CHAPTER 27 #2
“How dare you take my daughter,” Abigail spits, her anger making her hands glow brighter.
“I mean your daughter no harm, Abigail. I am just pissed off you both lied to me,” Silas says, standing, then leaning against his desk.
He has my grandmother’s book in his hand, scrolling through the pages unfazed by Abigail’s magic.
He flicks to a page, turning the book around, holding it toward us.
I step forward taking it from him. Abigail looks down at the page, worry crossing her features and she turns her glare back to Silas.
He folds his arms across his chest, waiting for us to say something.
“I will not sacrifice my daughter for a curse,” Abigail says, her hands burning brighter.
“Read it again,” Silas says, and she looks at the page and so do I. Silas steps forward stopping in front of us pointing to the page.
“It says you need the blood sacrifice of the Oracle. I won’t let you kill my daughter, Silas.”
Silas shakes his head, taking the book from my hands and closing it.
“Says we need the blood sacrifice of the Oracle or a magical sacrifice, it never says I need to kill your daughter, just that I need her blood and only your daughter and Elora need to read the incantation to break the curse.”
Abigail thinks over his words, snatching the book from him and flicking through the pages to the page he was on.
“Says you need a powerful magical sacrifice or the blood of the Oracle as well as the blood of the sun and moon, to right the wrongs of the past and restore the balance to where it once was. Are you sure this is for the curse on the Dragons?” Abigail asks, looking up at Silas.
Silas nods. “Yes, before the Oracle died, she said to break the curse, we have to find the Fae’s book of spells that was with one of the royal families along with the Chosen One—the Fae with magic,” he says pointing to me. Abigail nods.
“Well for starters, we need a full moon and exactly where are you going to get the blood of the moon and sun.”
“Taylor, and a human.”
Abigail nods in understanding. From my knowledge, humans are supposed to represent the sun because they have an impending life force, whereas creatures of the moon like Vampires and Werewolves are cursed by the moon, making them strongest during the full moon but weaker during the day to create a balance between and give the humans a fighting chance.
Every creature has a weakness. Vampires are weakened by the sun.
Werewolves by wolfsbane. Humans by their mortality.
Fae were weakened because we aren’t granted immortality.
Fae have magic which gives us a form of immortality if we aren’t injured.
We can technically live forever as long as no harm comes to us.
Dragons, though, I am unsure of their weakness.
“The next full moon is in three days’ time. We will break the curse, and you will allow your daughter to help.”
“And if I say no?” Abigail asks.
“I will do it anyway. Best to keep your family alive, Abigail. I have waited a hundred years to break this curse, a hundred years for her. I won’t let anyone stand in my way of breaking it, no matter what you mean to my mate,” he says, glancing over at me.
“As for you two,” he says, looking between both Abigail and me. “You will not lie to me again.”
Abigail nods and Silas looks at me, I turn my face away. I hear Silas growl then speak. “Abigail, you’re free to go. You may take your daughter home and return in three days.”
Abigail nods and runs from the room to collect her daughter, leaving me with an angry Silas.
“You think I am that cruel to kill a child?” Silas says, stepping toward me. I turn to look at him and he steps forward, forcing me a step back.
“It wouldn’t be the first time you have killed children, Silas. Those girls you had slaughtered were still children in my eyes.”
“I promised I would not kill Abigail and her family. Have I done that?”
I say nothing.
“Have I done that?” he repeats.
“No, not yet,” I tell him. Silas nods, dipping his face in my neck inhaling my scent.
“After everything you have done, I am supposed to trust you blindly now?” I ask and he pulls his face from my neck, gripping my face with both his hands.
“Yes, because I am your mate. I won’t lose you again. If anything, trust that,” he snaps, storming off, leaving me with Matitus who still stands near the bookshelf watching me. I let out a breath.
“Come, Elora.”
“No, I need to check on the children at the warehouse,” I tell him about to walk off when he grabs my arm.
“Silas already did that while you were sleeping. He has made arrangements with people in the city and hired someone to watch them. He also saw your friend Victor and retrieved the medicine for them. He is trying to change for you; maybe give him a chance, Elora.”
“Give him a chance? He has had every chance to make things right, Matitus.” I retort.
“Yes, and you have been fighting against him every step of the way. He is doing all this for you, why can’t you see that?” Matitus snaps angrily.
“Because forgiveness is earned and even if I did forgive, I will never forget what he has done. Not only to me but every goddamn person in this city, Matitus. He wants my forgiveness then he better well fucking earn it.”