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wwwfret what you need to know is that your daughter not what you believe hersie Lante My heart sant “Whatissshine”
“I believe your clauganee what is known as a Celestial.”
A burst of relieved laughter sitt out of me “Oh, thank the Goddess. I thought you were going to tell me something I really didn’t kno “You…were aware of this airred??
“If I had any idea of what a Colestatissid say yes sat down across from him again. This time, I drained that lemonade in a few greedy oulites Malachi leaned forward, hands on thishness, an intense expression twisting his youthful face. “Tell me what you do know.”
‘Not much. Stella told me she’d had addrer which a-in her words-silver lady’ visited her and said she was ‘Celestial.’ I mean, she didn’t pronounceautight at first. She was still very early in her speech. But that’s what I figured out it meant. And, with cheating and another, I just haven’t been able to find out what, exactly, that means.” I gave a relieved sigh Botypookknow. Right?”
“I know that I wish you’d told me this theamonnentryyouridiscovered it.” He sounded…not concerned, disturbed.
ary. More Alittle…awed?
I frowned. Sure, because you and I were chatting liked bestes every day, right? Just beca picture on your wall doesn’t mean I had any reason to reach post to you for anything, Malach kated i paused. Shuddered, closing my eyes at the memoryWhen i boot myself under control, I fo steady glare.
You killed my daughter’s grandfather. You broke the Treatyylitharesnother Great War, and e seems to think that’s likely, you’re the cause of it. But sure right att binne Land for not rushing to todo’er’s clean have my tened up his hands and pushed them gently toward ne kete vestastnyttarens in ar trenght very night, my dear I’m sorry Matachi got up to stare at the photos of me and my sister With trafowarsime he said. “Please.
tommw what your little one shared with you about the dream kristy to you all know the silver tatly was the Moon ideas, of that pretty co onneen: Tast’s really all!
Celtitials are rare, very, very precious and rare but I had no idea. H is voice tremble an Was he…weeping?
In fact, his eyes were glistening when he turned, but he watcodia white hanky from his pocket and swiped is face immediately. I caught a glimpse of crimson on the cloch vatten no sucked it away again. So, vamos red blood tears?
I’ve lived a long time, but Celestials are only born once every ten vernerations. By the time a new Celestial rrives, people have forgotten the one who existed before it they becoorgate stuff of fairy tales. The ones umans create, not the stories of the Fae, which is something else entry Maison shook his head, his noulders hunching.
still couldn’t tell if he was upset or overcome with joy. Nor could lettresom. Not his thoughts or sentons. He wasn’t sending anything, and this only made me feel weirdan ooorchefect my child was Die to reach into his head.
…you know about them. The people here in Brightsky. They know?”
From stones. Yes. But only Ancients…and there are so few of us left, Larne. Soused far apart. Again. raiet off to fight with whatever he was going through.
waited as patiently as i could.
Enaily Maiach seemed to rally himself. “Only the Ancients know about Celestials from secularpenence Kause everyone around them dies before a new one can be born. More used to know aboodamrootmany hese were smughtered in the Great Wars. And of course, your wolf-kind would have noodaamstaal since ur leaders basically rewrote your history to keep you all subjugated, subdued, and submiss i frowned. “What happened to the last one?”
“I’m not sure what happened to him, but I can tell you his name was Galahad. He wrote the books rail supernaumis. A baxshould add, your leaders have also dismissed and ignored.”
A book of luwe fail supernaturals shook my head, sagging.
Malachi’s lips peeed back to expose his shining canimes. His voice was thick with barely restr iger That, could figure out.
“You can blame me for breaking the Treaty but the real fault lies with those who’ve been lying to.th ople I wasn’t going to argue that prom gow So why and how in my taught a Celestial me I expected him to say he didnt row but March waved languid hand, like this was the least important “Well, she has the blood of an Am argue the of a pureblood wall and the blood of a watch”
Awhat, now? Thinkod zangue, tuna Lanie–
My first instinct was to run for my children. Mason bristled at the idea that a witch had been taking care of them. My heart ached with betrayal and fury, and I stopped myself short of sending a cry to Xander to get the children from their preschool so we could get out of here.
