ADELIE
I sank into my bed, my gaze fixed on the ceiling. How could he utter those words without truly knowing me?
After our kiss, I had stormed off, wanting to be alone. I was unsure of what was happening between us.
I reached for the note on my nightstand, scanning it once more.
They were after that vampire book. But why? Aldred was after it too. Why were they so concerned about the vampiresâ actions?
The following day, Esty showed up around noon. King wasnât thrilled about her presence. I could tell by the way he kept glancing at her and had Collin keep an eye on her.
Leonard called for a meeting. Everyone was there, including Kairos. I knew he had been avoiding me. Even now, he wouldnât look at me, but he did shoot Esty a glare.
Esty glanced my way. âIs that Kairos?â she whispered to me.
âMemory loss,â I quickly replied, not wanting to divulge too much. But she had other ideas.
âHello, I donât think weâve met,â she said, approaching Kairos with her hand extended. âI am Esty,â she said, her smile wide.
Kairosâs face was stern, clearly annoyed. But this Kairos didnât know Esty. He didnât know she had killed his friend. âKairos,â he responded curtly, shaking her hand.
Leonard clapped his hands together. âNow that we have the next letter, I donât think itâs wise to approach the vampire coven. They wonât just hand it over and blood will be shed.â
âThey wonât stop the killings,â I countered.
Leonard nodded. âWe can create a replica. Adelie, youâve seen it, right?â
I nodded in agreement. âI donât think they are that naive, but if I pretend I donât know what it looks like, they canât really harm me.â
Esty chimed in. âThey need Adelie, I doubt theyâll harm her. Just play dumb, and tell them youâll bring the real one. Tell them that the vampires had a fake. What will they do? Kill you? Doubt it. Not at first.â
I turned to Esty. âEstyâ¦whatâs in that book? The vampire book?â I asked her.
She looked at me through half-closed eyes. âVampireâ¦stuff. How to kill, how to become one. Vampire family tree. But Iâm not sure. Havenât seen it.â
âYeahâ¦no one has seen it. Aldred wanted that book like nothing else. I donât think itâs about vampires,â I said.
âWould vampires have it? Why would they protect it?â Esty asked.
âMaybe weâve misunderstood this whole time. They were never keeping their secret. Rather saving us all.â
I didnât know what was in it, but I was determined to find out.
âGiven the high risk of this operation, I would like to write my will.â
Leonard nodded. âStandard procedure. Iâll have my accountant speak with you.â
âNo need. Just tell them that all my properties go to Maeve.â
I glanced over to see Maeveâs shocked expression. âAnd Elias goes to shared guardianship under Maeve and Esty.â I looked at Esty. âWill you do it?â I knew Maeve was already on board.
She lifted her chin. âThere is no question being asked there. Of course.â
Kairos stood up. âI apologize but⦠I heard stories of Esty putting your life in danger. Is that not correct?â
It was the first time he had looked at me since the kiss. âYou seem to be a fan of me,â I pointed out, aware of how much he had heard.
âJust observant. Why would you trust your child to her?â
A wave of anger washed over me. I stood up, my chair screeching against the floor. âBecause she was there when I raised him!â I yelled at Kairos. The room fell silent. Even Kairos seemed taken aback.
I realized how immature and unprofessional I must have seemed. I cleared my throat, straightened my posture, and looked around. âI apologize. But it is not anyone elseâs business.â
MAEVE
I leaned against the castleâs wall, idly tossing an apple in my hand. I watched the people, lost in thought, minding my own business.
He was there again, watching from a distance. His eyes were scanning me. âWhat?â I called out, loud enough for him to hear from where he stood.
A smirk played on his lips as he walked away. âYou snooped in the kingâs study,â he said. I had hoped no one had seen me. I thought I had gone unnoticed.
I slowly pushed off the wall. âI didnât mean any harm,â I admitted. There was no point in denying it.
âDid you find what you were looking for?â he asked.
âNo,â I replied honestly. He moved closer to me.
âWhat was it? Maybe I can help.â He was trying to trick me into revealing information. But I had nothing to hide. I was being honest.
