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When World's Collide, Chapter 03

**431 BCE Temple of Artemis in Phokis, Land of the Gods, Ancient Greece **

*Daughters of Artemis*

I had been meditating in prayer all morning to prepare for the hunt that awaited me after the Champion would reveal themselves to me. I could feel the pangs of hunger tug at my innards as I tried convincing myself there was a purpose to this ritual. I normally didn't question the ways of Artemis, since as a Daughter but more importantly as the Leader, it wasn't my place. But after a full moon cycle and half of the next with just water in my body, my mind was starting to question. My senses were so attuned to the forest beyond the creek that the Temple had been built upon, that I recognized immediately the sound of footsteps on the clay rooftop of the Temple.

I turned abruptly, blinded by the light of the midday sun. I could see a silhouette at the very top of the shrine and I immediately grew weary of whoever was crouched there. I could see the golden helm glinting with the sun's blaze as the crimson dyed fibres crowned the very top. 'Maybe this was a Spartan.' I thought to myself. The last Spartans that had come across here had left a sour taste behind their advances. At least when I refused with my blade they had been smart enough to leave. I had been lucky, the Athenian guards only understood when their blood soaked my sandals.

I observed the stranger raise their hand and down from the skies as if sent by Zeus himself, an eagle landed on their forearm. My heart started racing as realization slowly dawned on me of who this could be. I didn't dare get my hopes up, I was certain I could not be so lucky for the Champion to be such a character as the incredible things I had heard. In the market bartering for metal, I had overheard recently that the Eagle Bearer had taken down four Mercenaries with a wolf by her side. Could I dare to hope that the Eagle Bearer and our Champion could be one and the same?

A shiver ran through me at the thought. Here I was delighting in a situation that would end tragically for me at best. I knew I was ready to face Artemis' will, for me there was never any doubt. When I assumed the Leadership role, I knew that I would give up anything for Artemis' will to be followed. She who gave us the hunt and its mysteries, She who gave us the moon and her pleasures. She who provided safe passage for new life into this world had given us many gifts that deserved devotion. I was free through the hunt, my heart raced at it. My life was my own when in motion and yet the peace it all gave my soul was something I could never quite give up falling out of Artemis' favour.

I needed to know who this was. I knew Artemis was making me impatient for a reason. I could feel the winds shifting the last new moon shifts had been signalling the Champion's arrival. Even if she wasn't the Champion, I wanted to meet such a strong woman warrior before my lifetime was done. I found myself hoping this was who I believed it was. I watched as the stranger effortlessly jumped down from the incredible height, bending their knees perfectly to support the jump like a cat would do. Their attention snapped onto me as they approached and I still couldn't tell who this was. The silver mercenary breastplate shone in the sun as did the silver and crimson gauntlets and greaves. I pulled out my weapon in preparation for a confrontation just in case this wasn't a friendly meeting. We were in a war after all, and the times were not peaceful.

It was only when the helm came off that I could see the brown flowing braid reveal itself from it's confine, falling to one well-defined broad shoulder. The woman was impossibly tall as she towered getting closer to me. I was almost distracted by her beauty as her rich earth brown eyes cast upon me. The way she walked with confidence and strength were things you'd think of the Gods and not mere mortals. There was something special about this beautiful woman, I could sense it from the minute she stood. I felt my senses prickle at her devastating beauty as my throat ran dry at her defined physique. Her regal neck was exposed without the helm and her face was a mirage on its own. She wore an amused expression on the perfectly plump lips that slightly parted with a smile. Her eyes shining with humour as one of her perfectly kept eyebrows raised.

"This is sacred ground. You should not be here." I pressed trying to shake off the feeling of shame I had over her beauty. "Well? Either leave or tell me what you want. Who are you?"

"I'm a Misthios. I'm not here to start trouble, but if that's what you want I'll end it." She explained more amused than threatening as I cursed at myself with how my body reacted to her voice.

"Your name" I demanded, needing to know as she seemed to weigh how much she wanted to say or how to say it.

"I'm Kassandra. Some call me the Eagle Bearer." She finally spoke and I felt a wave of excitement flow through me like never before.

I could feel the soft breeze of Artemis flow from behind me towards Kassandra confirming what I had suspected.

"I am Daphnae, leader of the Daughters of Artemis, and you might be exactly who I've been looking for." I explained and she looked intrigued at my words.

