Supernatural Villain (Supernatural Captivity #3) - Avery Song Page 0,2

finally settled into a peaceful silence.

That could have been the reason why I drifted off, the soft touch to my cheek waking me up from my brief slumber. I tried to open my eyes, but it was a struggle, the action taking far longer than I mentally wished, but when they finally lifted, for a brief moment, I sat in a different room.

The space was just as dimly lit, but the surroundings were ancient with hanging tapestries. The moonlight that shone through the stained glass windows reflected various colors, reminding me of a church, but the light only accented the various golden furniture.

I sat in a chair that brought extreme comfort, one that gave me a sense of royalty, like a throne on a leveled platform. Even the fabrics that donned my body were different, or at least they felt different from the simple dress I wore until we could get ourselves situated.

The touch to my cheek forced my lazy eyes to move to the culprit of the touch, but my heart seemed to freeze at the loving sight - the image of a man I was desperately trying not to accept was gone.

"You should be resting, my Queen," that tender, deep voice that sent chills through me reasoned. "Cassandra."

I was afraid to speak his name. That one uttered word would destroy this humble illusion and I'd never see him again. I took in his handsome appearance, noticing how the crown on his head sat perfectly against his long emerald green locks.

Twinkling, loving sunset eyes stared up at me, projecting both sadness and a hint of hope. I wished to speak, and my lips parted just slightly to say something - anything - to acknowledge my fae mate.

He moved his hand from my cheek, placing a single finger upon my lips. The touch felt so real that it ignited the tears that began to pool within my eyes.

"Don't shed a tear for me, Cassandra." His soft purr was followed with him moving his finger from my lips and replacing it with those lips of his. They felt so warm - so alive - as they moved with burning passion.

I fought with everything I had to stay still, to not respond to this wistful fairytale, but my body couldn't deny our bond. Couldn't deny the way every movement of those smoothly defined lips triggered waves of pleasure that rushed down to my core.

Kissing him back only made his lips quirk up in a smile as we allowed ourselves this brief moment of affection. He broke the kiss before it could get any deeper, and his appreciative look gave me a glimpse of hope as his hand brushed my cheek once again.

"Don't lose hope in us, Cassandra."

A tear left my eye then, running down my other cheek that was free as I stared back at him.

"Dominick." My voice trembled with emotion. So many damn emotions that I'd locked away for the sake of my sanity. I knew he could see how hard this was for me. To accept what this was and return to the land of the living.

Another tear escaped my eye’s grasp, but he brushed it away as he cradled my face with both hands. My attention was solely on him while the rest of the world around us began to fade away.

"Follow those instincts of yours, my love. The path that is brewing in your mind. Let it run its course. We support you. We love you. We will never leave you. This...is all temporary."

"You guys left me," I whispered, and that only made my lip tremble as more tears escaped their chambers. "I...I can't do this alone."

"You're not alone," he whispered and moved to press a kiss to my nose. "You have that asshole."

If I wasn't so sad, I would have laughed. "Omarion."

"Same, same," he brushed off and pressed his forehead against mine.

I knew he was beginning to fade, that this whole world would be gone in a few seconds - bringing my back to the present.

"We believe in you, Cassandra. We've always believed in your strength. You know where to go. Follow that path, and I assure you, we'll be there waiting for you."

I moved away slightly to see his body beginning to fade away, and I noticed how glossy his own eyes were as he stared into mine while feigning a smile.

"Your sadness plagues my heart," he admitted quietly as he held my cheeks firmly before his hands began to fade away. "But believe me, Cass.