Unraveling Destiny (The Fae Chronicles Book 5)

Loud coughing behind us forced me to release his lips, a saucy smile and muffled laughter bubbling in my throat as Ristan watched.

“By all means, continue. I’ll just stand here, watching,” Ristan commented. “If need be, I’ll be happy to give some pointers as well.”

“I bet you would too, pervert,” I groaned

I watched as Darynda gracefully floated into the room with a steaming cup of coffee, which she set on the nightstand. She was careful to keep it away from little hands as she straightened and smiled down softly at Cade, who placed his head against my breasts and looked at her carefully. Cade was a momma’s boy to his core; he loved to cuddle and would spend countless hours listening to my heartbeat, unlike Kahleena who preferred her father, or Zander who had a tendency of watching us with a frown on his cute little brow. Mere months old, and they’d been hitting milestones that terrified me

“I said that, didn’t I?” I frowned, and he nodded.

“You were perceptive and guarded back then. Now, I just wiggle my eyebrows and your clothes just fall off,” he laughed.

“That’s not how that works. You take them off with magic; I have very little to do with it,” I groaned. “Gods save me, but I love you. Even though you drive me batshit crazy, Fairy,” I smiled. “But you can’t know what the future will hold. Everything can change in a blink of an eye around here. Let’s just try to focus on today,” I whispered as I leaned over to kiss him, only to hear all three babies begin to snuffle and cry. They had something against Mommy and Daddy kissing. It was both cute and annoying at the same time. Zander grabbed his father’s hair, and Kahleena wailed while shedding big fat alligator tears as she tried to push me away from him. Cade…well, Cade growled like a puppy, a trait he’d inherited from his father.

“Maybe they were sent by the Mages,” he groaned and pulled away.

“Told you,” I laughed, as a knock at the door disrupted the bliss inside the bedroom. I watched as Ryder looked in my direction, quickly glamouring me into a pair of jeans and a black T-shirt. Once he was satisfied that I was dressed properly, he quickly kissed my cheek, much to the dismay of the babies, if the disgruntled looks on their faces were anything to go by.

“Enter,” he called out, his eyes twinkling as Kahleena made a growling noise while she watched him, her lip puckered out.

“It’s about time you got the fuck up,” Ristan quipped as he peered around the door at us, his eyes filled with laughter. He leaned against the doorjamb, much to the delight of Kahleena, who gurgled and held her arms up, ignoring her father for her favorite uncle. He returned her smile, wiggling his fingers at her in hello. “We’ve got a huge problem. One that can’t wait for you to eye-fuck each other or for you to cuddle the little beasties,” he said softly.

“What is it?” I asked, curious to know why his mood had shifted so quickly from playful to cautious.

“I think I know why you keep feeling pain, and why we are feeling a disturbance in Faery. I’ve taken the liberty of calling in the handmaidens. They’ll take the babies to the nursery; the Elite Guard is waiting downstairs for you to join us. What we just discovered is something that is hard to explain without showing you.”