Page 6 of Fortune Fae Academy
I knew that to be true. Gina had run from Seif and risked her life for her Betas. She clearly had no interest in being an Omega at all, but that was what she had been born into.
This Shard, though… What if removing it could finally give her the future she desired?
Sibyl didn’t deserve to become Etu’s plaything, but she’d been pushing us toward this future.
I could only trust that she had a plan.
Despite my faith in Sibyl, I knew it was wrong to entertain Amell’s proposal. Whatever the pure timeline entailed, it wouldn’t be good for the future of the fae races.
Selfishly, I didn’t care about the fae.
They’d never cared about me.
Gina, though. Gina was worth a million lives.
A trillion.
Maybe more.
So against the sputtering of what remained of my moral compass, I flexed my fingers and responded to the Elder.
“What would you have us do?”
How didit come to this?I wondered as I hugged myself in the dark cell.
Everything had gone up in flames.
I’d trusted Axel, and I would have allowed him to put the control collar on me if asked, and then returned to the Academy. Perhaps he’d read the future and knew that I would have agreed anyway. But it did rub me the wrong way that it had happened while I’d been unconscious.
Thus was the murky sense of ethical behavior for an Alpha, especially one like Axel. He did what he thought was right and didn’t apologize for it—at least, not unless he felt he needed to.
Now that collar hummed with quiet submission to the two Alphas in the room.
Amell clearly wanted to see what would happen, so he’d muted its effects, leaving me at the mercy of my instincts.
Those instincts told me we were walking the right path, but the future was a fickle beast.
It would be so easy for the future I had in mind to slip between my fingers. Too many things could go wrong.
Too many things hadalreadygone wrong.
I wouldn’t make the mistake again of placing the future in others’ hands. Even if it was against Axel’s wishes.
Or Seifiek’s, I mentally added.
Because I had both Alphas to contend with now.
The rolling thunder of two Alphas growling swept through me. The invasion of the intense vibrations made me shiver and whimper as my need rose to the surface.
I couldn’t help but respond to their call.
My body knew what it was supposed to do. I was an Omega in desperate need of my Alpha’s knot—either of them would suffice.
Or both, my mind offered with a small thrill of dangerous excitement.
A mewl escaped my lips, my body longing to be touched.
To be taken.