I knew this was dangerous from the moment my eyes landed on her. I was chaste in my vows, but that didn't mean I had never known attraction. The way Kassandra's eyes scanned my body as we spoke and her alluring tone had my carnal needs screaming at me more than my hunger or my need to hunt. I shivered feeling the danger of the hunt begin in a completely different way.

**Modern Day Toronto**

Kassandra

I kept shaking my head as the tears that ran down my cheeks betrayed my emotions, even if I knew they could cost me my life. 'Was this true? Was I looking into a familiar face after all these years?' I questioned myself and my sanity as I watched Daphnae walk further into the room and nod at the blonde Doctor, who in turn cleared her throat.

"Well, it seems I have proven you wrong in at least that regard." Lauren mused triumphantly nodding to herself. "The look you wear, I've seen it many times on Bo's face."

"Lauren, please." Daphnae interrupted her and the Doctor chuckled in silent agreement. Nobody noticed how my body visibly froze with shock at the sound of the Huntress' voice.

"Yes, yes indeed Daphnae." Lauren continued as she turned to look at me again. "Misthios, since it seems I have done you a pleasant favour with this introduction, how about you return me the civility and share with me your name?"

My eyes fixed back on the blonde as I weighed my options here. I knew the woman was smart and she could probably find out who I was eventually, but I didn't want to give up the last ounce of control I still had. The fact that Daphnae had not given them my name was not lost on me either.

"You seem smart Daughter of Hipokrates. In my lifetime things were earned, not asked." I explained and even though Lauren was taken aback by my English she didn't comment. My eyes met Daphnae's for a brief moment at the mention of earning, but I was back to the Doctor soon enough.

"Find me through time in the Peloponesian War.

Blessed by both Zeus and Poseidon,

but of all a favourite of Artemis.

Grandaughter of a Lion, but Daughter of a Wolf.

Eagles and Beasts were both at my request,

One to tame and love, the others slain away." I explained with a smirk as the Doctor's smile grew with incredulous myrth.

"You're challenging me to a riddle?" The Doctor asked as my brow raised.

"Earn my name, Doctor." I challenged and this seemed to satisfy her immensely.

With no other word the blonde nodded, already turning her mind to thought. She patted Daphnae's shoulder and without another word she exited the room. I could hear the heavy locks of a steel mechanism being done up and I threw the Huntress a questioning gaze as she held up a set of keys.

"It's the only way they let me untie you." Daphnae explained as she moved closer to me. "Malaka, even now… the messes you get yourself into."

Her hands moved diligently over each restraint, as the chains dropped from my legs she moved up to my arms. From the position I was in, tied to the bed, the Huntress had to straddle me in order to reach them all. She was so close to me that I was able to take in her scent. As always she smelled of the richest earth, the finest bark, and a hint of smokiness from a campfire. I had longed to take in her scent for thousands of years.

"I know this is very confusing for you, but I can tell you it's certainly very confusing for me as well." said the Leader of the Daughters of Artemis, looking into my eyes searing my soul as she continued. "I'm sure you don't trust me after all this time."

With that I heard the last chain that held my hands drop, and I grabbed the woman's soft neck by the back pulling her face to mine until her lips melted onto my own. I needed to know she was real, that she was in my arms, and that this wasn't an illusion. Daphnae's gasp made the opportunity for my tongue to part her lips as she responded to the dance we both still knew so well.

Daphnae's hands bunched up my shirt as she pulled me closer, her long slender legs wrapping around my waist, now straddling me fully. I was drunk again, on the nectar of the Gods. On the beauty of this beast too wild for even me to tame. The Huntress moaned again when I guided her hips against my own, my hands now resting on her full bottom. My head fell back while she kissed and nipped at my neck. Her lips moving feverishly and with a desperation that I understood perfectly because it came from time spent apart. Even though thousands of years had passed, I was completely at her mercy as my body responded to her without a stutter, my hips rising to meet her own.

I whimpered pitifully when I felt the coldness that meant we had separated from the heavy contact. Daphnae breathed wildly on top of me as our eyes met for a moment, she smiled at me sheepishly as my own smile turned smug. I still had it when it came to the Huntress.

"Kassandra." The warning tone sent a shiver down my spine. The times changed, but it seemed we hadn't. Neither had the game we played up until that night in Chios. She swatted my shoulder with her hand softly as she laughed.

"It's nice to see you again as well. It's been centuries since I saw a familiar face." I explained with a sigh as I tried to think clearly. Daphnae's tanned skin was as soft as ever while my hands reacquainted themselves with the older territory.

