Mated to My Intended's Enemy novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101: Chapter 101 The Mother’s Letter

Victoria

Leo remained tense. "You knew what she was?"

Thomas nodded. "Of course. Who do you think helped her maintain this place? Your father—" he looked directly at me "—loved your mother dearly, but even he didn’t fully understand what she was creating here."

"And what exactly was she creating?" I asked, stepping out from behind Leo despite his protective arm trying to keep me back.

Thomas smiled, revealing teeth that seemed too perfect for a man his age. "A lifeline. An anchor. A way back to you."

He shuffled toward a particular section of the greenhouse where massive climbing vines had formed a canopy overhead. "On the day she gave birth to you, all the flowers in the garden bloomed in full, a miraculous sight I’ll never forget. I became the one to help her construct this place. After Luna Elizabeth realized her identity might be exposed, she began creating this as a contingency—a repository of fairy knowledge and power that could only be accessed by her daughter."

"Why didn’t you tell me sooner?" I demanded, unexpected anger flaring.

"You weren’t ready," Thomas replied simply. " Your connection to them was too weak, your understanding too limited. But now..." he gestured to the vines overhead, which were beginning to glow with a soft blue light, "they recognize you’re ready to receive your mother’s final gift."

As if responding to his words, the vines parted, revealing a section of stone flooring etched with symbols that matched those on the wooden door. In the center was a circular depression that looked precisely the right size for...

"The key," I whispered, already moving forward.

I knelt on the cool stone and placed the silver key into the depression. It sank in smoothly, then began to turn on its own. The symbols etched in the floor illuminated one by one, creating a spiral of light that expanded outward. Then, silently, a section of the floor slid away, revealing a staircase descending into darkness.

Thomas remained where he was. "This journey is for the two of you alone," he explained. "I’m merely the keeper of the outer sanctuary."

Leo’s eyes narrowed with suspicion. "And how do we know we can trust you?"

The old man chuckled. "You don’t. But she does." He nodded toward me. "Or rather, her blood does. Ask the plants if you doubt me."

Strangely, I understood what he meant. Closing my eyes briefly, I opened my senses to the greenhouse around us. The plants exuded nothing but trust and respect toward Thomas—emotions so clear they might as well have spoken aloud.

"He’s safe." I confirmed to Leo. "He’s been protecting this place for my mother."

Leo didn’t look entirely convinced but nodded once in acknowledgment.

"We’ll return shortly," I told Thomas before following Leo down the stairs.

The stairway descended in a tight spiral for what felt like several stories before opening into a chamber that took my breath away. Unlike the wild greenery above, this space was meticulously organized. Shelves lined the circular walls, filled with ancient-looking texts, bottles containing shimmering liquids, and various crystals that seemed to pulse with inner light. At the center stood a pedestal of white marble, upon which lay three objects: a slender wand carved from what appeared to be moonstone, a leather-bound book with no title, and a sealed envelope with my name written in elegant script.

"Victoria," Leo murmured, his voice hushed with awe. "What is this place?"

"My inheritance," I whispered, understanding flowing through me like water. "The fairy half of my heritage that my mother couldn’t openly share while she was alive."

I approached the pedestal slowly, drawn first to the letter that bore my name. My hands trembled slightly as I broke the seal—a wax impression of a rose intertwined with a crescent moon.

Leo moved closer, his warm presence steadying me as I unfolded the parchment and began to read aloud:

*My dearest Victoria,*

*If you’re reading this, then my worst fears have come to pass, and Marcus Grimwood has succeeded in separating us. But take heart, my darling girl, for while he may have captured my body, he has never possessed my spirit or my power.* 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

*For years, I have allowed him to believe he controls me completely. All the while, I’ve been gathering my strength, biding my time, and preparing for your awakening. The blood that flows through your veins is more powerful than you can imagine—wolf and fairy together create magic that hasn’t been seen in our world for centuries.*

*Marcus believes he will harness my essence during the Blood Moon ritual, but he doesn’t understand that I’ve already transferred the purest part of my power to you through our blood bond. What remains in me is but a shadow—enough to keep him interested, never enough to give him what he truly desires.*

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