Healed by Fire
hurry then.”
     
     
     
    ~~~
     
CHANDRA
     

Chapter Six
     
    I was really tired of sleeping so much. I
woke up with Blu’s heavy head still on my chest. “Blu, I need to
use the restroom,” I said as I pushed at his head.
    Blu rumbled something incoherent and pulled
his head out of my tent.
    After freshening up, I walked outside to
find the Council gathered around my two princes. I ran toward them
and stared in shock at the vampire standing in between the them. He
was tall with black hair and solid black eyes. I’d heard about him
before, the vampire prince.
    “Please accept my humblest apologies. I was
a much more immature man then and very impulsive. I return what is
rightfully yours in accordance with the agreement between you and
the princes here. I hope you can heal her quickly for all of our
sakes.”
    “I know you too? What kind of woman was I?
Do I even want to know about my former life?” I asked in shock.
    The vampire prince turned towards me and I
saw several emotions flit across his face before happiness settled
in. “You are even more beautiful than I recall,” he whispered as he
walked towards me, “and definitely more powerful.”
    I stepped back from him and then ground my
teeth together. “I don’t know why you are trying to frighten me,
but if those two men are really tied to me in one way or another,
then they will not allow you to harm me. Plus, I may seem fragile
and damaged , but I still possess many powers.”
    The vampire laughed and the tension eased.
“Even without her memories she is still just as assertive and
wonderful.”
    “We are pleased with the return of our egg.
We will now give you, Prince of the Werewolves, your final task,”
said the Council.
    “I am ready,” said the werewolf prince.
    The Council stood in silence a moment and
then said, “You must obtain approval from Rhea to continue being
mated to this woman.”
    I gasped in shock and horror.
    “Very well. I accept the task,” said the
werewolf prince without hesitation.
    “No!” I yelled. The Council looked at me in
shock. I ran to the prince and looked into his eyes. “You can’t do
this. It’s suicide! Please, please don’t do this.”
    “Seeing your worry for me and feeling it
from you is greater than anything I’ve felt in the past one hundred
years,” he said quietly. He picked up a strand of my hair and
inhaled deeply. “I will return to you. Nothing will keep me away
from you now that I have finally found you.”
    “Don’t go. We can start a life together now.
I don’t need my memories,” I pleaded with him. “I’m not worth
anyone’s life.”
    He hugged me against his chest and kissed me
fiercely on the lips. My head throbbed, but I ignored it as I
enjoyed the easing of the pain in my heart and felt his love. He
pulled back from me and I swore his eyes were misty with tears. “I
will come back to you as soon as I can. I’m very powerful so you
needn’t worry.”
    I sniffed and wiped at the tears falling
down my face. “Your power means nothing against the Mother. I
should go. I should be the one who has to risk my life. I
should…”
    He kissed me again and then rubbed his face
against mine, marking me with his delicious scent. “You should stay
here and rest. The Sidhe prince will stay here so you will not be
apart from both of us.” He turned to the Council. “May I ask two
things?” The Council nodded their heads. “May I take a helper with
me?”
    “You may.”
    He nodded his head and I caught the vampire
prince walking towards us. “My second request is to leave my
younger brother here. I do not think it would be good for
Ar…Chandra to see him, but I don’t want to take him with me.”
    The Council said, “He may stay while you are
on your journey and we will keep him separate from the hatchling.”
They turned to the Sidhe prince. “In fact you will all be kept away
from her so that she doesn’t have any unfortunate episodes while
the werewolf prince is

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