"About that-" Daphnae tried while her hands ran up and down my collarbone trailing fire in their wake. I shook my head closing that door.

"You know I can't talk about work, no matter the era." I explained as those lovely thick dark brows shot up in thought as her hazel eyes searched my own.

"So Bo was work?" Daphnae tried again and I chuckled at her insistence.

"Is this the Grand Plan? Are you seducing information out of me?" I asked but the scoff that met my words cut me off. Daphnae rolled her eyes as she got off me, chuckling incredulously as she did so.

"You kissed me for once, Kassandra! I know you, or at least who you were and I didn't even give them your name! I could get killed for aiding you instead of them!" Daphnae explained, now pacing the room as I sat at the edge of the bed. Her heavy Greek accent covering her every word.

"How can I trust you when you are conferring with these Cultists?" I asked exasperated, finally having someone to vent my frustration to after so many years was making me blurt out mistakes.

"Cultists!? Is that why you're here? Are you still fighting Cultists, Kassandra?" Daphnae asked me wide-eyed.

"I've already spoken too much to you as always… I really shouldn't tell you, Daphnae." I caught myself as I looked down with regret.

The woman's eyes softened and she dropped to her knees taking my hands in hers, her eyes met mine filled with worry. It was as if we were hoping to convey a million things with our eyes rather than our lips.

"Kassandra, have you been alone all this time?" she asked me, her eyes full of sorrow and compassion.

"I have." I sighed, defeated at the weight of the words that held me down. "I think I have a friend, more like a co-worker… if that."

"Your friend-" Daphnae tried but I shook my head with finality.

"No. I'm not talking about me anymore. I had orders, a contract as always." I scoffed as I thought of the last time we saw each other. The scorn in Daphnae's face along with the anger. "Besides, weren't you going to kill me next time our paths crossed?" I asked spitefully.

"Kassandra, that was in another life altogether." the Huntress defended herself as I nodded feeling scorned.

"Exactly." I challenged. "If that's the case, how can I trust someone I don't know anymore?"

Daphnae looked hurt at my words, but like the warrior she was, she was quick to hide it. She stood her full height and sat across from me in a small loveseat, pondering what had been said since the moment our lips had parted. I gave her time as I savoured the tingle that her lips left on my own. I hadn't meant to kiss her, but the temptation after so much time filled with longing for the woman that had broken my heart in Chios proved too much a Beast to slay. Daphnae's voice broke through our musings. Her deep tone and the raspy melody was music to my ears.

"Do you remember when you brought me the Nemean Lion's pelt?" Daphnae asked quietly and I nodded.

"How could I forget? It was the first time you kissed me." I smiled remembering the moment fondly as I had for thousands of years.

"I had wanted to kiss you for so long." the Huntress remembered with a smile.

"As had I…" I agreed but shook my head "And yet we parted in Chios… You chose your duty to Artemis over our..friendship, over us."

"No." Daphnae's voice was as adamant as the force with which she shook her head negative. In an instant, she had crossed the space between us and held my face in her hands as we looked into each other's eyes. I could tell by her haunted look this had been something she had been carrying through time. I knew how much a regret could fester over the years.

"I wanted to choose you Kassandra, but being with a human, even one as God-like as you… It was forbidden under penalty of death." Daphnae's words filled the void between us like a boulder falling into a cave.

The information sank into my system as I leaned into her touch closing my eyes. She was Fae. So many years I had spent thinking Daphnae had forgotten me willfully, and now everything had made so much sense. I closed my eyes, and it was only when I felt her kiss my tears away that I realized I had been crying.

"I wanted to tell you I was Fae, I wanted to make things work with you." Daphnae whispered like a prayer against my skin.

"I would have understood. There was so much I wanted to tell you. I would have loved to figure out how to have a life with you." The pain in my voice was evident in my words as I regret now more than ever, each second I had passed away from her.

"Kassandra, you would have aged. Life would have moved on and yet I would remain unchanged through the years. It's why we are nomadic, the Daughters reign on and I am still their Leader." Daphnae explained the complication as I laughed at the irony while bitterness rose to my throat.

"They have a sense of humour. The Gods." I quoted the Huntress from so long ago as she nodded her head in agreement.

"I must assume you found a way to live." Dpahnae's voice broke as if she had just come to the realization I had moments ago.

"I cannot trust you with how right now, but you should've tried me." I frowned as I kissed her dark hair.

