legacy. What you have done has taken away the option for you to be his host. Your gift from the gods has been altered.
“Other dangers now pursue you and your sisters. You may find they are more willing to follow through with this course than to face their fates in this time.”
“But the four of us aren’t enough and where would I find sacred immortal ground? I know not of such a place.”
“Ah, but you do, my child. We will lead you there. Do not worry about the others. They will be with you, but now you must go before they capture you.”
I shake my head to clear it. This is all so much at once. My thoughts are racing with each word she speaks.
“How can I know my sisters will be safe if we do this? I don’t want to lose them.”
“Your bond will never be broken, but as I’d know my own siblings in any form, so shall you,” she replies and begins to back away.