Unraveling Destiny by Amelia Hutchins
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A Fae Chronicles Novel Book V
Copyright © September 26, 2017 by Amelia Hutchins
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This book contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers. It is intended for sale to adults ONLY, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers.
This book is not intended for anyone under the age of 18, or anyone who doesn’t like lip biting, throw your ass on the bed, tear your clothes off and leave you panting dominant alpha male characters. It’s dark, dangerous, intense, gritty and raw book. Scenes are dark, disturbing and scorching HOT. This read is soul crushing, tear jerking, leave you hanging on the edge of your seat, fast paced read. Side Effects may include, but are not limited to: Drooling, lip biting, wet panties, crying and screaming at the author. If any of these things happen, do not seek medical attention—get the next book in the series and enjoy the ride!
This book is to all those who lost loved ones over the last year. To the fans who didn’t survive to read it. And to all of you badass women out there going through a rough patch, you got this girl. You show me every day how strong women are.
Tammie, you show me what being strong is all about. God received an angel when he took Kimball, but he lives on through you and those beautiful girls. You are my rock star. Don’t let anyone kill that beautiful sparkle.
To Gina, Mari, Tasha, my street team, and the role players who spend countless hours helping and loving these characters as much as me, thank you. Without you these books wouldn’t have what they do, a home in each heart they live in.
For Sasha Sweet, Danielle Martin who both lost a piece of themselves this year, you are stronger than any of us could ever hope to be, even if it doesn’t feel like it yet. Don’t lose your sparkle.
To the fans who have remained with since the beginning, and the new ones I’ve picked up along the way, you rock my socks off!
To my family who don’t mind me disappearing for countless hours to write, I love you monsters the most!
Zoey, I love you more than you will ever know.
More Books by Amelia Hutchins
The Fae Chronicles
Book 6 TBA
An Elite Guards Novel
A Demon’s Dark Embrace
Book 2 TBA
Playing with Monsters
Sleeping with Monsters Late 2017/Early2018
A Guardian’s Diary Series
Darkest before Dawn
Death before Dawn
Part 3, final book, TBA
I felt my hair being pulled, and pain ripped through my stomach as something hit it. A pained groan slipped from my lips. Something warm and wet dripped down my face and I cried out even louder than before. We were under attack! I mumbled for Ryder to call for the Elite Guard, and to let loose the beast on whoever had invaded our room and was attacking.
“Synthia,” a deep rumble of laughter sounded; that laugh mixed with gurgling noises, forced me to pry one eye open. It felt as if each lid was held in place by lead weights. “I don’t think we need the Elite Guard or the beast to deal with the babies.”
“The hell you say, those are not babies; they’re monsters. What the hell do they have against sleep?” I mumbled as I watched as Kahleena gurgled and continued to drool on my face and neck as she looked down at me with a cherubic smile. “Minions of darkness—that’s what they are. Ones sent by the Mages to slowly torture us through lack of sleep and cuteness.”
“They wanted their mother,” he said, his golden eyes aglow with laughter. “I doubt they are sent by the Mages, Pet. They’ve been hanging out with Ristan too much, and I think they thrive on mischief,” he laughed huskily. The sound washed over me and I smiled, unable to resist the sound of his husky timbre. He made his way back to the bed and sat beside us, lifting Kahleena as he untangled my hair from her tiny hand. He carefully moved Zander, and gave me enough room so that I could sit up.
Once I managed to sit up, I smiled down at the little monsters, who watched me back. I leaned over, kissing Kahleena on her cheek, and watched as her golden eyes, which were so much like her father’s, glowed, as if they were lit from within. My little one had begun to thrive, and was by far the naughtiest of the three. She was also the leader, and I suspected she was the smartest of the trio. While Cade seemed to be the muscle, Zander would happily watch the chaos the other two wrought on us, which Zahruk speculated would make him the lethal one as they grew older. I was pretty sure Kahleena got her brains from me, even though Ryder was quick to take credit for it.
“My little monsters,” I whispered softly. My throat tightened as I considered just how blessed we were. I picked Cade up and cuddled him to my chest. Zander watched, his little lips quivering until Ryder picked him up in his free arm and rested on the bed beside me.
“They have to sleep sooner or later, right? I’m beginning to understand why my father kept his brood of children locked in the pavilion.”
I hit his arm and smirked. “Maybe we should lock ourselves in the pavilion?” I laughed, and watched as he frowned.
“We could, but we’re planning a wedding, remember?” he murmured, leaning over to place a gentle kiss on my temple.
“We could always elope. Las Vegas is still a viable option,” I offered. “Besides, I totally have a thing for Elvis and all his bling. Those sequins,” I sighed heavily, and added a little growling noise deep in my throat. “It’s sexy as fuck.”
“The entire realm is anticipating this wedding, Synthia. The Mages have been quiet for a while, and I intend to marry you properly. Tell me, who is this Elvis and where can I find him so I can kill him?”
“He’s dead already, and you and I are freaking exhausted. I can’t even keep my eyes open. If the Mages showed up, they could literally push me over and I’d be a goner. I’m getting a little worried that Danu has been so quiet. She’s been constant since the last time the Mages tried something, and now it’s just silence. It’s not like her. I know she was keeping her distance because of whatever happened between her and Ristan, but she has never gone completely dark before. It makes me curious to know what really transpired between those two, and how it could be so bad,” I mused out loud as my fingers absently stroked Cade’s soft curls, hugging him a little tighter as the thought of war played in my mind. “And I’m also worried about their future and what it will hold.”
