Darkest Temptation (The Dark Ones Saga 4) - Page 99

Her eyes widen. “I cannot speak for my people. I speak only for myself. I wish to remain.”

Someone took a step forward. “We remain with our queen.”

“You will be stripped of your power if you stay,” He said carefully, “But you will remain immortal.”

“I accept…” Danu nodded. “…gladly.”

The rest nodded their heads.

The Creator finally looked down to Mason’s father and shook his head. “You are lucky your son has given you mercy, I would not have been so generous.” He placed a hand to His chest, and with two breaths, Mason’s father died, his body lifeless.

The Creator held out his hand to Armaros. “Bring his soul.”

In a flash, they were gone.

And suddenly, a song so beautiful filled the air. I could hardly breathe with the sound of it.

Every Watcher was singing in an angelic tongue that swept its way through the room with such force that a warm wind slapped against my cheek as I stared down at my mate, my life.

With a smile, she very slowly knelt in front of me, grabbed both hands, and whispered, “My king.”

The entire room followed.

Including every angel, before they vanished, leaving the room less happy than before, less holy.

But no less powerful while the song swirled around me.

“I’m not worthy,” I whispered.

It was Cassius who finally said, “Those who are chosen never are. That’s why He chooses them.”

SERENITY

“So…” Alex cleared his throat. “…are we still going to have dinner or—”

Hope smacked him in the chest and then pulled him in for a kiss. “Never boring with you, is it?”

“I’m hungry.” His eyes lit up. “Hey, here’s a thought. Feel free to say yes immediately, I’ll just devour you until—”

“Stop.” Ethan shook his head in disgust. “It was bad enough listening to you last night.”

“Then stop listening.” Alex shrugged. “I’ll remember noise-canceling headphones for Christmas.”

“Or you could buy your own place?” Ethan suggested.

“And part from my brother? Never.” Alex winked.

Ethan looked ready to strangle anyone who dared talk to him next.

I just laughed and linked arms with Mason. “Should we eat?”

He shrugged as people gathered around the broken table and then ordered the servants to present dinner.

The Watchers stayed, and although none of them ate, they did stand around by the warriors and do what they did best. What they were born to do.

They watched.

And it felt like something had been restored in their souls as they looked on, each of them smiling. Doing exactly what they were born to do.

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