Page 133 of Psycho Shifters

Fight it.

I was numb.

The physical pain drifted away into the deepest recesses of my mind. However, there was so much of it that my limbs were locked, immobile. I stood still. My neurons fired improperly, and my fingers twitched.

I couldn’t move.

“Interesting. I have never seen a person defy my power like this. How cute.” The queen walked around me like she was inspecting a shiny sword or a pretty dress. I was an object to her.

“Xerxes and Ascher, you will both be rewarded. Let us finish the job.”

Suddenly, the world spun and blue flames consumed everything.

The biting cold was replaced by a magnificent domed ceiling and shiny marble floor. We were in a massive ballroom, and it sparkled with opulence and wealth.

Outside, the world glimmered, with green hills and bright sun.

We were in the fae castle.

In the fae realm.

My worst nightmare had come to fruition.

Pain still locked all my muscles, but a tear leaked out as I stared at Aran, Jax, and Cobra’s limp bodies.

They were all sprawled on the cold floor.

“Thank you for bringing my daughter back to me.” The fae queen kissed Xerxes’s brow, and my stomach rolled.

She turned around and stared at me.

No, this monster couldn’t be my mother. I wanted to cry.

She floated forward, but instead of coming to me, she fell to her knees in front of Aran.

Gently, she cradled his head in her lap and ran a finger across his brow.

Aran, with his feminine features.

Aran, who smelled like blood and not a beta, who Auntie had called a girl, who’d told me he liked to run growing up, who’d known how to curl my hair, who’d told me he hated his parents.

Aran was the daughter of the fae queen.

Aran was a princess.

Aran was really a girl.

Suddenly, it dawned on me. When the poem took over Auntie, it had said “Heir and friend join and tie.”

Aran was the heir. The poem had been about her, my best friend, the lost fae princess.

This was worse than I could have ever imagined.

I choked on bile and tried to move my paralyzed limbs.

Aran had run away and disguised herself for a reason. Unlike Ascher, she would never betray me. I knew it in the depths of my bones.

“Secure the rest of them. Bring them to the dungeon. Come with me, boys. You shall have your reward.” The fae queen walked away like my entire world wasn’t imploding.