Supernatural Villain (Supernatural Captivity #3) - Avery Song Page 0,100
encouragement, and even during the times when I was lost, their memory gave me the push I needed to continue to move forward.
My love for them was beyond measure, but having them here to witness this moment in time only made that love grow further in the depths of my heart.
With that, I stared at the end of the room as I allowed the burning flames of the lanterns continue to dance around the room as the last speck of sunlight blessed the stone walls.
Closing my eyes, I sought for the source of magic within myself, and I felt the slight warmth of my arm that held my tattoo.
With Dominick's advice, I knew what needed to be done, and I allowed every inch of my being to feel the coursing energy around us before lowering myself into the seat of the throne.
I sit upon this throne, not to control this very world, but to be a catalyst for its growth. I seek to unlock the secrets hidden by greed and desperation and to aid you in seeking what you lost that fateful day. May my human blood, my fae magic, and the flames of my dragon essence pour down to your roots and give you the reins for your prosperity and vengeance.
For a brief moment, the world around us stood still. Opening my eyes, I acknowledged the frozen space, and my eyes looked forward until the doors opened and a woman began to walk into the room.
My eyes widened at the familiarity of the individual, and memories of the past flooded my mind until it felt like Quil-Zu was in full control of my being as the single word escaped my lips.
"Sister?"
It felt like I had taken a complete back seat in my ability to control my body, and yet, I dared not interfere as a flood of emotions coursed around me while I stared at the tall, curvy woman with large dragon wings.
Her hair was burning red while her eyes were vivid blue with hints of colors that reflected the burning force of fire. She wore a tribal-like outfit, one that held her breasts in a red bra that was designed with golden chains while her bottom half was in loose pants of red silk with a gold glimmer.
Her chest, arms, and stomach carried tattoos that reminded me of the one on my arm, but what caught my attention was the crown upon her head.
When she came to a stop at the bottom step of the throne, tears formed within those powerful spheres that held a story of their own. I wished to soothe her immediately, but I held my ground because I knew what had to be done.
She smiled at my resilience as she lifted her head slightly up to acknowledge me from head to toe.
"After all this time of stillness, the child you carried has somehow done exactly what you wished for." Her voice was soft as she admired me with her eyes. "Quil-Zu, it's good to see you still guide your child."
"Quinn..." the name left my lips as my eyes blinked back years. "How? How is any of this possible."
"Well, you wouldn't remember for you weren't the one to cast this spell," she answered and lifted her hand to point directly at us - directly at me. "Your child was the one to do the spell."
"My...Cassandra?" she questioned for the two of us.
Quinn smiled, and with a snap of her fingers, it felt like I'd been pulled out of my body. I now stood right next to Quil-Zu. She was still in control of my body, my blue eyes a burning red while her shock replicated my own as I looked to see myself in similar clothes that reminded me of Dominick's fae attire.
I wore a white dress that fitted my top half and was loose at the bottom half with gold trimming along the corset and ribbon sleeves. My hair was down, and I wore a crown just like I had in my real body, but it was clear that the energy around this version of myself was solely fae, while the energy around Quil-Zu was burning dragon.
"As you and your love bled to death, your child was still alive. Neither of you knew that your child felt your approaching end and had magic far greater than one would expect. The day of your demise was the day before the opening of your kingdom, but you forgot that myself and many of the allies you