âI donât know him. The king. And too many times, Iâve learned that you canât trust anyone. I didnât find anything, but that doesnât mean I think heâs an ally.â
I tossed the apple into the air and he caught it effortlessly. But I wasnât about to be treated like a child. I grabbed his wrist and pulled it toward me, but he quickly switched the apple to his other hand and spun me around, trapping me in his arms with my back against his chest.
I could feel his breath on my cheek as he took a bite of the apple. âYou know, for a vampire and all that, youâre not very careful when snooping.â
I quickly jabbed my elbow into his stomach, causing him to drop the apple and groan in pain. I turned to face him.
He was right. But not about the vampire part. I had always been good at sneaking around. No one ever suspected me. Collin was the first.
I didnât even realize I had been caught this time.
âI didnât do anything,â I said.
He recovered from my hit quickly. âBut you were there,â he retorted. His tone was angry, but his eyes didnât hold the same anger I had seen in him before.
âWhat do you want?â I asked, looking straight ahead. I was waiting for his grand plan. He wouldnât be here telling me he saw me if he didnât want something from me.
âYou,â he said, causing me to whip my head toward him.
âExcuse me?â
He looked at me smugly. âI want you.â
I gritted my teeth. âWho do you think I am?â I shouted. âYou think just because youâre a beta, women will just bow down to you?â I could feel my blood boiling.
ââ¦your eyesâ¦,â he started to say, but I wouldnât let him belittle me.
I walked toward him as he backed away. âDo you think you can just boss everyone around?â My hand closed around his neck, but I wasnât hurting him yet. Even his smile showed that he was okay, enjoying my outburst. âI am stronger than youâ¦â
âWhatâs the meaning of this?â a loud voice shouted from a distance.
I looked over, my hand still on his neck. It was the king. He was looking straight into my eyes. He had the same look that Collin had when he mentioned my eyes. âI order you. Let him go!â I did as he commanded, but my anger didnât subside.
The king was really staring into my eyes, as if mesmerized. What⦠I glanced at the houseâs window and saw my eyes reflecting a bright red. From the anger. I dropped my gaze to the ground. âAre you all right?â he asked his beta, who was holding his neck.
I hadnât hurt him enough for him to be in pain. I barely applied any pressure.
âMaeve. I demand an explanation!â he said. I glanced at the beta. I could swear he was trying to hide a smug smile. âI wonât tolerate you harming my people!â
He looked at the beta. âHow long has this been going on?â
âThe first time.â
âAny other complaints about her?â he asked.
Collin shook his head. Even when he had the most to gain, he didnât mention my visit to the kingâs study.
The beta spoke up. âIf I may, I would suggest putting her to work in the packâs crop warehouse. A little pea sorting might help her temper.â
âSorting peasâ¦,â the king repeated. âThen I will need to assign someone to watch her from there. I doubt anyone would feel comfortable knowing she likes to fight.â
âIâll do it,â he volunteered.
âShe just hurt you.â The king echoed my thoughts, just as confused as I was.
âI am not afraid of her, Alpha King, but I would like to ensure that no one else is harmed.â For a split second, his eyes met mine. He was playing with me.
The Alpha King looked at me. âItâs my betaâs call. But Adelie will hear of this.â
The king left us and I looked over at Collin. âWhy didnât you say anything?â I asked.
He gave me a smug grin. âConfess, lady. Youâre itching to kill me, arenât you?â he asked, rubbing his neck.
âWhy didnât you expose me?â I repeated my question.
His gaze locked onto mine as he moved closer. âListen⦠I didnât mean to upset you⦠I just want a fresh start. Maybe the crop warehouse will give us a chance to understand each other better.â
I was taken aback. âYou manipulated the king into punishing me just so you could get to know me?â I questioned. âYouâve despised me since the day I arrived!â
âNo, I havenât,â he denied, as if it was the most absurd thing heâd ever heard. âYou just assume that everyone hates you and that you were the one who wanted to kill me.â
âLet me face the consequences of my actions. We donât need to become acquainted. We donât need to be friends, Collin.â
His brow furrowed. âWhy are you so against the idea?â
âYou wonât fool me, Collinâ¦â
He cut me off. âDo you always assume that everyone is out to get you?â
âYou have no reason to want to know meâ¦â
He smirked, interrupting me. âI find you extremely attractive,â he confessed. I frowned in confusion. âAnd youâre incredibly intelligent, powerful, cunning. I find that very appealing.â He wasnât joking or laughing.
