Davy Harwood (The Immortal Prophecy 1)

“That’d been my plan the whole time.” My attempt at self-sarcasm was pathetic.

The other me continued, “There’s a lot about being the Immortal that you don’t understand. It’s too much for you to know everything now, but things will be revealed as you go. You have a destiny and others will help you as you go. My part is done.”

“What part was that?”

“My job was to help you accept who you are, who we are together. You accepted the Immortal, but you don’t know the consequences. You will learn them as you go. I won’t be the voice for those lessons.”

I wasn’t sure how I felt about this. What would I get instead?

“You’ve changed, Davy. You’ve become something new. This world is yours for the taking and you can make it better. There is a reason why the Immortal was created. You’re not a fairytale. You’re real and you are a force to be reckoned with. Do not let anyone take that from you. Do not!” She gutted out the last words, forcibly and urgent.

I had so many questions… so many new revelations… so many… so many of everything. I wanted to know it all, but then she said, “Welcome to your destiny. It is the beginning.”

‘Welcome to our last conversation.’

Then I woke up with a gasp. I was disoriented at first, feeling something warm around me. Then I heard cars honking in the distance. Slowly, I sat up and looked around. I was on the roof

with a blanket draped over me. When I sat up, I smiled at the couch cushions that I’d been laying on.

“I brought you up here. Kates needed to sleep and I wanted some privacy. You both must’ve fallen asleep as soon as you got back to the room.” Roane moved from the building’s edge.

His eyes were still the same coal black, but there was something searching in them. He seemed softer, but he wasn’t dressed as such. Black pants with a crisp black shirt that wasn’t tucked in. With his hardened jaw, he looked ruthless—and he was.

His hand fell to his side and something flashed in the moonlight. It was his necklace.

I stood and gestured, half-heartedly. “You took that before. It’s a leaf thing? What’s it mean?”

He lifted it and stared at it long and hard. He murmured, “It was my brother’s. I took it from him when I fought him. It was when Talia became the Immortal.”

Oh. So much of that statement didn’t sit comfortably with me. “I see…”

Roane took a deep breath and turned back to gaze over the city. The lights spread out for miles and as I moved beside him, the sight made me smile. Cars honked in the distance. People laughed. More lights flickered, but there was a stillness in the city.

I wasn’t sure if it was Benshire or if it was me.

“I need to meet with the Roane Elders and give them this necklace.”

“Why?” We’d just dealt with Lucan. I’d finally shown Roane that I was the Immortal. He was right when he said that Kates and I were tired. We both collapsed as soon as we got to the room. Everything had just happened…. I wasn’t ready for him to leave me. Not yet.

“I have to tell them what happened. My brother is gone. After you left, some of his men took him. I have to tell them that my brother is human again and then I’m going to ask for the job of finding him. The necklace will be used to hunt him, for whoever is given the assignment. He knows too much. He’s done too much. He’s too much of a threat and I have no doubt that he’ll try something new to become powerful again.”

Again…. Oh. I felt a sense of dread.

“Davy, things have happened that aren’t understood.”

Everything about that statement didn’t bode well with anyone. I knew that things went smoother when they were understood. “How long do you think it’ll take for you to find Lucan?”

How long was he going to be away?

“I don’t know. It might take a few hours or months. He’s human, but he still knows everything. He’ll be dangerous. Lucan liked being a vampire. He’ll want to become one again. I need to stop that from happening.”

I nodded jerkily.

“They’re not going to understand how you turned him human. That’s not known by anyone and my Family were the ones entrusted to protect the Immortal. This is… this will not sit well with the Elders.”

“Do you mean… am I in danger from them?”

From you?