Page 39 of Darkness Colliding
“We’ll find him, Vi.” His lips brush against my temple, and I let my tired eyes close to the feel of it.
What did I think would happen? He broke our bond, and I let him walk out of my life.
The pity party is still at the front of my mind, even as magic starts to swirl in the breeze. Nollix lifts his palm as his fingers start to drift away from him on glittering specs. The wind carries away each little piece of him.
My father’s magic isn’t hiding me away and the Underworld isn’t veiling us anymore. We’re back in the real world for less than ten minutes and it’s happening already.
The power of nature is all around us once again. And it wastes no time welcoming us home.
“The Wild Hunt has shit timing,” Nollix whispers as his face starts to swirl away, his body leaving me slowly as my own hands start to break down into that beautiful dust.
A tear slips down my cheek. It dampens my skin for a single second before the magic rips it away too. And then I’m swirling into the crisp night air.
If it were different, if things were different, I’d enjoy the feel of our flight. It’s one of my favorite things. Letting my life glitter across the stars as we journey into an unknown place.
I carry my heavy worry with me as we travel to where ever our magic takes us.
Then we land. My feet hit the grass, and the women before me are familiar. Their long hair sways in the breeze, and their white dresses drift along the dirt. The three Reveries chant a quiet sound that I remember hearing when I first became a member of the Wild Hunt. It’s a spell specifically for us.
Their thick words carry into the night for several moments.
And when I lock eyes with the Warlock before me, my words catch in my throat. His gaze drifts past me, into the forest beyond, and my heart sinks as I realize the veil is back in place and he can’t see me. I know the moment the power of the Wild Hunt ties into his blood. Because his gaze focuses solely on me. He steps away from the three Reveries, swooping under their arms and his quick steps bring him to me in an instant.
His hands settle low on my hips as his attention shifts across my features, like he hasn’t seen me in years instead of hours. The feel of his shoulders beneath my palms has me pulling him closer.
“Why did you do that?”
He left his life to join us. He joined us in this in between that we’re stuck in away from the rest of the world. And he’s smiling about it.
He’s either a genius or an idiot.
“When you left me, when I couldn’t see you any more, it was fucking terrifying. But I remembered how the Wild Hunt would accept my sorry ass.” His attention shifts to Nollix and Link, and the two Fae pass a sarcastic smirk between themselves. His words pull my gaze back to him. “I spent my whole life without you, Vi. I spent my whole life trying to figure out where I belong.” His head dips low and his tone becomes a promising sound that makes tears come to my eyes for the second time tonight. “I belong right here. With you. Besides,” his gaze passes to the two Fae at my side. “I know how much Cupcake missed me while I was gone.”
Nollix steps closer until his palm wraps around my hip. Link holds my gaze, and I reach out to him, tangling my fingers with his.
“He was pretty worried about you.” Link’s lips tilt into a smile.
“I did miss you, Warlock.” Nollix’s serious tone has a hint of confusion slipping into Cameron’s features. “I missed the way she smiles when you make those stupid jokes.” He kisses my cheek, and, for a moment, happiness is all I can feel.
The bond of magic between the four of us heightens the feeling of contentment into this warm feeling that tingles all through me.
We have the rest of our lives to feel this way; this perfect feeling of belonging.
I still feel it, even as the wind picks up.
I feel it even as the glittering magic of the Wild Hunt starts to pull the four of us away.
The End.
