Chapter 110

Maya POV…

“Ok so we need a plan to build an army that can go toe to toe with them.” I say trying my best to sound like the leader I was not quite comfortable being.
Being an alpha and trying to rebuild my pack was far simpler then going to war against creatures I know nothing about.

“Before we get to all that, can we talk about what happen outside.” Eli interjects.

I sigh. “I don’t know what happened. It was like my powers crashed into me with a vengeance and then I couldn’t control it. It was far stronger than it has ever been.”

“It looked like you even absorbed energy if that is even possible.” Eli added.

“It’s possible. Fae gathers power from nature and form the Fae world. If what Freddie is saying is true and the Fae world was destroyed, the power that lives in the Fae world would need to go somewhere.” Thomas explains.

“You mean Maya absorbed the power of the entire Fae world?” Noah asked holding Isaiah close to him.

“Exactly. It’s the only explanation to amount of energy we saw. Her powers were jolted awake by the initial discharged then her powers drew the magic to her. No one else could have lived through that kind of power exchange but Maya is special. She has more power in her body than any other person who has lived. She could revive the Fae world.” Thomas said confidently.

I let out a shaky breath at his worlds and dropped onto the nearest couch.

“This is too much.” I say covering my face with my hands.

I feel hands gently wrap around my wrists and lower my hands. My eyes meet Thomas’s as he knelt in front of me.

“Maya, you have the power in you to save all of us, and to rule. How many times do I need to remind you of this? When are you going to understand and let that give you the confidence you need to do something with this power. You keep falling into your own world of self-doubt, but no one thinks any of this is too much for you to handle. So, stop doubting yourself and hold your head high. You are a queen, now take the throne.” Thomas says firmly.

He was right. It was so easy to crawl into my own mind and shut out any ounce of confidence I finally let myself feel, but a war was brewing, and I had to just stop this vicious cycle for good. I was born for this, and I had to step up and suck it up. Maya from months ago was gone, and now I was queen of the supernatural world by birth right.

“Your right. You always are, and I’m sorry that you have to keep reminding me of what I’m supposed to be. I think it’s the human inside me that just can’t wrap my head around all this. Then when I accept it even for a minute it scares the hell out of me. I don’t want to screw this up because if I do people can die. A lot of people could die.” I admit letting my shoulder sag.

“I don’t care if I have to remind you every day, but I wish one day it would be enough, so I don’t have to.” Thomas almost begs for me to get it into my head that I was being a totally whiny wimp.

I smile. He would never say those things but the thought of it made me want to laugh. My eyes lifted and fell on Isaiah, and I remember what he had done.

“How was Isaiah not hurt by my power? His eyes…they looked exactly like mine when my electric powers take over. I thought I was the only one with this amount of power.

So how did he survive that?” I ask Thomas.

He stands and looks to the sleeping boy with confusion. “I can’t wrap my head around that either. It shouldn’t be possible for another being to handle the power that hit you, yet he did. My guess would be that maybe he had been experimented on the same as you before he was born.”

“Like a plan B?” I ask.

“Maybe. They wouldn’t know for sure that you would be born to be as strong as you are. The future is always changing, and nothing is ever certain. He could have been a backup in case you were lacking in any way. The question is if Tommy or his father knew about Isaiah, why didn’t they say anything?” I sighed again.

This made no sense, but nothing much had in my life recently. Just another mystery to solve at the worst possible moment. This was important though, and a call to Tommy was in order. I stood and walked up the stair so I could speak to him alone, and no one bothered to follow me. If Tommy had known and lied to me then I didn’t want the other’s witnessing the fall out. My finger hovered over his name in my phone, and I took in a few breaths before pressing the call symbol.

“Hello?” His beautiful voice immediately made me shiver.

It was crazy how the mate bond worked, and how every time I heard his voice my body automatically reacted.

“Tommy, I need to ask you something and please don’t lie to me.” I say getting right to the point.

“Of course, baby I wouldn’t lie to you.” He said without hesitation.

“Did you know Isaiah was…is like me?” I ask.

“What?” Tommy asks and the clear confusion in his voice send a feeling of relief through me. “What do you mean he is like you?”

I explained everything that had happened, and I could hear him shuffling through papers on the other end of the call.

“We document all births in the pack, if Isaiah had been through the same thing, we had I would think my father kept some kind of record of it.” Tommy said.

“He didn’t keep any documentation of us, and he didn’t share anything about it until we were told the truth. What if he was keeping Isaiah a secret too?” I say carefully.

“Honestly, my father seems to have a lot of secrets that I have only recently learned about. Let me call him in and I will ask him. Stay on the line.” I heard him moving and I assumed using another phone to call his dad.

“Hey dad, can you meet me at the office? I’m having some trouble finding some records….ok thanks. See you soon.” His voice trails off for a second. “Okay he’s on his way. I’ll let you listen in when I ask him.”

I take that time to tell him about the Fae world and the Vampires.

“We need to meet and come up with a plan. This could get out of hand quick.” He said taking the words out of my mouth. “Plus, I really need to see you.”

A knock at his door cuts our conversation off.

“Hey dad!” Tommy says.

“Hi son, what’s up?” His father asks.

“I need to ask you about Isaiah.” Tommy says and then there is nothing but silence.

I wonder if the call had dropped until his father speaks up again.

“Isaiah…is…special.” He says vaguely.

“In what way dad?” I could hear Tommy getting angry already.

“He was adopted. He was…given to the pack to raise.” His father says still not actually explaining what is special about Isaiah.

“By whom dad?” Tommy asks.

“By the Fae. Isaiah…is…your son.” And with that I was sure I had stopped breathing.