Fighting Destiny (The Fae Chronicles, #1)

"Put this stupid bitch in her place Ry, her kind need a reminding of where they belong," Dristan snarled.

I said nothing, I wasn't afraid he would do it. I was just tired of hearing dire predictions about my immediate future today. I lowered my head and remained silent as the room grew tense once more. I hurt everywhere, my ego was bruised that I had been caught, I'd killed one of the only Witches who had wanted to join my coven and I'd played kissy-face with a freaking Fae.

"What no snappy comment?" Ryder said.

"Are we done here?" I asked after a short pause.

"For today, you will be here at seven, tomorrow morning. Wear something appropriate to train in. We only have a short time to teach you what a Fae Princess should act like and from the looks of it—it's going to take a lot more time than we have.





Five


Adam and I left the Dark Fortress as fast as our feet would take us, both refusing to speak of what had happened inside. I'd had enough shit for one day. I'd known why the two had stayed with me, but hearing it was a reality check.

I was going to be covered in bruises from head to toe come morning when I had to face his High-nass again and I wasn't looking forward to it at all, I'd rather face an angry mob of Witch haters than face him again.

"Syn—"

"Not now Adam, its fine." I snapped, hurt over the entire mishap. I'd killed today and while everyone else thought it was okay—I had to live with it forever. They could pretend it didn't happen, me on the other hand—I had her soul inside of me now. I'd been basically dry humping the Dark Prince and it was not something I wanted to talk about.

We walked into our apartment building in deafening silence. I couldn't bring myself to say more than "I'm fine," I'd grown up with Adam and Larissa. They were the closest thing to family I had. It hurt to hear that they only stayed beside me because of it, but what hurt the most was Adam had stayed in the coven instead of moving on to study war-craft as he had wanted to. That knowledge sat heavily on my heart.

He had wanted to be more than just a tech guy for me, but he'd stayed because I was reckless and a loose cannon. Okay that was a little harsh. I wasn't a loose cannon—I just didn't take shit from anyone.

"Syn, we need to talk about this." Adam said as we entered the ancient elevator to our floor. It creaked loudly and just as I was afraid I would be stuck dealing with the problem of the truth, the alarm went off.

"Sorry, I just can't deal with this and the Prince in one day Adam. I need to go in and check on Larissa anyways. See you tomorrow?" I mumbled already heading out of the elevator back into the stark white dreary lobby.

"Don't you have to meet up with pretty boy tomorrow?"

I groaned, "Yeah, thanks for reminding me."





~~~~~~~~~~*



I opened the door to the apartment and checked the safeguard spell before tossing my keys onto the coffee table and heading into the kitchen. "Honey, I'm home," I mumbled, inhaling deeply of something divine.

Larissa could cook like nobody's business and did often. My stomach chose that moment to make its needs known. The smell of freshly baked bread lingered inside the room as Larissa must have been baking while we endured the Fae.

Larissa lifted her sparkling green eyes and smiled, "You're alive."

I exhaled and threw my limp form into the small wooden chair next to the little nook table we'd bought secondhand. "Barely, you almost inherited my entire OPI collection today."

"Seriously? How bad was it?" She asked limping to the sink to wash the jar out before tossing it into the recycle bin. She tossed her chestnut-brown hair over her shoulder and turned to me with a curious look on her beautiful face.

"I killed Chandra today," I blurted it. Shit, I really needed to get a filter for my mouth. I watched as Larissa's eyes grew wide in horror. I chewed my lip nervously as she digested the news.

"Was it within sanction?" Her question caught me by surprise. How easily we could kill one another without remorse, but not me. I took it in and beat the crap out of myself over it. Sanctioned or not

"It was. We got caught, they had Adam and I chained to a wall, the Fae Prince never left the building—instead he was inside the vault when I opened it. We were drilled for information, she was going to spill the beans...it was a set-up, Alden set the entire thing up!"

Larissa exhaled and shook her head, her eyes flooding with guilt.

"But then you knew that, didn't you?"

My stomach clenched from the knowledge. How could she have known and not told me? The desire to eat was suddenly gone. I closed my eyes before pushing off the small table and standing up.