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Her Last Hope
LAKE
I contemplate for a few moments. Derrick said Oliver cannot lie in this realm; she has control over it. She doesnât seem like sheâd have a reason to lie either.
Lynne is sending me her restless signals. Sheâs willing to give anything to have a happy life with our mate. Thatâs all she and I have ever wanted.
âWhatâs the cost?â I ask flatly. If I know anything from all the movies I saw growing up, thereâs always a cost for these things.
âThe cost will be nothing short of becoming my she-wolf,â Oliver shrugs. âAlignment is holding back your true power, my dear. Youâre a dime a dozen, and I intend to keep it that way.â
I look at Derrick for clarification. He nods to reassure me that nothing will go wrong. I let out a deep breath.
âAll right,â I reply with determination in my voice.
âFantastic!â Oliver says gleefully. âLet us go back to the diner. Iâll have Benjamin brew you something up to eat. This procedure is nothing to laugh about on an empty stomach.â
âHow does this work?â Derrick asks as we all stand in the kitchen while Benjamin prepares brunch.
âIâm not going to hurt the girl, Derrick.â Oliver takes a sip of tea sheâs had brewing. âLake wonât feel a thing.â
âBut how does it work?â I repeat after Derrick. âIâd like to know since youâre going to be poking around my body.â
âNot your body,â Oliver corrects. âYour soul itself. I need to travel to your subconscious, where the Moon Goddess resides inside you. Thatâs the only way.â
I pinch the bridge of my nose as Benjamin hands me a bowl of fresh fruit. He smiles awkwardly before continuing to Derrick and then Oliver.
âBefore you eat that, my dear,â Oliver grabs my bowl and mumbles strange words. The bowl glows for a moment before returning to normal.
âItâs a spell to help you relax enough to allow your subconscious to guide me.â
âWhat kind of Celestial are you?â I raise an eyebrow and sniff my fruit. Nothing seems different, so I reluctantly begin to eat.
âI am the Celestial of magic, my dear,â Oliver replies proudly. âNot to be confused with mortals and immortals of Wicca. A Celestial, I am. A goddess, I am not.â
âWhatâs the difference between Celestials and the gods and goddesses?â My interest is now piqued. This is like something out of a movie.
âGods and goddesses have the ability to create and share.â Oliver pokes her fork into a piece of watermelon and waves it in my direction.
âWe Celestials have the power to destroy and take away. This is why Iâm able to destroy the link you have to Luna, the Moon Goddess.â
Oliver sets her empty bowl on the counter behind her and looks me up and down.
âYou know with this link being severed, your mate link will become stronger.â Oliver has an amused smile on her face as mine heats up. âI have an extravagant room reserved just for the two of you.â
âOliver, stop teasing her.â Derrick clears his throat. âWeâre not here for that. Weâre here to get Lake out of this Alignment mess and to locate that witch.â
âWhatever you say, Derrick.â Oliver shrugs and pushes off the counter. âShall we begin?â
I nod as I finish my fruit. Derrick takes the bowl from my hands, and Oliver leads me into a dark room adjacent to her managerâs office.
âNo boys allowed,â Oliver says over her shoulder to Derrick standing almost as my shadow behind me. I look back at him with worry in my eyes.
âDonât worry, Firefly.â He kisses the top of my head. âIâll be right out here if anything happens.â
I nod and take a breath before stepping into the dark room.