Supernatural Villain (Supernatural Captivity #3) - Avery Song Page 0,28
of him losing his sanity.
Castalia and I were left for dead by the individuals paid to leave us for death.
A mother who was chained to her responsibilities as a queen.
Father...our real father and of Wilfried's bloodline - the Cyldrirth’s. The twin of a psychotic mastermind who didn't want what happened the first time to try and repeat itself on this land.
Mother may have taken the first step of having a hybrid kingdom, but no one knew of the truth until recently of who I was and my role in all of this.
It finally all made sense now.
Wilfried's actions. His desire to steal my supernatural bros away when they rose to power. He couldn't allow the truth of my royal background to come to light. If I ended up replacing Widow, it would only be a matter of time before I found this place, right?
Until we discovered the sins he committed as the true villain of this real-life fairytale.
What hurt more was the real truth of this place, this land that was blessed to be the bringer of peace, only to be the resting place for two lovers.
Quil-Zu.
It seemed to click in my brain that Quil-Zu was the woman. She was the dragon shifter who fell in love with a wonderful fae and was expecting to have her first child with him.
So many memories flooded my consciousness, and now instead of silhouettes and shadows, they were crystal clear. Childhood friends. Teenage rivals. Adult lovers. Marriage, happiness, tension, and victory. All of it leading to their final moments of unexpected scrutiny.
Quil-Zu vowed to return and protect her unborn child that would return to the bloodline of Wilfried, but since he had been plagued to never be loved, that meant the child would connect with another in his family - Wyatt.
Wyatt and Faith. The birth of me and Castalia - I'm the first child...I'm...the reincarnation of that unborn child. Quil-Zu....Queen Quilzurashi is my mother. This was her land with my past life father. We died on this throne together. Died because of a man's selfishness. Greed. Desire to always interfere with any possible chance of unity.
It infuriated me further, for a supernatural was trying to be a god. To take the role of the Universe and decide that our world would never see the light of peace.
Only destruction.
Only hate.
Until he triggers the Great Summoning himself and the world is lost forever.
Even then, I was somehow entwined into his plans for mass destruction, and now I knew just how significant this new role of mine was.
Now it made perfect sense why he wanted to paint me as evil and that my only resolution would be to return to his side where he could put me exactly where he needed me to be and finish me off.
Castalia would have taken the Monarch qualities, or at least enough to be able to power that forbidden beast of a dragon. I was merely the thorn in Wilfried's side, and all he was waiting for was my submission out of fear.
If only he realized that I'm not afraid.
The pain coursing through me, the burning rage and sadness consuming every bit of me, the heartache and broken pieces of my past that were just fragments, were tiny shards of glass that I now had no intention of picking up and fixing.
In this timeline, no longer do I want to aim for peace.
My sensations in my body returned, and I realized I was kneeling on the floor. I was still alone in a darkened space, but it didn't frighten me. My heart ached too much to fear the darkness.
Lowering my hand to the floor, I spread out my fingers as teardrops began to fall upon my flesh. Drop after drop, until I was crying long and hard.
There was so much to be sad about. Feeling the pain of my past parents as they bled to their deaths. The regret, the agony, the anger that pooled within them while their blood escaped their bodies.
Even with death looming over their heads, they wished that the world would discover peace. That our different kinds would put our differences aside and come together as a unit.
The supernatural council was exactly that, and with my four supernatural bros, they would have helped bring us all together. It wouldn't be supernatural and fae, or a separation between supernatural races, but we'd all be one, and eventually we'd work towards uniting with the humans without the need to belittle the areas they lacked.