The loud banging on the metal door startled me enough to jump back. Daphnae sighed as she threw a longing glance at the door before patting my leg. Some Misthios I was, I scoffed at myself angrily. The Huntress rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"They will knock again three times. We don't have much time so we need to spend it wisely." Daphnae explained.

"Let's not waste any more time, Daphnae." I tried as the Huntress laughed and gave in, pushing me on my back while kissing me deeply.

It took awhile for us to regain composure but by the second knock Daphnae was taking my Chiton off so she could check my wounds. It took all my willpower to not entice the woman further, but I knew she was caught in a dangerous position now. These people would want answers from me, and she was a token of gratitude at best, a spy at worst. Any sway in her position from the favour could cost her dearly. The warrior sounded pleased as she reviewed the skin on my collarbone that had split to make way for the bone. I shivered under her touch again, feeling vulnerable.

"I am impressed you tattooed the paint on you." Daphnae broke the silence after letting me get dressed once more, knowing the third knock was coming soon.

"It meant something to me." I explained as her eyes teared up.

"I will come back tomorrow, I promise. I know you hate not being able to tell time, so I will open the window's curtain for you. I wish I could say I will leave you with no bounds, but if they know anything it's that you are dangerous." Daphnae admitted as she moved to open the curtains in a bit of a ramble.

"How do they know that?" I asked curious as Daphnae laughed.

"As always Kassandra, you're way in over your head in trouble and you somehow don't realize it." Daphnae teased as she motioned for me to lay on the bed to which I obliged.

"Me? Trouble? I am hurt by your words, Huntress." I mocked as the woman chuckled on top of me, having already bound my legs.

"Kassandra, you are trouble incarnate." Daphnae smiled before she kissed me deeply, making me sigh into her lips and melt into her body. "It's been so long since anyone had called me by my rightful rank."

"You'll always be the Lead Huntress to me." I flirted, now fully bound but wanting another smile from the woman.

"Beast Slayer, please... Please try not to make too much of a mess before I come back. I need to clean this mess up even if I don't understand it." Daphnae begged before placing a chaste kiss on my lips as the third set of bangs on the door came.

"Be safe, Daphnae. Beware of snakes in the grass." I whispered and then she stood as the door opened and she exited leaving me with my thoughts.

As the night came and progressed I thought more and more about the encounter. I didn't want to give into Cultists, but Daphnae sounded sincere in every word so far. Her surprise was genuine when I spoke of the Cult, her confusion real when we spoke of Bo, her heartbreak was real when we spoke of Chios.

Somehow morning surprised me with it's warmth. The sun was hot on my cheeks and high in the sky when I awoke. It had been the first time in nearly a thousand years that I had slept, and soundly at that. The chains bit at my skin as I tried to stretch my limbs. I couldn't wait for Daphnae to come back. I wanted to walk around the room, stretch my limbs for real, maybe even train a bit and keep my form. I hated getting this badly injured because it always took time for me to get back to form. I heard the door open and tried to still my hammering heart, it was done for me when the bearded man came into the room. Dyson, who had voted to spare my life.

"Good morning, Misthios." the man smiled as he walked in with a tray. "I saw you slept late today so I sent Daphnae a message to not rush over."

"Who gave you that authority?" I almost snarled at the jealousy that flared within me.

"Nobody, don't get me wrong here please." he defended with a smile as he sat the food on the bedside table. I remained chained and the door remained ajar so I knew I wasn't viewed completely friendly here. "I know Daphnae is having issues keeping this contained from the Dark Fae's Elders. I am just giving her time to assess the situation."

"Why so chummy? Thought you Light Fae don't like the Dark Fae." I raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

"I know, but you're interesting and she needs someone to cut her a break. I've been where you are with another Succubus. I thought she was someone else and long story short she used me in a slightly worse way than Bo used you." the man explained as he offered me a piece of bread and I glared at him.

"Fair enough, I'd assume the same. Look." Dyson chuckled and bit into the bread, eggs, and ham himself before taking a small sip of the orange juice. "All clear, on my blood oath."

"You all say that like it's your life that depends on it." I noted remembering when Daphnae had said it to Lauren as I took a bit from the bread he offered again.

"It is. A Blood Oath means that you are wagering your life in whatever it is you're offering security on. It's more than a promise because breaking it would mean death." the man explained as he fed me with a gentleness I didn't expect.

