The Silvia Saga: Boxset

Chapter 18

Chapter Eighteen

Dara

Yawning, I open my eyes to the bright blue sky above me. It takes me a moment to realise where I am, then it all comes back to me in a rush—the past few days and the sheer volume of information that I have learned. With a groan, I finally get up and make my way into the hallway.

Careful not to make much sound, I head down the stairs. I have no idea what time it is as the whole house doesn’t have any windows. I’m determined that today is the day where I get answers to all my questions. I will demand them until I hear the truth about what the warriors are. What I am. After my long sleep, I am feeling great and refreshed. I reach the bottom and the guys are seated around the dining table.

They all look up as I enter the room and smile at me.

“Welcome back, sleeping beauty. We thought you would never wake up,” Oliver says, chuckling as he pulls out a chair for me.

I smile joining them at the table. Declan brings a plate over and puts it in front of me with a large cup of coffee. I could literally kiss him right now. How did he know that bacon, eggs, and coffee are my favourites?

“You are amazing. Yum, just what I needed,” I admit as I dig into the eggs and bacon. I devour my breakfast in record time and down my coffee. It tastes so good, and it has been too long since I had one.

Someone clears their throat. “We have a big day ahead of us, Dara. We need to ...”

I raise my hand and cut him off. “Oh, give me a break and let me finish my coffee in peace, would you?” I snap at him, and everyone laughs out loud.

Harlan rolls his eyes and continues talking as if I didn’t interrupt him. “We need to start training as soon as possible. I got word from the castle that James is getting worse. He is going crazy trying to find the stones. Now that he knows you’re here, he is sending out slayers in huge numbers to hunt you down. Please, Dara, stop with the attitude and please start listening to me. A lot falls on your shoulders, and you must be ready.”

I sit there in silence taking in what he said, and I start to feel bad for my antics. He’s right, a lot rides on my and our shoulders when it comes to this seemingly impossible mission. “Fine, I will start this training shit. But only after I have a shower and put on some clean clothes. Jolie, I may need to borrow some of yours,” I say as I get up and take my dishes over to the sink.

Jolie moves over to me and links our arms. “Come with me, sis. You won’t need to borrow my clothes. You haven’t looked in your wardrobe yet?”

I shake my head.

“Oh, you’re in for a shock,” she reveals, which gets me all excited to find out what’s in there.

Jolie drags me upstairs and we go into my bedroom where she pushes me onto the bed. She struts over to the wardrobe, opens it up, and starts rummaging through the space. I lose sight of her.

I lean over to look inside. Oh my god, it’s huge! A complete walk-in wardrobe filled with clothes and shoes, and they are all for me? I sit there on the bed, shocked that someone would be so kind as to buy all of this for me.

Jolie finally appears carrying two piles of clothes in both hands. She throws them all out onto the bed.

“How in the hell did I obtain these clothes?” I ask her while I look through what she picked out for my training session.

“From me, of course. Do you see any of the guys being able to select such a collection? I think not—this is my department. That’s what girlfriends are for, right?”

I could literally hug her. I am going to love having this girl around. I choose some workout tights and a tight mint singlet. Jolie comes back out of the wardrobe with a pair of super cute mint and black runners that match my outfit perfectly. I take them off her and bring her in for a hug and whisper in her ear, “You are seriously the best.”

She pulls back and smiles brightly. “I know, right? Now go get into that shower—you smell really bad and have the worst breath,” she says as she smacks my arse before walking out of the room.

I grab the clothes off the bed and head over to the door that is next to the desk. I open it and my suspicion was right—it’s my own private bathroom. It’s huge, with a large bath to the right, and to my left there is a massive shower that could house ten people at once. I could have all my warriors in there with me at the same time.

Oh man, I have it bad. I’m hot for my warriors. More than I would like to admit. What’s wrong with me? I can’t fall for them all.

I place my clothes on the vanity before touching the beautiful wooden detail on the front of it. I take off my clothes and throw them in the corner. Stepping forward, my eyes collide with my reflection in the mirror, and I gasp. They’re crystal blue. Bluer than they have ever been.

Leaning forward, I take a closer look, and to my surprise, the blue is swirling. I pull back. What in the hell is going on with me? I look back and my eyes are normal again. I must be imagining things.

I face my back toward the mirror and turn around staring at my tattoo as it’s been a while since I have seen it. Much to my disappointment, it’s still there, looking the same. It’s a pretty cool design.

Slipping into the shower, my whole body relaxes for the first time in days as I enjoy the hot water on my back. I don’t move until the water starts to go cold, loving the way it calms my thoughts.

