Page 101 of WitchBorn

I swallowed hard, cock rising again, and groaned. “Not in front of the little King.”

“That’s why I said upstairs,” Finn lifted the cake out of the container and held it to my lips. I took a bite and licked the frosting off his finger.

“That’s delicious.”

“The cake, or me coated in frosting?” Finn wanted to know.

“Both.”

“I’ll have to see how you taste with frosting, too.” He groaned as his cock jutted toward his stomach again. “Not sure we should bother with the shower. I’m just going to make you messy again. If that’s okay with you?”

Anyone else I’d have complained, but with Finn, I didn’t care as long as he kissed me.

Epilogue

FINN

Thick decay lingered in the scent of wet leaves left to rot after a fall rain. Shadows twisted between gnarled trees clawing toward the darkening sky. Spirits whispered all around, little more than wisps of energy. The path wove us through lit jack-o’-lantern faces hanging from trees as if grown rather than hung. The glow of the moon in full glory crowning the sky far overhead.

This deep into the Autumn realm, my darkest side found comfort.

“Macabre,” Kiran said, his mates at his side.

“I love it,” Toby said.

“Of course you would. It’s like Halloween on steroids,” Nick added.

“Not a vacation spot I’d choose,” Seb said, Liam at his back.

“You like spooky,” Liam said. “I bet you could make cookies like those lanterns.”

“Oh, pumpkin flavored filling would be delicious,” Seb agreed.

I led them through the chaos with ease. I had debated on bringing Wesley, but wanted to show him the entire realm at mypace, and the Winter bitch needed to be gone before I’d trust it was safe for him.

After sitting down with Sebastian and Liam in the bakery, I understood why the wolf had tried to avoid the pull toward Liam, knowing the man was Sebastian’s mate. The two were paired perfectly. But Sebastian stared at me a long time, asking to seeFinn. And Finn was who I was at the core, even while Xander would always be a part of me. A hundred lifetimes and we either learned to evolve, or let it destroy us. Liam had been better at that too. I could flip between a dozen personas recognized by a handful of people who still lived, but I lived in Finn’s skin now, and felt at home there, mostly because Wesley stared at me like I mattered.

Wandering through a maze of withering vines and deadfall, the crunch of leaves beneath our feet, I let the shadows gather to me. The ripple of the beast trickled over my skin, though none of the others paused. I’d promised them I had control, much as they did. Sometimes the beast would need to roam free, but the wolf and I worked in tandem with it now, giving small tastes of freedom to the dark to build things like this spooky area of the Autumn realm.

“What’s the plan?” Nick asked. “I’m not sure any of us should absorb the power of the Winter queen, and Xiao’s not ready.”

The Winter realm would wait as there wasn’t much remaining of it beyond fractured ice puddles. I didn’t think the little king needed the trauma of killing the former ruler, as none of us had. Spring, Summer, and Autumn gone long before we were born with the witchcurse in our blood. That Xiao was meant to be Winter, meant he, too, was witchborn of some kind. But we all hoped to spare him the brutal trial by fire we’d all experienced to obtain our realms.

“Can we release her power, like let the weave of magic reabsorb it naturally?” Sebastian asked. “Did you guys find anything in the library?”

“No. But it might have been lost when Underhill passed,” Toby added.

“I’m okay killing her,” Kiran said. “Absorbing her power.”

“Didn’t she raise you?” Seb asked.

“And beat me, and cursed me, and locked me in ice for a few centuries. No love lost. Summer was my mother and I don’t remember her at all,” Kiran said. “Why would I care for the witch who lived to drive a dagger into my gut at every turn?”

“He’s still a bit feral, eh?” I asked.

Seb snorted. “You have no idea.”

“Doesn’t play well with others,” Toby chuckled.