She pulls away from my hug and walks to one of the large windows, which overlook our secret city. My mother looks every bit the queen in her long green dress and circular black crown on her head of blonde hair. Surprisingly the dark witches have a white crown that they made, as well as a fake queen to wear it. The crown my mother wears was rumoured to have been made for the witches by the Goddess. The vampires, angels and wolves also have crowns that make the true owner stronger. I've only ever seen my mothers and the vampire kings crown. They look similar but ours has twirls that hold up the four black stones around the crown. The vampire king is a dark red colour and has deep red stones instead. Their crown is made of thorns.

"I do everything I can to protect you Atticus. I fear there is something far worse coming for our kind. We won't make it out of this new threat without being united. I won't lose you, my son." She says.

"Is it the vampire king?" I ask her, moving closer to her side.

"Yes, he has started something he can't stop. He is a foolish, evil man and he will regret his actions in the end." She whispers to the window.

"What has he done?" I demand.

"I cannot tell you." She tells me firmly and walks towards the doors that open for her without being touched.

"I have a wedding to postpone; I believe you have a mate to chase. If there is a Goddess around, we need her help for what will come. I don't wish you unhappy son." She says, her words echoing around the throne room before she walks out. I stand next to the two gold thrones in the empty room for a long time. The wide windows don't feel as open as they did when I got here, in fact, I feel like someone is trying to suffocate me. I call my power and imagine Wyatt’s living room, it takes a second for me to feel my body disappearing and reappearing in front of the fake fireplace.

"Oh god Drake," I hear from behind me and I turn to see Drake, thankfully full clothed, feeding on Alex's neck on the sofa. Alex's eyes meet mine and she screams.

"Shit I didn't mean to interrupt; I swear I'm not into watching people," I say and close my eyes.

"Get out," Drake says and I open my eyes to see them both sitting up on the sofa. Alex is bright red and I'm trying not to laugh.

"No can do. As much as Drake doesn’t turn me on, I need to stay and see Wyatt." I say and Alex chuckles into Drakes shoulder as she holds him back from trying to hit me.

"Wyatt is feeding in the kitchen," Drake growls and I laugh; I walk out before he actually decides to hit me.