But…Gabriela was his mother.
She’d never shown my children anything but love and support. I shook my head, still tense, and caught sight of Malachi’s bemused expression.
“Gabriela is not a witch, Lanie.”
“A hybrid, then?”
“Not necessarily.” My grandfather gestured at the pitcher on the coffee table. “Have some more lemonade.”
“Why do you have a coffee table?” I muttered, my mind racing. “I’m guessing you don’t drink coffee.”
Malachi got up, poured me a fresh glass, and pressed it into my hand. “Here. Sip this. You wolves can be so fragile sometimes.”
I bristled at that as Lily rose at what we both perceived as an insult. We hadn’t been free to run in so long I couldn’t recall how long it had been. My skin itched.
The vampire only studied me with those green eyes. I still couldn’t quite get over the fact he looked more like my mother’s age, and she only looked to be a few years older than me. He sat back in his chair and crossed one long leg over his knee. He steepled his fingers beneath his chin and watched me.
“Caring is not the same as caring,” he said.
I took a sip of the lemonade. It did make me feel better.
“You’re fearful of the idea of your mother-in-law being a witch because you believe, for no real reason, witches are not to be trusted. This mistrust is what you’ve been fed your entire life.”
“Is that not true?” I thought of Rhiannon. “My personal experience has been that witches think like us, they don’t trust us, either.”
“Do you trust a group that’s made it their mission to accuse you of dastardly deeds at every turn without so much as a scrap of proof or a drop of evidence?”
I sighed and took another sip before setting the glass on the table. “You said that Gabriela isn’t necessarily a hybrid. What does that mean?”
“She might have a witch in her ancestry. It could be several generations in the past. Two or even more. And because witch blood is a recessive trait, it’s likely even she was unaware of carrying it.”
“If it passed to Stella, that means Xander has it, too.” My mouth and throat dried. He was going to lose his shit about this. Malachi sighed.
“Obviously. But again, wolf blood, like vampire blood, is the dominant trait. Whatever witch blood flows in his veins is so diluted it’s barely a trace.”
“It can’t be that diluted if Stella is a Celestial because of it!” My fists clenched on my knees. I wanted to get up and pace but held myself back. I wasn’t going to give Malachi any more reason to accuse me of being fucking fragile.
“Lanie, listen to me. Here at Brightsky, we embrace all supernaturals, pure of blood or not. After all, you are my granddaughter, and you’re not a pureblood vampire. And Celestials are the best of us all.”
“So you say. But you also said you didn’t really know much about them, or what they do. This Galahad guy. He wrote a law book for supernaturals I’ve never even heard of. Which, yeah, I get that’s because both the councils fucked us over, but that doesn’t help me.” I leaned forward to put my elbows on my knees so I could rub my eyes. My head hurt.
Malachi chuckled gently. “How familiar are you with humans, their history, and their beliefs?”
I sat up with a frown. “We live in the human world and consume their media. It’s kind of hard not to be familiar with them even if we don’t interact personally.”
“Then you understand how important the humans’ religious texts are to so many of them. The Book of All is like every single one of their most important religious texts, along with the Hippocratic Oath, the United States Constitution….any document that has ever and continues to impact the way humans relate to each other and their world….That is the Book of All.”
“So this Galahad is like….a prophet or messiah or something like that?” I wasn’t sure I was using those human terms correctly, but Malachi nodded.
“Yes, particularly in the way that those leaders existed so long ago they have taken on a mythical status. Until now, of course, as we have been graced with the appearance of a new prophet.”
Malachi got up to take my hands. His fingers were cold, but his gaze seared into mine.