Finally, I get a move on as I bet Harlan will be banging on that door very soon. I wash my hair and jump out before drying off my hair with the towel. I chuck it up into a messy high bun and step into my new clothes. I glance at myself in the mirror and can’t believe how well the clothes fit me.

I will have to thank Jolie again later. She seriously is the best. But she does make me think of Kayla and miss her even more. What is she doing now? Probably having the entire police force out looking for me, no doubt. I’d do the exact same for her if she went missing.

Someone knocks on the door. One guess as to who that will be. I open the door. Yep, it’s Harlan looking all bossy in his workout gear. I walk over pushing him out of my way. “You come to tell me to hurry up as I am late for training?” I pause, pushing my foot into my runners. “Well, am I right?”

He rolls his eyes and walks out the door, heading for the stairs. I grunt and stand before following him out.

This day is going to be the death of me. I’m not cut out for this life or what’s expected of me. Maybe they got it all wrong and I’m playing at somebody else’s mission.

My feet drag me into the torture chamber to find Harlan there with his thick arms crossed over his chest and a scowl on his face. “You really need to stop calling this place the torture chamber. It really isn’t that bad. Trust me. You will end up loving it. You are going to learn so much here.”

“Yeah, right. If I ever love this place, I promise I will do the housework every day of the week. That’s how confident I am that I will never ever love it down here in the torture chamber.”

“You will be the death of me.” He groans, rubbing a hand through his hair.

“Also, before we even start with this training shit, I need some answers.”

“Okay, fine, but wait until all the guys and Jolie get here. Everyone needs to be present to answer your questions.”

I walk over to the gym room and keep myself busy checking out the equipment while I wait for everyone to join us. They have everything you could possibly want in a gym plus more—things that I have no idea how to use. I’m the type of girl who needs to be shown how to use a piece of equipment ten times before it really sinks in.

Finally, after what feels like forever, everyone starts down the stairs. Oliver comes into view first; his laid-back attitude beams off him as he struts over toward me. I bite into my lip to try and stop the tingling that spreads throughout my body. He’s walking toward me like an animal about to pounce on his prey and fuck it’s hot.

“Hey there, buttercup, are you ready to let me beat the life out of you?” He lifts me up and spins me around in his arms. I laugh, placing both of my hands on his shoulders. His eyes darken when I wrap my legs around his waist. He grabs the back of my neck, pulling us closer and closer until we almost touch.

Everything around us disappears until it’s just us. Wetness pools between my legs. Fuck, I’m done for with this guy. Someone clears their throat, and everyone in the room reappears.

He leans in, his breath tickling my ear. “You are going to make this impossibly hard for me to concentrate. All I’ll be thinking about is your tight little cunt against my cock.” He puts me down, and it takes everything in me not to jump him here and now.

What the hell is going on with me? I need to release some of this built-up tension before I make a huge mistake and fuck him. That will be a distraction that I can’t deal with right now. I need to keep my head in the game. I take a few deep breaths before turning around to face the others. Harlan looks like he’s ready to smash something. Blair is staring anywhere else but at me, and Declan just smirks.

“Okay. So, Dara has asked for some answers to her questions. What did you want to know, Dara?” Harlan asks as we reach them. Everyone is in a circle, all looking at me.

Okay, here goes nothing.

“Once I got to Silvia, my whole body changed. It felt different, lighter somehow. I can’t explain it, but I know it shifted somehow. Can someone explain why?”

The warriors look at each other, having another one of their silent conversations.

Declan rubs his jaw. “Silvia is a very special world. It’s magical and holds the strongest power within its core. Once you came through the portal, Silvia recognised you and gave back all your powers which were taken when you left ….”

I hold up my hand, stopping him. I need to take this information in. Magic? What the actual fuck? Could Silvia get any crazier?

“What kind of powers did it give back to me? What am I? What are you guys?” I spill out all the questions on my mind as quickly as I can, not wanting to wait another second. I probably sound like someone on crack.

Blair takes a deep breath. “So, Dara, I am going to try and explain this as simply as I can. Then, once we get into training, things will come together. You and Jolie are enchantresses, and us guys are enchanters. Typically meaning that we are magic. We can perform spells and have powers beyond belief. Each one of us can produce the same spells but have our own specialties. Take me, for example. I can create any weapon just by thinking about it. It will appear in my hands just as I thought it. Each of the guys and Jolie will explain what their speciality is in their own time. As for your speciality, we are not sure what it is—yet. Jolie will help you release your powers within. All we know is that you are a very important piece of our group. The missing puzzle piece. Hence why Harlan is keen to get started on your training, to see what comes out of it. To find out what powers hide within you. Plus, once you retrieve each stone, it will bring you a new power.”

Say what? I take a step back from the group to try and catch my breath. Me? An enchantress?

Can I go hide in my hole now?