He couldnât possibly mean that.
âStop it!â I snapped.
âIâm serious!â he retorted, mirroring my tone. âI find you incredibly attractive and intriguing. I want to spend more time with you.â His voice grew louder with each word. âAnd Iâll be waiting for you tonight at nine. Weâre going for a walk! Itâs settled. I expect you to be there!â he practically yelled at me. He was commanding me.
He left immediately after saying that.
I was utterly confused about what had just transpiredâ¦
ADELIE
I was busy sketching the image of the book. It was easy to remember. Kairos entered the library, glancing around to ensure we were alone.
He placed some sort of document on the table in front of me. I looked at him, waiting for an explanation. âYour will.â
I readied my pen and opened the document to sign it.
âI donât think sheâs the right one.â I looked up at him. âFor Elias.â
âI trust her.â I signed the document and slid it across the table toward him.
âYou could find someone better.â
âWho?â
âI can take care of him.â
I tilted my head. âYou donât know me. And I donât know you. Can you dispute that?â
Another man wouldnât want to take a child from a woman he barely knew.
âShe hurt you.â She did. But she was also there.
âBut she also saved my life when I was on the brink of death.â
I wouldnât have survived Eliasâs birth if she hadnât been there.
âWhen?â His sudden interest and relentless questioning made me suspect he was lying to my face.
âIt doesnât matter. Iâm fine now and hopefully will be for a long time.â
I slid my sketch toward Kairos. âGive this to whoever is in charge of making the replica.â
He gave me a sidelong glance. âIâm not your servant.â
I rolled my eyes. âWell, I donât know what you are. I donât even know your rank,â I said.
âI donât have one.â
âYouâre the kingâs right-hand man. Why not?â I asked. âCould you be a Delta? Maybe a beta?â
âSince I lost my memory, the king didnât want to assign me a rank until I recovered.â
âRecovered?â I asked.
He nodded. âYes, I could regain my memories at any moment.â I wasnât sure if that was a good thing. Maybe Iâd rather not know why he wanted to forget me.
I was torn between feeling guilty, thinking he was lying, and still being angry with the old Kairos who chose to forget.
âAnd you want that?â
He paused for a moment. âI would like to know who I was.â
âMaybe itâs better if you donât force it.â If he truly didnât remember, it was better for him not to know the things he wanted to forget.
âWhy do you say that?â he asked me.
âSome people would give anything to forget their past.â
âWould you?â I looked into his eyes. The same eyes that once claimed to love me. To care for me.
âParts of it. Not necessarily people or events, but the feelings they caused. The negative feelings.â
âWhat happened in your life that was so terrible you want to forget?â
âI was once naive and foolish. I believed love was eternal.â
âWere you hurt by someone you loved?â Would he ask me these things if he knew the truth?
âNot by him. By my own choices.â
âDidnât you love again?â
âLove is a complex word. It has many meanings. And I love many things, some of which still cause me pain. I donât think true love ever fades. We just forget about it. Iâm not ashamed that I loved. Only ashamed of how I let it hurt me. And I learned that love might not be for me. Not the kind of love youâre asking about.â
âBut you have a son.â
âAnd?â I didnât see his point.
âThe king said you took him as your own.â
I leaned back in my chair. âI did.â
âDoesnât he have a father?â I knew someone would eventually ask that.
âHe has me. Iâm giving him everything.â
âI have no doubt.â He then began to stroll around the room. âAre you done with love?â
âIs that an invitation?â Letâs play, Kairos.
His eyes widened in surprise. âI doubt youâd accept if it was.â
I stood up and approached him. He looked utterly bewildered. âDo you have something to tell me, Kairos?â
He swallowed hard. âLike what?â
âThoughts that keep you awake at night? Guilt?â His eyes darted across my face. âDo you?â Why was he so nervous?
âI donât know what youâre talking about.â
I stepped back from him and put on a simple smile. âI hope so.â