Forgotten Queen (Shifted Fates Book 2) by Vasilisa Drake

Author:Vasilisa Drake [Drake, Vasilisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-09-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter XX

After our dream argument, Cole spoke to me in the morning to say I could continue to train with Hecate—for now—and then disappeared.

And that was just about the last I saw of him.

I told myself it was good. He was keeping secrets, and I was still mad at him. You’d think that meant I was seeing him regularly since we shared a bed, but it didn’t feel that way. Some nights he wasn’t there by the time I fell asleep, nor when I woke up to resume my lessons with Hecate. But the pillow would be fresh with his scent as if he’d slept there and I’d never noticed.

If I didn’t know better, I’d say he was avoiding me.

My training with Hecate ramped up. She didn’t just restart our lessons from before but mixed in an education on a wide range of topics from magic to court politics. We started early in the day and worked until the afternoon when Hecate had to tend to other responsibilities. There were still topics she declined to answer about, no doubt due to Cole forbidding it, but at least I felt like I was developing an understanding of the realm around me.

Despite Phaidros’s ominous parting words, the next few days fell into an uneventful routine. Before our fight, I’d resolved to ask Cole about sword training, but now it felt like submitting to his demand to train me without any concessions on his part. And my pride wouldn’t allow that.

The magical lessons with Hecate were easier than they’d ever been before. I wasn’t going to be any kind of enchantress anytime soon, but I could more reliably call the green sparks forward. At first, they were just light. Under Hecate’s guidance, they crackled with electricity. Weapons.

To my surprise, scrying was now off-limits. Once, on a whim, I’d mentioned wanting to look back at the Moon-Ghost pack to see what had become of my old pack under Jett’s rule. Call it morbid curiosity—acquired after dying.

“Absolutely not,” Hecate said, harsher than I’d ever heard her.

“Why?” Before, she’d encouraged me to try any and every type of magic. “Isn’t it harmless?”

The witch shook her head. “Scrying is a window. And the wrong forces may look back. It’s best to keep you hidden here.”

“Who am I hiding from?” Jett certainly didn’t seem powerful enough to come to Hell to exact any revenge. He almost certainly didn’t even know the realm existed since it wasn’t part of shifter lore, or at least not the kind I’d ever been taught.

“It’s better for you not to know.”

I’d have screamed, but Hecate seemed almost apologetic at the admission.

Secrets. Always so many secrets.

I made the mistake of mentioning healing myself to Hecate, but I wasn’t able to replicate it.

The witch was kind, but I suspected if not for the threat of Cole, she would’ve slashed me wide open to see if that would spur me on.

We set healing aside, but she turned to more advanced lessons. In a matter of days, I could turn pebbles into roses and grow bushes from dirt.

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