MATED TO THE ALPHA AND HIS BETA - Season 5 Episode 15

Lanie

“No!” Stella’s command rang throughout the villa like a clap of thunder. It was enough to stop my grandfather in his tracks. He took a couple of steps back, a hand on his chest. He looked so astounded and affronted that I couldn’t help myself. I burst into a loud round of guffaws. “She’s stronger than you are,” I told him proudly. Malachi’s lip curled. “She wouldn’t even be a Celestial if it weren’t for me.” “The moment you reveal to the High Council that you know their game, you push them to attack. And you’re not ready to face that,” Stella said. “Are you ready to listen to me?” “I need a drink.” Malachi strode to his bar cart and poured himself a tall glass of red fluid from a carafe. He drained it quickly and poured another. took my seat again on the couch. “Tell us everything we need to know, honey.” Stella linked her fingers together in front of her and bowed her head for a moment. I was learning to tell what was going on with her. How she needed moments to process the information in her mind. It took only a few seconds, but I had a feeling she’d worked through an almost infinite number of

connections and scenarios before she looked back to me In that moment, my heart ached for the burdens my daughter faced. Yet, there was no denying my pride and my awe. Stella hadn’t been on this earth very long, but she’d already made such a difference. “Yes, yes, get on with it,” Malachi said in a bored tone. Stella didn’t seem to take offense, although I did on her behalf. My grandfather was a really arrogant pain in the a ss sometimes, and that was saying something, considering the Alpha males I was mated to. “Gabriela was never on the side of the High Council, no matter what her husband did or wanted. They all knew it, and, even though they were hell bent on keeping the knowledge of any other supernaturals

away from- their next generation, they had connections with witch kind.” Stella crossed to the bar cart and poured herself a drink from the jug of water. She also got one for me, which she pressed into my hand. “Drink, Mother.” +hadn’t realized how thirsty I was until she said something, and I c hugged the water down. Stella sat next to me on the couch again. She heaved a heavy sigh, and put my arm around her shoulders. done. “Take your time, honey,” I told her, even though I was desperate to discover what the High Council had 1/2 Chapter 415 “After the Great Wars, the High Council knew it was possible for them to lose control again, no matter how hard they clung to it. No matter what atrocities they planned or put into place. They wanted a failsafe. Some guarantee of protection, and of course they couldn’t request it from the Moon Goddess. Everything they did was performed outside of her light.” Stella finished her water and put the glass on the coffee table. “And Orion offered them Gabriela as that protection? How?” I asked her. “Because they knew that Gabriela would be on any side that opposed them. They had a powerful warlock integrate her with a third eye,” Stella said. Malachi actually gasped. “That’s- “Don’t say impossible,” I cut in. “You’ve been declaring that nothing she tells us is possible when clearly, all of it is.” Stella smiled at me. “He has a reason to be incredulous. Integrating a third eye into anyone, much less an

unknowing and likely unwilling subject is a task even the most powerful warlocks and witches would struggle with.” “Yet, they managed,” Malachi said. She nodded. “They killed the warlock, immediately after, and the High Council members who found him are also dead. So there’s nobody alive who can remove it from her.” “What does the third eye do? I assume you’re not talking about an actual eye,” I added, thinking that surely I’d have seen it if Gabriela had another eye on her face. “It’s internal, yes. It allows anyone who has a scrying tool connected to it to see what the third eye sees. “A mirror, a crystal ball, a pool of water. Even a glass of wine can be a scrying tool,” Malachi said, sin was obvious I didn’t know what she was talking about. For once, he didn’t sound smug or patronizing about it. “Exactly,” Stella said. “So, they can see whatever Gabriela is seeing by looking at this scrying tool?” “Which gives them access to most anything here in Brightsky,” my grandfather added. “Of course, Gabriela hasn’t been given permission to visit any of our heavier secured areas…” “But she could see the spiders,” Stella said. “And so far, that’s been enough. If they manage to kill enough of them, they’ll be able to do whatever else they want.”