No Time to Plan #5
I can’t believe he’s doing this when my sister is so young.
She needs him. We are selfish creatures, but my grandfather is being selfless.
I don’t like it. My father died and went to the Beyond.
It’s why grandpa is so adamant that the O’Toole’s must go.
They killed my father, and it was finally enough for him. I guess that’s all for now.
Aeidelyn Holloran
I was about to read more when Xander linked me that Cayden wanted to talk. I really wanted to read more about this. Aeidelyn and her sister were on my list as suspects for who Alania confided in. This was definitely making me think Aeidelyn was her confidant.
Was Aeidelyn’s sister the one with an O’Toole mate?
Aeidelyn grew up with her dad and would despise the O’Toole’s for making him feel like he had to give up his life to get them out of power; however, her sister…
well…. she didn’t grow up with him. Aeidelyn clearly loved her sister too… I needed to look more into this.
Sierra said, “Cayden is anxious, Mel. We need to get going.” Abigail offered, “I can keep things going here.” I pointed, “If you’d look through those books…
and mark anything that would help with information on Arion appearing…
that would be great.” Abigail saluted me, “I’m on it! This is exciting.”
I admitted, “It’s actually really helpful… I’m on several things… but I do really want more information for him. Arion is… just practicing things blind… information is good.” Abigail agreed, “It’s a really good thing you did for them. I’ll keep looking.”
I nodded then made a marker on a sticky note and grabbed my computer. I updated my board putting Aeidelyn and her sister as number one and two for my suspect list. I reached for the book again, but Sierra snatched and closed it while Abigail snickered.
Sierra chided, “You can research more later. Let’s go.” I frowned at her insisting, “This is important!” Sierra reasoned, “It will wait until later. Cayden probably has something important too.” I grumbled, “If people would just leave me alone…. to research things… I could figure this out.”
Sierra snorted, “Yes, how dare we make you eat and sleep. It’s really rude of us.
Abigail is continuing one line of your chaos in your absence.
” I teased her, “At least you can admit it’s rude of you…
to do all those things.” Sierra rolled her eyes while Abigail moved into cackling laughter while we left the room.
Cayden immediately questioned me about the Hunters. I winced knowing he’d found out about the Knakonechny’s. I thought I had more time with that. I actually felt bad… because Anastasia Knakonechny was in the Resistance.
Ok technically… I had all her siblings working for me… but mostly her. If the Hunter’s, or the Ring, ever found out their Princess had joined us that would be bad. I needed to send her a coded email…. because I was certain… she was one of Xander’s brother’s mates.
Now that I knew how that connection felt… I knew she was one of theirs. I also knew that she would want to wait to meet her mate… if she had to. Even though… she truly did want her mate. Anastasia was literally on the inside.
As inside as you could get, and she felt it was her duty to keep everyone safe. I needed to check on my friend. I hadn’t talked to her since I was outed as Melanie McAlister. I knew she was ok, but I should still check on her.
I should also let her know her mate was a Werewolf, Fairy, Hackura hybrid. Anastasia and I had actually looked into the Hunter’s history. We found some serious revelations that would shake Hunters to their core.
We didn’t used to have any animosity between Hunters and Werewolves.
Their origins were a story for another day though.
Cayden wanted names. I couldn’t give Anastasia away without her permission.
She could be in a lot of trouble if anyone found out…
and her oldest brother, Dimitri… would be furious.
He worked with me… and we wanted him instated to his rightful place as King…
and return them to their purpose… there was a whole pla about it.
The n of the pla was a work in progress.
Elise linked me, “EJ’s link is blocked. You tell that jerk to get to the hospital right now! If I have to push pups out of my hoo-ha then he HAS to be here.” I quickly told the group we should go be with Elise. My sister in law actually had perfect timing.
I assured her, “EJ is incoming. I swear these Conners men…. forget their heads… but only in a personal crisis. Your mate is running instead of popping… or portaling… he had options.” Elise granted, “They do that. I think it’s the testosterone.”
I teased, “I think it’s the Y chromosome that’s the problem.
