"Now go," I ordered.
Lennon was on her feet and out the door like her a.ss was on fire. I just stood there, frozen and fuming.
I did the right thing. This had to be done. Lennon is a leech who is after power. I have an entire realm to think about. I have my own heart to think about. Not to mention a real mate out there somewhere.
Suddenly, my younger self's words floated through my head.
"It's too late. They're going to win. We're the only Fae King who dimmed their own light."
What did that mean? What was he saying? What am I missing?
I sighed heavily, releasing some of the tension in my shoulders. I could feel the tension in the air start to dissipate. I felt bad that my family and friends had to suffer under my power because of Lennon. I should apologize. After all, it's not their
