Lord King (The King)

I went to the sink and splashed cold water on my face. If my vision was true, in eight months, I would give birth to the reincarnation of King and Mia’s daughter.

Shit! Seriously?

I lifted my head, pushed the wet hair from my face, and stared at my tattered reflection. The same father. King is her father. And my blood was the same as Mia’s. Seer blood.

My stomach roiled, and a wave of chills rolled through my body. I always knew meeting King hadn’t been a coincidence.

Suddenly, I couldn’t see my reflection anymore. I saw a pawn in a bigger scheme. The Seers were planning a comeback. That was absolutely true. But maybe this time they intended to be reborn. All of them.

And Ariadna will be the first. She’d be my daughter.

I broke out in sobs. It was bad enough knowing King loved someone else, but now I was carrying his and Mia’s daughter? Circe had said Ariadna was the key to their survival. That meant Ariadna would serve some purpose or do something special for our kind.

Like, maybe being reborn and later giving birth to other Seers? Or maybe she’d ensure our sisters were brought back to this world in Seer bodies? There could be people out there with the gene, right?

I mean, just because I’m the only one alive doesn’t mean I’m the last. King once told me the Seer gene skipped generations and only expressed itself in females.

No. This still doesn’t make sense. Ariadna wasn’t going to sniff out people with the Seer gene and orchestrate mass pregnancies. Ridiculous.

So what is her role? Why will she be the first reborn? Pushing back the tears, I closed my eyes. See the truth, Jeni. See the truth…

One word popped into my head: Mia.

Mia? According to King, she’d been one of the most powerful Seers ever to exist. Proof being, King had met her when she traveled back to his time, which I gathered was a very rare gift.

Wait. Circe said Ariadna was special, too. My heart crashed to my stomach.

Could I be right? If Ariadna was special like her mother, then I could only think of one reason to go through so much effort to have her be reborn first.

They want her to use her gift. They’re planning something. I mean, why not have Circe go first? She was an elder, and everyone looked up to her. But no. Ariadna was coming back.

Christ. How had I not seen something strange was going on? A) The Seers bound King’s soul to mine. Me, the only living Seer, who didn’t have a clue how to use her gifts. No foresight. No ability to sniff out their plan.

B) They made sure King couldn’t die and that he and I would meet. Hurricane Mia brough him to me. Mia! What are the odds?

C) King came to me with no memory of Mia, which removed a very big obstacle to getting me pregnant. How they knew I would fall in love with him and feel such a deep connection, I didn’t know, but they knew.

Add those three things together—my inability to see, King with no memory, and my feelings for him—and they enabled events to play out in such a way that I’d end up pregnant. With Ariadna. A time traveler just like her mother.

The pieces fit. The Seers wanted Ariadna to go back in time, and if I were to bet what the task entailed, I’d put my money on stopping it all from happening. All three thousand years of King. It was the only logical explanation.

The Seers said that King had to fulfill his destiny in order to make things right. He’d been destined to marry Hagne, a powerful Seer from his time, not Mia. And that one event triggered three thousand years of damage to the world because King had gone on to cross many paths, alter many lives, and create Ten Club.

Ariadna is going to stop her mother from meeting King—or Draco Minos. That has to be their plan.

I slammed my fist on the bathroom counter. “Idiot! Jeni!” I knew the Seers’ stories hadn’t been making sense, but I’d been so caught up inside my own head, I couldn’t see any of it. There was no possible way for King to make “everything right” just by killing off a few Ten Club members and doing a few good deeds. No way. Ten Club had left a massive scar on the world. They’d impacted thousands of lives and families. King couldn’t atone for that.

To make things right, King had to go back to the very beginning and do it right this time.

But what about Ariadna? If King never fell in love with Mia, Ariadna would be giving up her life. She wouldn’t be born.

My stomach squeezed into a tight knot. Maybe that was why Ariadna got pissy with me. She was about to give up everything for our people.