“You chose me?” he croaks.
“Yes. I don’t ever remember seeing Gregor and yet he was there as well trying to make contact with me,” I tell him.
“Well, fuck me. You are shattering my illusions, my sweet,” he says and slumps his shoulders.
“I know,” I say sadly. “I told you, you didn’t want to know.”
He pulls me to him, and I lean into him. “Do you want me to carry on?”
“I suppose you better had,” he sighs.
“Once he became aware of you and me, he was angry. Furious that you were there and that I wanted to be with you and not him. He was the one who told Radulf about us, that we were in the barn that day. That’s how he knew to come looking for us. His intention was that I either died or you turned me to save me, losing your chance at a Holy Union.”
“No!” he says vehemently, taking
a step back.
“I’m sorry. He wanted me for himself and if he couldn’t have me in a Holy Union…”
“…then no one could?” Devon asks sadly.
I turn to him.
“Me too?” he asks, quick as ever.
“Yes. Although he convinced Eloise to join his vendetta. It wasn’t difficult, as she hated me anyway. It was she who told your mother about us. About me. That is how she ended up in your barn that day. Eloise told her that she had to kill me, knowing that you would try and stop her. Which you did, my darling boy.” I touch his face gently as he closes his eyes in pain.
“And Fraser? Gregor killed him because you loved and married him,” Cole says quietly.
My heart wrenches at his name. “Yes.” I turn to Cole. “And our relationship was such a whirlwind, but they were watching us. It’s how they knew to come to the chapel, but they were too late. Thanks to you.” I turn back to Constantine, who is looking thunderous. “Once I had turned Cole, he effectively fell under your protection, knowing I would insist on it. There was nothing they could do to him without setting off a major shit storm. It’s why they seemingly accepted the situation as well as they did.”
He closes his eyes briefly. “How do you know all of this?” he asks.
“Ahmed and Corinne have known I was the Chosen One since I was born. He is a conduit for this ‘She’ Power. He transferred all this knowledge to me. I know things now that I wish I didn’t, but…” I trail off.
He pulls me to him. “I’m sorry, my sweet. If I had known I would have stopped them.”
“I know,” I say simply.
“They must die, both of them,” he says ferociously.
“They will. I know how. I just need to be able to get close enough to them. I will get one chance and I will need your help. All of you.”
“Of course,” they all say together.
“What is the plan?” Devon asks.
“I know how to get to Gregor,” I say with distaste and they all protest knowing what I’m thinking.
“I won’t let that man near you,” Cole growls.
“Baby, it’s the only way. I have to get close enough to him to end him,” I say, taking his face in my hands. “If his defenses are down it will be easier.”
“Aefre, I will not allow you to do this. There has to be another way,” CK says all sire-like.
“I’m sorry, but it isn’t up to you,” I say quietly, and his eyes harden at my lack of agreement. “This is my mission. I am the only one who can do it.” I pull on my handy armory for Gladius Infernus and the three step back again. “Unless you want to have a go?” I say smartly.
Glaring at me, he remains silent. Hm, I could get used to this new dominant role with him. The wicked thought must flash across my face as he suddenly smirks and says, “Not likely, my sweet.” And old CK is back. I sigh. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. I let G.I., as I now fondly think of it, go and they all breathe a sigh of relief and step forward again.