Conversation flowed naturally between Dyson and me as the morning moved along. I was surprised at how many situations the wolf shifter and I had in common. It was when we were laughing about Dyson getting caught in a barn thrusting into a farmer's daughter that Daphnae had made her appearance. I could swear I saw a glare pass between the two, but when Daphnae arrived with bags smelling delicious Dyson took it as his cue to leave.

After the door had been closed and my restraints had fallen the sun was already brightly announcing the quick approach of sunset. Daphnae had herself busy spreading the food out evenly on the carpet in front of the bed. I walked up behind her snaking my arms around her waist and kissing her neck.

"I missed being graced by your beauty." I whispered against her skin meaning now and what seemed like forever.

"It seemed you were well accompanied by Dyson." Daphnae accused as my smile widened.

"Are… are you jealous?" I asked as she huffed frustrated and she forced me to sit and eat.

Wild boar stew full of potatoes and carrots, freshly baked bread with olive oil and spices, freshly picked berries and cheese to finish was nothing but homesickness being healed as much as it could in modern times. Daphnae had remembered after all these years what my favourite meal was. It touched my heart the fact that she was reaching into an array of ancient memories to make me feel comforted in this wild situation.

"Dyson was here because he says he's been where I am. He was painfully fed on by another Succubus and thought I needed the support." I explained shrugging, hoping to set her worries at ease. "He reminds me of Brasidas."

Daphnae's brows furrowed together as her eyes met mine in confusion for a split second. It was almost as if I watched a veil being lifted from her eyes and realization smacked her in the head. I could see the fury rise within the Huntress and I welcomed it, I felt it too. I felt dirty, used, and spoiled to some degree.

"Wait Kassandra, you mean to tell me that before I found you broken in that room, you… she… Bo fed off of you? She…" I could see Daphnae's hands shake as she reached for a weapon she no longer carried. Years of repetition deeply seeded into her movements.

"I thought you were aware." I scoffed with sarcasm "Weren't these your friends?"

"Don't push your luck here Kassandra, let's get you washed up before I have to leave you for the night." Daphnae warned and I nodded knowing she needed the space. "I just want you to think about this Eagle Bearer, they are letting us see each other. How much longer until they continue to do so with you holding back information?"

"Do you want me to break my own set of morals that have guided me for centuries? Shaped me?" I asked incredulously to her request.

"No. But let me tell you, if it was you in Bo's position, I would go down and fight Hades himself for you. I would never give up on you again. For years you slayed beasts for me, so is it that hard to understand Lauren's point of view?"

**BO**

My eyes fluttered open at the sound of glass breaking and wood crashing on the floor. I tried to get up but couldn't move my limbs. I could see I was in my room and the curtains were drawn. There was medical equipment around me and I was hooked up to several machines. Before I could wonder on it much I heard two sets of footsteps join in the hallway as the crashing continued.

The last thing I could remember was that Lauren had gone off downstairs to research how to understand the stranger and I was fighting for my life. I remember so much blood pouring out of me as I tried time and time again to feed on the Assassin to no avail. Then something happened and… I was able to heal? I groaned and closed my eyes in pain recalling how the ruthless dark monster had come out from within me. How the Dark Queen had come out to feed off this soul until it was satiated. How savage it had been. Tears filled my eyes at the memory. The stranger's taste fueling the fire and the darkness since it was Ancient, pure and unwavering. It scared me. If I had to compare her taste to anything I had ever tried I'd have to go with Persephone.

"Daphnae, please try to understand…" Lauren's voice startled me but it brought me comfort knowing she wasn't in danger.

I knew Daphnae and Lauren had met through a research project Lauren had conducted for Evony. Lauren needed a hunter, better than a Borrero, fiercer than a Shifter, and faster than a Tracker to catch a human scientist who was meddling with being Fae. Evony, as always had the perfect person for the job, although this time she was absolutely right. The scientist had turned himself into an abomination worse than Massimo, but in a month the Fae Leader of a Huntress group called the Daughters of Artemis had captured and killed him. When Lauren was given the man's 'pelt' she knew she could count on Daphnae often, and she did. The two had collaborated happily, building a strong friendship through art and ancient languages. Lauren learned about the nomadic practices of Daphnae's clan from firsthand accounts, so I couldn't understand why she would be so upset now.

"How could you out of all people ask me to calm down after such a monstrosity?" Daphnae raged at who I could assume was Lauren pacing the hallway.

