The Breaker's Resolution: (YA Paranormal Romance) (Fixed Points Book 4) by Conner Kressley Page B

this moment, love thinks of you. He wrings his hands and hopes for your safe return. And you will need him, Cresta Karr. You will need love if there is any chance of surviving what is to come.”
    “Wendy, I need to know w-“
    “I see all there is, Cresta Karr. If I was going to answer that question, I would have done it already,” she said, standing.
    “Then what am I supposed to do?” I asked, standing to meet her.
    “What all people do,” she said. “What they must.” Leaning forward, she added,” Take care of Momma. She needs you more than she’ll ever admit.”
    And then she pushed me.
    I woke looking up at a strange ceiling. A fan spun slowly overhead and there was an ugly water spot staining the equally ugly yellow paint. I stretch, my body aching and my head spinning.
    Turning on my side, I saw that I was in a hotel room…a decidedly low rent hotel room. But that wasn’t all I saw. Lying next to me, bare chested and covered and covered at the waist, Royce smiled at me.
    Was he-was he naked? Was Royce lying next to me naked?
    Oh God. What had just happened?
    “Hey there Sweetheart,” he grinned. “Hope you’re as satisfied as you look.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 10
Treachery
Owen
     
    When I got back home, literally running as fast as I could from those damned Chambers, Father was sitting at Sevie’s bedside. My brother looked unchanged, lying in bed, covered to the neck and as still as stone.
    Mother was behind me, and I felt her body stiffen as she caught sight of Father’s face.
    “Treachery,” he said flatly. His eyes slid passed me and landed on her. “That is what this road has led us to; treachery, deceit, deception, and death.”
    “No one is dead,” I said in a small voice.
    “Not yet,” he answered, not bothering to look at me. “But how far behind could it be? Distorting fate has a cost.”
    “He’s not going to die. He’s been given the antidote, hasn’t he?” I said, moving toward my brother. Father stood to meet him. His eyes, more like mine than I cared to admit, dug into me like daggers.
    “I’m not talking about him,” Father spit out. “Yes, my son has been spared for a second time. But I have to wonder what the ramifications will be.”
    “There will be no ramifications, Father,” I said, stopping in my tracks. “I spoke to the Council. I made a deal with them. In exchange for me talking with the new Seer, you two were granted immunity for everything that’s happened. Nothing will come of it.”
    His mouth hardened. “I’m not sure which disappoints me more,” he started. “The fact that my son saw fit to use a bargaining chip to do his sacred duty, or that he thinks that my first concern is for myself. It is not.” He looked past me again, right at my mother. “The first time you saved one of our sons from the destiny fate had laid out for him, we inadvertently brought about the end of the world. What sort of mayhem do you think bringing this one back from the dead will cause?” he motioned to Sevie.
    “He was never dead Petar,” Mother said, her voice cracking. “He was simply asleep. An infiltrator dosed him with something that stopped him from-”
    “I know what happened!” He screamed. “And I’m not speaking of what has just transpired. You did this to our son at birth! You turned him into something! That’s the reason he fell amid the bloodmoon in the first place.” Something shone in my father’s eyes. Something that, if I didn’t know him better, I would have imagined was tears. “Sebastian died, and you allowed a creature under the guise of a woman to twist the Shade in order to bring him back.”
    “I did!” Mother was crying now, looking passed Father and into the bed where Sevie still lay. “And I would do it again! I would do it every day if I had to.” She moved closer to my father, showing more gusto than I had ever seen her display. “You know how it feels to lose a child, Petar. The idea that you would