Alpha's Forbidden Dark Fae Mate

Chapter 7

"You, this was your idea wasn't it! Have you lost your mind! Do you not remember what happened the last time I was left loose in the world with full access to this power? Our parents DIED! I lost my empathy, I craved nothing but power and blood. I spent 2 years locked in a cell before she could figure out how to bind my powers to this very building and now you both are asking me to simply walk back into the world with them!" Ty'an yelled at him, her hair flying on an silent wind, magnetic energy swirled in the room around them. Sly still grasping for the invisible hands holding him to the wall.

"Your right Ty'an. This is a lot to ask of you," a soft voice came from behind her, "but you cannot hide from your true self forever."

Ty'an spun to face the Queen she hadn't heard enter the room. She looked at the floor embarrassed by her outburst, she had forgotten whose home she was in for a moment. "This is what happens, I lose myself in this power. I feel everything, all at once. It's addicting and it controls me more than I control it your highness. I would never question your judgment, I question my capability."

The Queen made a slow pointed look over Ty'ans shoulder where Sly remained pinned to the wall. "Perhaps, you could let your brother down from there. I do prefer him alive and intact. Hmm?"

Ty'an swirled her hand at her side, allowing Sly to drop to his feet and breath freely once again. She looked up under shaded eyes at their Queen. She was breathtaking blonde hair so light it was nearly white swirled its way in uniformed curls to her waste, she wore a royal blue dress with gold embroidery around the waste and hem. Simply but so elegant on her dainty figure. She was tall and lean in true Fae fashion her pointed ears had multiple piercings and ornamentation and her skin was covered in beautiful swirling tattoos, each signifying something different. The Fae loved shiny things and tattoos. They were eternally beautiful fitting of their race.

"I understand your hesitation to have your power run wild again Ty'an, but I will not be disobeyed. You have your assignment. I suggest you find a way to control the power before it controls you and complete your task quickly. Before someone outside of the three of us realizes who and what you really are." the command was clear cut in the Queens voice as she pinned Ty'an with her intense gaze. Often Ty'an forgot the power of that gaze. She had stepped into Ty'ans space as she spoke inches from her face when the last words were said. Then she had moved around her to were Sly stood. Running a hand down his face and throat, she had then taken his hand led him from the room in that strange flowing way only the Queen could do. Ty'an just stood there in stunned silence for a moment watching them leave.

The Queen and her had become awkward acquaintances after the Queen had taken Sly as her companion, and then their parents had died. She knew better than to challenge her. While she appeared docile and quiet she know underneath that composed outer structure the Queen could be unforgiving. Ty'an had spent 2 years living in an iron cell under the mansion while Sly and her had worked together to find a way to bind her powers. Not once had she been allowed out or to see her brother in those 2 years, the only person who had been allowed to see her was the Queen herself. She was pretty sure she had seen the best and the worst of her during that time. She still wondered if Sly had any idea who he enjoyed sharing a bed with.

Ty'an had spent nearly everyday power crazed pushing against every inch of that cell until she would pass out from exertion. Her powers where unlike that of the rest of the Fae freely roaming society, they were dark, they were shadow and violence, craving blood with every waking moment. Most Fae didn't need blood to survive it was more an indulgence, like humans and their alcohol. Ty'an's power however made her not just crave blood but demanded it for sustenance, and it was not limited to humans. It turned her into an Apex predator with no scrutiny for who's blood she desired. Her darkness demanded life, any kind of blood would satisfy it, were, human or fae. No one was safe from her.

Taking a deep shaky breath she finally stepped to the front door and gently pushed it open, stepping into the sunlight for the first time in 5 years with her powers. Fates help them all if she lost control, was her only thought as she stepped onto the path leading back toward town.