” My sister in law chuckled, “Thank you for the laugh. Labor is no joke. I want an epidural.” I assured her, “I doubt they will deny the head Luna … of the entire pack… an epidural.” If they did…
I could easily help her. So… they’d better not.
That made my wolf laugh. Elise snorted, “They better not.” I replied, “There’s a charm for pain that EJ has to know… ask him to do it.” Elise reverently said, “I love you and your researching brain. Thank you! God knows EJ probably forgot all about it.”
I was sensing the man probably had. EJ seemed to be very nervous about the birth of his first pups. Which… was normal for an Alpha… based on my research. Xander popped us to the hospital. His mom was already there with their dad.
Xander popped out and back in with Alpha Peter and Luna Chelsea.
I really wanted to get back to my research.
Xander asked, “What’s wrong?” I sighed, “Nothing, I just want to get back to this book… it’s a diary really…
but I think it’s really important and…” My husband conjured it and handed it to me.
I smiled, opened it, and resumed reading. Several more entries about learning all the passages in the castle. There was a worker on the inside who was providing Aeidelyn with the schematics so the takeover would happen.
It was common knowledge that most of Faerie wanted the O’Toole’s out. Aeidelyn was proud her family would be on the throne, but she still didn’t understand why her brother and Alania were the chosen successors.
In fact, Aeidelyn seemed pretty upset about it. Jealous was the right word. Freya snorted, “Definitely jealous.” Aeidelyn also mentioned that she had been spending a lot of time with Alania. My eyes went widened as I continued to read the next entry.
Dear Diary,
What do you do when loyalties divide? Where do you stand when your heart will be destroyed either way? I am at a loss for what to do. Does duty to family and the people of Faerie win? My heart and head are a mess.
I am at war with myself, there are choices in front of me I do not want to decide on. Why is the Fairy Goddess burdening me this way? Azoney doesn’t understand my heart is being torn in pieces. Two days ago, everything was clear. Where I stood was clear. Now ,it is breaking me. I feel torn in half.
I genuinely do not know what I will do. The Holloran’s will rise to power. I cannot let my grandfather and father’s sacrifices be in vain. I am not going to be the one to rule though. So, do I really need to stay? I could leave.
I could still keep my relationship with Alania. We have grown quite close. I could ask her what I should do since she has sight. Alania’s convinced that she cannot interfere with her visions. That’s a Fabian Holloran memorandum if I ever heard one.
Why would one be gifted with sight if they couldn't change things? I swear that girl is cunning, manipulative, but somehow so very dumb. Alania considers herself as a very smart person though. In fact, everyone does.
Not me though. I wormed my way into her life with evasive truths. It’s not to say I don’t like her. Alania is my niece. I do like her, but my motives to be close to her are not pure. Something she should see with her sight and sense herself as we do with motivations.
She’s not using her power to the full extent. While no one else can see where that will lead her, I don’t need sight to know. Her arrogance will be her downfall. Maybe not today or tomorrow, but one day it will be her death.
I actually hope I see it, no matter where I end up. Alania might be sweet now, but I sense her path will go towards the wicked. My sister sensed this about Alania too. She can tell if people will be good or bad. I’m having her keep that a secret though.
My sister is not the Soul Searcher, but she seems to have some powers Soul Searchers have.
I have not found anything in my research about the powers my sister has.
She’s just special. Only the Soul Searcher should be able to do the things she does; however, she can’t tell who mates are. It’s confusing.
I suppose many things are confusing to me now. What will I choose? I could ask Alania. If I choose a specific path where I won’t be here, then I’ll be wiping her memory. My family forgets that I have the strongest ability to erase memories.
I can make them hazy. I can also plant false memories that their minds could never discern as anything but the truth. As long as they never asked me about them since I cannot lie to them. Only the promised siblings would know those memories were false.
I met some people who believe the path to the promised siblings is clear. I’m not so sure. A partial Fairy being pure of heart would make a lot of sense. The O’Toole’s spreading hatred for partials confounds me then. Little do they know their most devoted follower is my nephew, Fabian.
For some reason, the man hates partial Fairies more than the O’Toole’s. Another thing my brother refuses to listen to me about. He thinks I just don’t like Fabian. He’s not wrong, in truth. I do not like Fabian because I see him for who he is.