“Lanie, Stella is destined for a greatness we cannot even imagine. Something so fantastical it will change the entire supernatural world as we know it.”
4o Lanige “How do tad heetant!? How can I prepare her? My voice was strangled.
“You don’t. Shess recocious but stilt too young to understand. You’ll only frianten named Matachis voice ipped low in wanting Tears weiled 10, bomma but I didn’t try to dash them away. if that made me fragila so cene i Matachi itted and handed mesa nandkerchief from his breast pocket. It was of crisp, trones cotton andhrameters faintly f cigar smoke and soninian di incense.
I pressed it to my face dressccond before wiping my tears. I crumpled the fabric in my hand add stuated noting no signs opbloooconwitch was good. I wasn’t squeamish about blood, generally, but after sesestng is red tears. I didn’t want to owner own with the same goth.
“I know this scent: 1 told himml teemember it from my childhood. My mother would be sad sometimes, and he’d always just tell us it was seemedag eer cycle. But it was you, wasn’t it? Somehow, related to you “The lies we tell our childrennacmoacctthens are sometimes the ones that wound us the most, Malachithi aid gravely. “Keep the bankie?”
I wound the cloth around my fingers siriand out lacing them with it. “I never want to lie to my children.
“But you will,” he said. “All parents slod I frowned, feeling stubborn. “I’ve beentieadamy entire life. hhad to lose my entire memory and identity ecause of lies. I won’t do that to my children Etpeeciality not Stella. If she’s really destined for some kind of t on’t even know what, I’m not going to bite sha atocontines won’t have her going into anything un cared…
My voice broke and cracked as my near tezed at the thought of my precious little one bein anger: Malachi squeezed my shoulder gently erretzing is seat again. He watched me strugg ffered no words Finally, I managed to get my voice back. Shes pist patitueqir Malach. No matter what blood flow prough her, shes still just a baby”
seas everything sounding you “And she has you as her mother. Your daughters special, Loupandocare you. A luns with three mate!
wo of them Alphas who share the same sire his unprecedente Gusev unique “As rare as a Celestial? Lasked sarcastically Cut Maachis methowas agreeing how can you wrey y jessure? What do you know every single supernatural in note wood or single mating that has Herrccurred?”
His chuckle raised the hairs on the back of my neck, and Lys Riv cu Ly valva eeth; but Malachi only waved a hand, not at all impressed.stled against Myps cured, baring my hus quantwith a scowl.
ger, and so quick to anger. It’s your duality I suspect. Living with that beast inside you, always trying to get the surface and take control. So many ups and downs. It must be so tiresome.”
hard rather have my ups and downs than be some cold-hearted, emotionless-“I bit off the end of my ntence, not entirely sure what insult I was trying to hurl his way. “I’ve seen you give in to your fury, so don’t t like you don’t. You broke the Treaty.”
“It was time for that Treaty to be broken,” Malachi said.
“Interesting timing, isn’t it? You break the treaty, which directly leads to Mason gaining his Alpha powers, ating two Alphas where there should’ve only been one. I have three mates, and our daughter is a Celestial.” red him. “You had no idea?”
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toThe world turns, granddaughter, and the best we all can do is spin ourselves along with it. There are ces in place so much grander than any one of us. I cannot pretend to understand everything.” Malachi iked at me. “But I can tell you that it’s easy enough to know that no Luna in recent history has had three Tes. You all might’ve been secluded from the rest of the supernatural world, but that does not mean that we haven’t been watching you all very closely.”
“I hate that!”
putes you should. What your councils jointly decided was perhaps on the surface meant as protection, but hehera et only harmed you.”
itslive parents lying to a child,” I said through gritted teeth. Look how well that’s turned out. Besides, Stella eady knows what she is. The Moon Goddess told her. She might not understand what that means, but ! dos. Either do we cacay Allask is that you allow yourselves to settle in here. We’ll find a way to navigate all of this. I sald.lalachi said.
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