Mated to My Intended's Enemy novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64: Chapter 64 Elizabeth

Victoria

"Something’s happening," I managed to whisper before consciousness slipped away completely.

I floated in darkness for what felt like both seconds and eternity. Then, light—soft, green, filtered through leaves. I stood in a forest clearing I’d never seen before yet recognized bone-deep. The trees here were ancient, their trunks wider than cars, their canopies creating a cathedral of leaves hundreds of feet above.

"My beautiful daughter."

I turned toward the voice, and my heart stopped.

A woman stood at the edge of the clearing, her features so like my own it was like looking into a mirror aged by wisdom rather than years. Her hair fell in waves past her shoulders, and her eyes—my eyes—watched me with love so intense it hurt.

"Mother?" My voice broke on the word.

She smiled, and it was like sunlight breaking through storm clouds. "Victoria. My brave, strong Victoria."

I tried to run to her, but my feet wouldn’t move. "Is this real? Or am I dreaming?"

"Both," she answered, her voice like music. "The nexus allows our spirits to connect when the veil between worlds thins. I’ve waited so long for you to find your way here."

"I thought you were dead," I whispered, tears streaming down my face.

"My body is gone," she confirmed gently. "But my spirit remains with the forest, and with you. Always with you."

"I don’t understand. The accident—"

She shook her head sadly. "There was no accident, my love. I was returning to my people when I was attacked. Marcus Grimwood feared what your father and I represented—the possibility of peace between wolves and fairies."

The revelation hit me like a physical blow. "Marcus killed you?"

"He tried," she said, her expression hardening momentarily before softening again. "But fairiesdon’t die as wolves do. We return to the earth, to the trees that gave us life."

She moved closer, though still not touching me. "Victoria, you must listen carefully. We have little time. You are more special than you know—half wolf, half Forest fairy. The first in generations. A bridge between two worlds that have been separated too long."

"Is that why Ava is different? Why I can sense things others can’t?"

My mother nodded. "Your wolf spirit and Forest heritage exist in perfect balance. You can speak to both worlds, command both energies. It makes you powerful beyond measure—and dangerous to those who profit from division."

"Like Marcus," I whispered.

"He fears what you represent. What you could become." Her eyes shimmered with fierce pride. "The Alpha female who reunites our peoples."

"I don’t know how to do that," I admitted, fear clutching at my heart. "I don’t even know who I truly am."

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