“They have a Goddess for a mother—their future will be whatever they wish it to be. They will be loved, and raised to be strong and fair to others. We will win this war and heal this world. I won’t allow anything less. Our children will have the world, whichever they choose, at their fingertips, and we will be right behind them, building them up.” He glanced up at me with a smirk of fond amusement. “Things are changing quickly for all of us. I seem to remember that it wasn’t long ago that you thought that the Horde King pranced around wearing high heels and lipstick, Pet. We have come a long way since then.”
“I said that, didn’t I?” I frowned, and he nodded.
“You were perceptive and guarded back then. Now, I just wiggle my eyebrows and your clothes just fall off,” he laughed.
“That’s not how that works. You take them off with magic; I have very little to do with it,” I groaned. “Gods save me, but I love you. Even though you drive me batshit crazy, Fairy,” I smiled. “But you can’t know what the future will hold. Everything can change in a blink of an eye around here. Let’s just try to focus on today,” I whispered as I leaned over to kiss him, only to hear all three babies begin to snuffle and cry. They had something against Mommy and Daddy kissing. It was both cute and annoying at the same time. Zander grabbed his father’s hair, and Kahleena wailed while shedding big fat alligator tears as she tried to push me away from him. Cade…well, Cade growled like a puppy, a trait he’d inherited from his father.
“Maybe they were sent by the Mages,” he groaned and pulled away.
“Told you,” I laughed, as a knock at the door disrupted the bliss inside the bedroom. I watched as Ryder looked in my direction, quickly glamouring me into a pair of jeans and a black T-shirt. Once he was satisfied that I was dressed properly, he quickly kissed my cheek, much to the dismay of the babies, if the disgruntled looks on their faces were anything to go by.
“Enter,” he called out, his eyes twinkling as Kahleena made a growling noise while she watched him, her lip puckered out.
“It’s about time you got the fuck up,” Ristan quipped as he peered around the door at us, his eyes filled with laughter. He leaned against the doorjamb, much to the delight of Kahleena, who gurgled and held her arms up, ignoring her father for her favorite uncle. He returned her smile, wiggling his fingers at her in hello. “We’ve got a huge problem. One that can’t wait for you to eye-fuck each other or for you to cuddle the little beasties,” he said softly.
“What is it?” I asked, curious to know why his mood had shifted so quickly from playful to cautious.
“I think I know why you keep feeling pain, and why we are feeling a disturbance in Faery. I’ve taken the liberty of calling in the handmaidens. They’ll take the babies to the nursery; the Elite Guard is waiting downstairs for you to join us. What we just discovered is something that is hard to explain without showing you.”
The pain that had been randomly coursing through my body had been worsening over the last few days, which was also contributing to the lack of sleep. Danu had connected me to Faery so that I’d be able to protect it, but unlike her, if the land died, I wouldn’t.
I watched as Darynda gracefully floated into the room with a steaming cup of coffee, which she set on the nightstand. She was careful to keep it away from little hands as she straightened and smiled down softly at Cade, who placed his head against my breasts and looked at her carefully. Cade was a momma’s boy to his core; he loved to cuddle and would spend countless hours listening to my heartbeat, unlike Kahleena who preferred her father, or Zander who had a tendency of watching us with a frown on his cute little brow. Mere months old, and they’d been hitting milestones that terrified me.
It bothered me that we had no idea how long they’d remain little. Fae children aged faster than human children, while Gods could mature from infancy to adults in mere days. With their mixed genetics, we were left guessing and waiting to see how fast they’d mature. Eliran had done all sorts of tests, but each one came back inconclusive, and it left us drawing straws at what the answer would be.
It was part of the reason I’d dismissed the handmaidens from the nursery at nighttime, much to their dismay, and done the mothering myself. I wanted to experience what time they had as children to the fullest. The thought of missing out, well, it fucking terrified me to the very fiber of my being. Not even Danu could tell us if they’d age rapidly or slowly.
I handed a fussy Cade to Darynda and watched while she cradled him as if he’d shatter. Then, she nodded to the other girls, who awaited permission from Ryder.
“What is it?” Ryder asked, his golden eyes filling with black as he turned and nodded to Darynda, who in turn nodded to the nearest of the handmaidens t
“My guess? It’s the beginning of a huge clusterfuck, which again, you have to see to believe,” Ristan stated as he leaned over and kissed Kahleena on her way out of the room. She frowned and waved her arms for him to pick her up, and his brow creased with a hint of worry as he turned back to his King.
I felt my stomach drop, knowing that it had to be something huge for him to be in such a strained mood that he wouldn’t take a few moments to indulge my daughter’s every whim. I accepted Ryder’s hand and stood up, ignoring the coffee that was calling me its bitch from the nightstand.
“How bad?” I whispered and swallowed hard as I contemplated burying my head beneath the pillows.
“At first we assumed it was Lucian’s shit going awry, but I’m not so sure it is anymore,” Ristan supplied.
“Wait, Lucian’s shit was huge. Like, break down walls, world-changing shit,” I groaned. We couldn’t catch a break. “It’s not that big, right?” My eyes held his silver ones as he swallowed and didn’t do anything to stop the direction my thoughts were moving in. I swallowed hard again. The knot in my throat lodged there firmly and refused to budge. “Let’s go.”