instead through the car’s system to see if I was headed anywhere. My eyes shot up realizing that I had been going to Kansas City. Specifically, the Widow. Was I really going out like this? At this time of day? What the actual hell?
Turning on the expensive dark Porsche, I adjusted the seat and pulled my hair back. I was hoping that it would clear my mind the more I woke up. So I started driving. By the time I had reached Kansas City, it was nine in the morning and I felt as though I had officially lost my goddamn mind. Tears welled in my eyes as the last few days came up blank to me. Was I sick? I mean this didn’t seem normal.
I parked in the parking garage knowing the valet wouldn’t be there. Tears began to fall down my face as I put my head against the steering wheel. A massive longing and sense of loss overwhelmed me as I shivered, feeling as though something was changing in the air, and not in a good way. The harp strings of the universe were snapping and I could feel it radiating through my core. How could I feel that?
Anxiety hit me hard as I gripped my neck and felt as though I was choking. I hissed as the jewel from the necklace broke in my grip, cutting my neck in the process, lightly, but enough that blood covered my hand. I let out a small whimper looking at the dark almost black red tone.
A knock on the car door had me letting out a small scream. Except when the door opened I almost fell into whose arms it was.
“Adrian?” I asked, feeling like I was going to pass out. He was my bartender friend, he would help me, right?
His eyes narrowed in on the blood on my hand as he ran a hand through his hair, his eyes bleeding black. “Rhys, please help her, or else I won’t be able to stop myself.”
Rhys was there then, pulling me from the car as I wrapped my legs around him.
Adrian, looking visibly tense and shaken grabbed my shit. Maybe he was afraid of blood?
“I’m scared,” I whispered, “I can’t remember anything, you have to help me.”
I realized where we were going when we stepped into the nightclub from the private elevator. I was put down as Rhys took the necklace from me and began to wipe up the blood, Adrian disappearing for a moment. Tears streamed down my face as the large man in front of me offered me a soft affectionate look.
A tall but muscular man appeared over Rhy’s shoulder then and my eyes widened, and several things happened at once. Like a fucking bulldozer, everything clicked together.
Titan. That was Titan.
My stepmother.
Basil.
My mates.
Oh fuck.
I inhaled sharply, remembering this had been the plan all along.
Titan had even warned me, traveling as quick as he did, blasting back and forth through several realities at once to even confuse Rain, would give me temporary memory loss. I felt tears start to fall heavily as he approached me and wrapped his arms around me.
I remembered how hard it was to decide to walk away from them to keep them safe for now. How Titan had left my car and programmed it so that I would find my way here without being freaked out by a strange man I didn’t know. I remembered everything and my heart fucking ached. At the same time, I knew this was the right choice.
The gate was still closed.
Denise had lost this battle.
My boys were clueless and safe.
I had time to get my shit together before fixing this fucking mess.
God, they would hate me. I was glad Titan had decided to stop pretending to help Denise. I wanted to know what happened with my mother and him that led to her death, but I could wait. Plus, it appeared we would have a lot of time together to figure this out.
Adrian walked downstairs looking at the bandage on my neck and breathing out.
“I’m so sorry,” I blinked at him, “I didn’t mean to bleed like that, I had a bit of a panic attack.”
He came behind me on the leather ottoman and wrapped his arms around me. Titan sat on the floor and Rhys pulled up a chair as the four of us sat in the empty nightclub, the tables looking sad in the morning light. Sad like I fucking felt.
“Don’t worry, kitten,” Rhys spoke softly, “we are going to get you ready before you ever have to step a fucking foot in Village Worth again.”
I felt the conviction in those words, and as I closed my eyes, a fluttering of wings had me looking to where Artemis watched us from above making me smile. Making me feel like I could do this.
Because I could.
Because I didn’t have a fucking choice.
An entire realm needed me and I was going to rise to the occasion.
It was time to save Fae Fiefdom.
M. Sinclair
International & US Best Seller
M. Sinclair is a Chicago native, parent to 3 cats, and can be found writing almost every moment of the day. Despite being new to publishing, M. Sinclair has been writing for nearly 10 years now. Currently, in love with the Reverse Harem genre, she plans to publish an array of works that are considered romance, suspense, and horror within the year. M. Sinclair lives by the notion that there is enough room for all types of heroines in this world and being saved is as important as saving others. If you love fantasy romance, obsessive possessive alpha males, and tough FMCs, then M. Sinclair is for you!
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Published Work
Vengeance Series
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Book 1 - Savages
Book 2 - Lunatics
Book 3 - Monsters
Book 4 - Psychos
Complete Series
The Red Masques Series
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Book 1 - Raven Blood
Book 2 - Ashes & Bones
Book 3 - Shadow Glass
Book 4 - Fire & Smoke
Book 5 - Dark King
Complete Series
Tears of the Siren Series
#lorcanslovers
Book 1 - Horror of Your Heart
Book 2 - Broken House
Book 3 - Announced soon!
The Dead and Not So Dead Trilogy
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Book 1 - Queen of the Dead
Book 2 - Team Time with the Dead
Book 3 - Announced soon!
Descendant Series
#novasmages
Book 1 - Descendant of Chaos
Book 2 - Descendant of Blood
Book 3 - Descendant of Sin (coming soon!)
Reborn Series
#mayasmates
Book 1 - Reborn In Flames
Book 2 - Soaring in Flames
The Wronged Trilogy
#valentinasvigilanties
Book 1 - Wicked Blaze Correctional
Lost in Fae
Book 1 - Finding Fae
Court of Rella
Book 1 - Fae Fiefdom
Standalones
Peridot (Jewels Cafe Series)
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Rebel Hearts Heists Duet (M. Sinclair & Melissa Adams)
Book 1 - Steal Me
Forbidden Fairytales (The Grim Sisters - M. Sinclair & CY Jones)
Book 1 - Stolen Hood
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