"What happened with Bo, it happens all the time when she's low-"

"That doesn't make it right Lauren! When I wept at the state that K- she was in. You had her tortured, starved, and you chained her up unable to heal. I looked past all that for the sake of our friendship, for the sake of circumstances and context… but rape? You want me to brush away such a heinous thing as that?" The Huntress demanded and I flinched as I realized what they were talking about. 'The Darkness was brutal with her.' I thought to myself.

"It's not like that! When a Succubus feeds, the subject experiences euphoria, they want it, they're a willing participant." Lauren explained but I heard something else crash as Daphnae looked for release.

"They want it because she makes them want it, Lauren." Daphnae's voice was low and final and I could hear the silence stretch beside them as someone else's footsteps came up the stairs.

"Daphnae, Bo is not a monster. I assure you it's not rape; biologically-"

"Lauren, you're a Doctor! Listen to yourself, remember your oath! I won't tell you anything else, but you fail to realize that the creature sitting in that room was not only a dear friend but a protector of Hipokrates himself!" Daphnae roared and silence fell again.

"Ladies, nothing will get solved with a screaming match." Dyson joined in as I heard Daphnae scoff.

"I have to go anyway. This is a whole damn mess and Evony isn't going to be happy with me by a long stretch." Daphnae declared as I heard the footsteps crush down the stairs and out of the house.

A few moments passed before I heard Lauren sigh loudly almost shakily. I wished I could walk up to her and wrap my arms around the tired doctor. I didn't need Lauren crusading over every moral ramification being a Succubus had to the people I fed off from. It was a dark path I had gone down with the stranger and every ounce of loathing Daphnae had for me was well-earned. I couldn't fathom in a thousand years that the Huntress would actually know the attacker, but now that I knew they were close a new level of shame washed over me.

"I just don't understand what's so hard to grasp…" Lauren broke the silence.

"Lauren. She is your friend and the mere fact that you're alive is a testament to that, you should give her feelings more validity." Dyson mentioned gently.

"Dyson please, Daphnae would never…" Lauren chuckled as I heard Dyson 'tsk' and I could imagine him shaking his head.

"Lauren, you were alone with Kenzi and a stranger before another Fae had arrived. Daphnae was aware Bo was incapacitated and when she got to the stranger, Daphnae realized her acquaintance -at best- had been injured in this household. The fact she didn't have you guys for dinner is a miracle." Dyson countered and Lauren laughed.

"Dyson you just don't like Daphnae, you never have, your natures contrast with one another." Lauren tried again but Dyson persisted.

"I won't deny the dislike I have for Daphnae and her clan, but I cannot stand here and expect her to be casual about this and neither can you. Do you even know your friend well? Do you know who Artemis is?" Dyson asked as Lauren scoffed.

"Of course I know who she is. The Goddess of the hunt and chastity, Dyson. I'm not an idiot!" Lauren defended herself and I fought back the urge to roll my eyes.

"Then you'd know that as a protector of Chastity and virtue, Artemis often killed rapists or would be rapists for advances that were unrequited or unwelcomed. Daphnae is the Lead Huntress of a Clan that worships said Goddess. These Fae have always fed through the hunt but modern times have presented tougher risks with the environment going to shit. Dyson explained while Lauren's now stunning silence surprised me.

"Yes, they are savages in my eyes. However I have to give it to them, because the Special Victims Unit has seen a lot of repeat offenders vanish from the face of the Earth. The Light and Dark do have records of these hunts."

"She's dark, right?" Lauren wondered and I heard Dyson sigh.

"She is neither, they have been around before the sides formed so they have that privilege." Dyson continued as Lauren gasped. "What Bo did to survive is normal to us that have lived with her for a long time and know her. We know Bo's intentions are not malicious, that it's a normal part of her. But other Fae, especially older Fae, can see things differently."

I gasped realizing what he meant as tears ran down my face. Yes I was trying to survive, but that didn't make me feel less dirty than I already did. Hearing the pain and anger of the Huntress had jarred me. I respected Daphnae and from what I had heard, I had hurt someone close to her in the worst way. As a sob escaped me I gasped for air like a fish out of water and slowly darkness took me again.

AN: This was originally meant to be a chapter more filled with Bo's musings and coming around, however I realized length would be too long for my liking. What does this mean? That I have a full Chapter and then some written of Bo's POV and story progression. So whoever wants that Chapter posted ASAP, remember to read/review and leave a comment to let me know you want it ASAP. If not Chapter will be posted at next updating batch.

Cheers, eh!