A Shade of Vampire 77 A Fate of Time - Bella Forrest Page 0,82

face Eira and took her hands in mine. I’d been waiting to do this for so long, I couldn’t get on with anything else until I got it out of the way. She gave me a startled look, seemingly confused.

“Tae, what are you doing?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

“What I should’ve done a long time ago,” I replied.

Without giving her the opportunity to serve me with a follow-up question, I leaned down and caught her mouth in a kiss. It was meant to be a short and sweet one, but enough to make her understand how I felt. I’d never experienced such feelings before—not with this intensity, and not until I’d realized how important she’d become to me.

She tasted like a dream come true, the very dream that Phantom had forced us into for the Phyla challenge. Only better, because this was real. I felt her lips. I could hear her drumming heartbeat. I belonged with her, and she belonged with me. Maybe, if Inalia hadn’t sacrificed herself to become Cerix’s Fire Hermessi, this never would’ve happened. I never would’ve gotten so close to Eira. But fate had a funny way of arranging the pieces, making sure they all fell in a certain direction, without us knowing.

She moaned softly, unable to break the kiss. Love burst through me in waves of honey and sunlight, finally free to roam and consume every atom in my body. I’d been holding this in for a while. There had never been a right moment, but dammit, we’d earned this much.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her close. We deepened the kiss, reacting to one another. So much for that short and sweet one. I heard Amelia giggle somewhere in the background, but my eyes were closed as I lost myself in the moment. It was if time had been stopped, just for Eira and me.

Eventually, I managed to raise my head to just look at her. There was peace in her blue eyes. The peace of a sun-kissed lagoon, opening out to an endless ocean. A smile rested on her glistening lips, and I instinctively licked mine, already yearning for round two. Fortunately—or perhaps unfortunately—the Soul Crusher felt the need to cut in.

“I’m sure you two will get a room at some point down the line,” he said dryly. “We need to get back to business.”

“I’m sorry,” I muttered, slowly moving away from Eira.

She took my hand and squeezed gently. “Nothing to be sorry about,” she replied.

“It took you two forever!” Riza exclaimed, prompting the rest of the crew to laugh.

“Yeah, hardy-har-har,” I muttered, jokingly narrowing my eyes at her.

Death chuckled. “It’s nice to see love prevail,” she said.

Her voice had an instant effect on us. The laughter faded like mist before the rising sun. Here we were, in the middle of a frozen lake, in the heart of a world that had suffered so much at the hands of the very entities they’d unknowingly worshipped as gods. I felt awfully sorry for the Aledrasians. Much like the fae, they must’ve been hit hard by the ritual.

“What did Thieron do, exactly?” I asked Death. “You told me the spell, and I said it and whatnot… but help me understand, what just happened?”

The First Tenners flanked her. Dream and Nightmare couldn’t take their eyes off her, constantly checking the seals, likely thinking of ways to break them. Soul, Widow, and Phantom were the most thrilled to be close to her again—unlike the others, they’d served her until the moment we’d freed them from Eirexis, Zetos, and Phyla. Thieron rested under my thigh straps, still glowing in her presence.

“Thieron reversed the last stage of the ritual,” Death said. “After the five million fae were taken, their life-chains were broken, their bodies hijacked by the Hermessi. From there, a deadly pulse of energy would be released. Specifically, the energy which the elementals had been locked out of for eons.”

“So, they had limits placed on them,” Amelia concluded.

Death sighed. “Pretty much. I cannot tell you how that happened, because the affairs of the universe shouldn’t even be your concern. Anyway, Thieron simply overrode the ritual. It sealed the energy back where it belongs, away from the Hermessi’s reach. And thanks to you wielding it, Taeral, it sealed it for good. The elementals will never be able to reach it again. There will be no more ritual attempts.”

“Of course, there won’t be a Brendel to keep that particular fire burning,” Kabbah added, his arms