Seducing Destiny(112)

                “Is he sick?” I asked absently.

                “Who?” Ryder asked.

                “Ristan. He’s sorta ignoring his companion and doesn’t seem too interested in what she’s offering,” I whispered quietly.

                “No, but if he’s turning down…”

                “So help me God, Ryder,” I hissed. “Watch what you say around the babies.”

                “I was going to say tail,” he said with a wicked grin.

                “Sinjinn!” I said as he passed us.

                “Yes?” he asked as he looked down at me.

                “Hold your niece,” I said as I handed Kahleena over without waiting to see what he would say.

                He took her, and I stood, and pointed at the couch as if to tell him to plant his ass there. I wanted my children to stay put with their badass father. I however, was going to catch a Demon by the toe and make him holler.

                I spared a glance back at the couch and stopped. Sinjinn held her away from him, but in his lap. He stared down at her as if she was too precious to touch, as if he’d break her, but Ryder was on it. He showed him how to cradle her, and protect her head from moving too much. Kahleena’s eyes were closed, unlike her brothers who watched the men still.

                I turned away with a heavy heart and headed for Ristan. He was still rubbing his temples as the woman…I think it was anyway, it was tall and grayish in color and it was hard to judge some of the sexes of these things, so hey, I guessed anyway.



                             “Demon,” I said and watched as he turned towards me.

                I grabbed his hand and we both froze.

                The room was gone.

                I looked at Ristan, and then we both looked around us.

                The Tree was there, and still frozen. Around the giant Tree was moss, layered in ice. The tiny Fairies flittered here and there as they moved around it, working together to try to thaw it. I swallowed and shook my head and then wondered how the hell we’d gotten here.

                “What the hell did you do?” he asked, and I watched his eyes as they swirled.

                “We’re in a vision? But whose is it, yours or mine?” I asked, and he shook his head.

                My heart pounded, and I felt as if something was inside of me, and yet there was nothing. I felt pain and chaos. Loss was everywhere, and it felt as if I was bleeding out from the inside. I felt rage at the violation, and confusion for why someone would harm me. It was a mass of emotions, and confusion. They weren’t my emotions, so what was it? The Tree? Maybe.

                “I have only had one vision in the past two months, Synthia,” Ristan said, pulling me out of the mess of feelings. “This one isn’t mine.” He looked at me curiously. “Maybe part of your new powers.”

                “They come,” I whispered and felt a sliver of hope. Only it wasn’t my hope I felt, so whose was it?

                I watched as hundreds of Fae sifted in, and we were with them. We carried the children and placed them on the ground in front of the Tree. Only they weren’t alive.

                “No!” I shouted as my world spun apart. I fell to the ground and shook my head as I placed my hands over my ears to block out the noise level. “No, I won’t let this happen!”