Chapter 98
Sunlight filtered through the canopy in golden streams, catching on the tiny glints of glowing orbs drifting lazily in the breeze, Forest spirits, drawn to the magic that pulsed through my veins like a living drumbeat.
Lachlan stood beside me in the clearing, barefoot in the moss, staff in one hand, that wild look of pride and hunger the knowledge lighting up his stupidly gorgeous face. “Right, mo ghrá. Time we see just how much elemental affinity ye’ve got in those banes
Lyssira let out a rumbling purr inside me. “Show him, Elowen. Show them all.
“Let’s do it,” I breathed.
He started with water. Lachlan drew a lazy sigil in the air, the tip of his staff glowing soft blue. A ribbon of water rose from the nearby creek and curled around us like a serpent.
“Water listens, aye?” he said, his accent thick and low. “It responds tae calm, tae grace. Open yerself tae it.”
I closed my eyes, breathing in deep. My hand lifted, fingers brushing the sigil he’d drawn, and suddenly, the water danced for me. Tendrils spiraled from the stream and arched overhead, reflecting sunlight in dazzling rainbow shards.
The forest spirits chittered and circled closer.
Then came earth. He guided my palm to the moss covered ground, murmuring, “Call tae the roots. Feel what’s beneath. Let it rise.
The ground hummed under my fingers. A low vibration echoed in my bones. With a pulse of energy, thick vines erupted from the earth coiling like living armor around my legs, protective but gentle.
“Good lass,” Lachlan whispered. “Like a fuckin‘ fae queen…”
I laughed breathlessly. Then he moved to air. A swirl of wind circled me the moment I called it. My hair whipped around me, my skin tingling as I felt the air respond, not just to my power, but to my emotions.
Lachlan lifted his hands, a satisfied grin spreading across his lips. “She’s doin‘ it.”
Then came the most dangerous, fire. I summoned it slowly and carefully. A small flame sparked in my palm. I cupped it like a prayer, then released it upward into the sky where it exploded into a quiet flare of light.
*You were made for this,” Lyssira whispered, her voice full of awe.
Across the clearing, Dazon and Ash were sparring like the testosterone fueled alphas they were. Muscles gleaming, fists flying, the crack of skin on skin echoing through the woods.
Suddenly…whoosh…a stream of water blasted from Daxon’s outstretched palm and slammed into Ash’s chest, sending him flying juto a pile of leaves.
“What the actual fuck, Ash gasped, soaked and stunned.
Daxon just blinked at his hand like it had betrayed him. I…I didn’t mean to do that.
Lachlan and I turned slowly. “Ye just used my magic,” Lachlan said, stunned. “That was water, lad.”
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Chapter 98
Daxon’s eyes locked with mine. ‘Elowen… what the hell is happening to us?”
We didn’t wait. We ran straight to Isolde and Alaric.The moment Lachlan explained, the elder witches were elated.
“Of course, Alaric murmured, pacing. ‘Yer bond isn’t just emotional or physical, it’s mystical. Sacred. Deeply entwined.
Isolde’s eyes gleamed as she clapped her hands. “Aye, we can strengthen it further. Anchor it. If ye three” she pointed at my mates, are already sharin‘ magic, then it’s time we formalize that bond. Create a soul circle.”
That night, under the waning moon, we stood in a ring of carved stones, with runes glowing in ancient script. The coven hummed in unison, surrounding us, weaving protective spells.
Lachlan, Daxon, Ashrian, and I stood at each point of the circle, hands outstretched, hearts wide open.
Alaric’s voice thundered through the clearing. “By the old blood an‘ the sacred bond, we draw power from love, from truth, from fate. Let them be united nae just in flesh and soul, but in power.”
The runes blazed white hot. My hands shot out, grasping each of theirs. Energy surged into me, fire, water, earth, air, all of it, pouring between us, through us. Our bond ignited like a nova.
I could feel them, all of them, inside me. Their breath. Their pulse. Their thoughts brushing mine. Lachlan’s magic danced in my veins. fire and water both answering my call. Daxon’s brute strength grounded me like stone. Ashrian’s control sparked like lightning.
Lyssira howled in sheer joy. “We are one,” she growled.
And we were. It felt perfect. Right. But I was still missing something deep in my chest. I knew there were two more mates out there.
We were still incomplete.
