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in our direction. Before I could cry out a warning to my mates, the force struck.
But we weren’t the target. The lightning twisted around all three Furies.
“You dishonored the Wild Hunt,” a voice announced. It sounded like thunder under deep water. “You brought the outsiders’ scorn and judgment.”
The Furies screamed as the lightning constricted into an endless black hole and devoured them.
Brigantia staggered back, fear in her eyes.
“Clean your own house, Lucifer’s daughter,” the thundering voice said. “We took care of our problem, but we won’t do your dirty work.”
The black hole vanished, and the ancient force behind the Wild Hunt departed with it.
My mates’ eyes snapped toward me, filled with fire. I stumbled back as if I were being whipped.
Brigantia sneered in glee. “Now you know what she is, my kings.”
Agony, worse than being crucified by burning iron nails, infused my every inch. What was happening?
My mates rammed into the force field that still trapped them, again and again in their desperation to reach me, despite knowing what I was now—the one they should hunt and slay. They roared my name, but their voices were drowned out by my own scream of excruciating pain and horror and disbelief and regret.
My Turning had come. It had been triggered when I channeled Lucifer’s power.
Raw force thrummed through my body, hot and cold and hellish.
It was darker than Hell yet as divine as Heaven. The fallen archangel’s power, more ancient than Earth or the stars, burst in my veins. It tore through my Fae body, scorching every fiber, as I wasn’t exactly like my father who came from Heaven.
The power of a burning star was too much for me.
I screamed and screamed, my arms reaching out toward my mates. I needed them now more than ever, but they couldn’t come to me, even if they were still willing, even if they didn’t want to slay me.
The force sent me spinning into the air. A time vortex formed around me, recognizable to me through the genetic memory of my fallen angel bloodline.
“No, no!” I wailed. “Don’t take me away from my mates. I need them! I must return to them!” I’d expected this power to destroy the Wild Hunt and my evil sister and set my mates free, but it’d turned only on me.
Baron and Rydstrom miraculously broke out of the force field and lunged toward me, desperate to pull me back to them. Horror, grief, longing, passion, and rage burned on their handsome faces.
But I was beyond their reach now, as they were beyond mine.
When and where I went, for the first time, they couldn’t follow.
Fury beat in my veins. Fire ignited my blood, and no ice in the galaxy could cool this flame forged from both the brightest and the darkest place.
If I thought I knew what formidable power and horrific agony were, I was wrong.
I was TURNING.
I was set ablaze by the Heaven and Hell fires, both at once.
Agony warped my mind until my mates’ roars pierced the torment that occupied my every thought and charged my every cell.
“Ileana, we’ll come for you! To the end of the universe, we’ll find you!”
Ileana Evie and her mates’ story concludes in
DARK FAE KINGS BOOK 4: BLOOD FAE
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