Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad

Chapter 249: His Name Is Fergus

"I am the chosen one." Rhett blurted out solemnly.

I drew in a deep breath as I watched the reactions of everyone present. Alpha Beowulf and Luna Dawn gave each other silent glances before the former turned back to Rhett.

"You? Chosen by the moon goddess?" He repeated, his tone sounding skeptical. "But... But why didn’t you tell us all this while?"

My eyes moved to the fairy Queen, and unlike everyone else, she seemed rather calm. She tilted her head, staring curiously at Rhett as he replied to the Alpha’s question.

"Simple. Because she told me to reveal myself only after someone else, someone... Powerful, has revealed the prophecy of the chosen one." He paused, turning his gaze to the fairy Queen.

All eyes subconsciously turned to her as well, as if waiting for her confirmation or for her to say something.

She cleared her throat before speaking. "There is one way for me to know if you’re the chosen one or not." She revealed, flying toward Rhett and leaving a trail of magic dust behind her as she did. "Like all fairies, magic is my blood. I can use that connection to sense any celestial magic residue within you."

She brought out her hand, placing it on his head. She closed her eyes and at that moment, it felt like time had slowed down as everyone kept silent in anticipation.

Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, she opened her eyes. "He’s right. He really is the chosen one. He’s interacted several times with celestial magic."

Alpha Beowulf was hysterical. "W–what does that mean? How has he interacted with celestial magic?"

The fairy Queen turned away from Rhett before speaking calmly. "Celestial magic is the power used by most gods and goddesses. The moon goddess’ celestial magic, in particular, is very distinct. As for how he got to interact with it... She probably appears in his dreams."

The fairy leader sure was patient. While the Alpha questioned her, not once did her tone change or did she become aggressive toward him.

"Anyways." The Fairy Queen clasped her palms together before Alpha Beowulf could ask any more questions. "The chosen one’s safety shall now become the Fey’s responsibility. I’ll discuss with the elven king to allocate more soldiers from his side to come here. I’ll also be sending my people too."

My brows creased into a frown as I mustered up the courage to ask. "Why? Are the vampires aware of the chosen one’s existence?"

This was becoming more and more complicated. I couldn’t help worrying about Rhett’s safety as my eyes met his. His eyes were calm, but hidden within them were a myriad of emotions.

He gave me a reassuring nod just as the fairy Queen responded to my question. "I’m uncertain if the vampires are aware of his existence, but then again, the vampire Lord is not to be underestimated. If he finds out that there’s someone capable of killing him, he will go all out to destroy them. He has reigned at the top of the supernatural food chain for thousands of years and wouldn’t be willing to have that position threatened."

I drew in a deep breath. The shapeshifting vampire was already a big enough threat and now there was a chance that the vampire Lord himself was after Rhett.

"I think it’s best if we continue our discussion inside." Alpha Beowulf spoke cautiously, his eyes darting around suspiciously.

With a shapeshifting vampire lurking around, moon knew if he was disguised as someone right now, listening to our conversation.

The Fairy Queen nodded her understanding as her wings fluttered and she followed behind Alpha Beowulf and Luna Dawn, her fairy soldiers following close beside her.

The pack soldiers around the building remained still, like unmovable statues, as Aceco ushered Rhett and me to the side.

"You said you were able to find an item touched extensively by both Cullen and Lupe?" Aceco asked me, her voice soothing as usual.

She sounded cautious as if she knew how the topic was hurting me. And it was. My friend was dead—brutally murdered— and there was a chance that her murderer was a very close friend of mine who’s actually a vampire in disguise.

It was a lot to process, especially since this also meant my safety and that of everyone else that I cared about, was in jeopardy.

"Yes." I nodded solemnly as I brought out Lupe’s silver dagger. The silver was dull under the darkness of night and had this eerie mysteriousness to it. "Lupe was with this dagger on the day of her death but I retrieved it from Cullen without him knowing. That’s more than enough evidence to me, but still."

Aceco nodded, glancing at Rhett with a grim expression. She stretched her hands, beckoning on me to hand over the dagger.

I did just that and watched as she closed her eyes, grasping the dagger gently between her palms. Her fingers lighted up with a silver white light and the wind blew her hair like a cloud.

Her facial expressions constantly shifted through several emotions, making it clear that she was seeing something. Something disturbing.

Her brows creased as a deep frown settled on her face. She shook her head, her lips quivering as she watched whatever it was that she saw while looking into the dagger.

From what she’d explained, the spell she was using worked by using the interaction Lupe and Cullen have had with the dagger to retrieve memories they both shared with it from the past. And since Lupe had shown only me the dagger, I was certain that Cullen hadn’t had any interactions with it... Except if...

Suddenly, a tear dropped from Aceco’s eye as she shook her head in disbelief. She eventually opened her eyes and handed the dagger back to me, looking at it like it was a bad omen.

"Aceco, are you okay?" Rhett asked hesitantly, placing a hand on her shoulder.

She struggled to catch her breath as she shook her head repeatedly. She stuttered after a minute. "He... He killed her. And worse. And he didn’t even feel an atom of remorse or sympathy. All he felt while doing it was... Pleasure." She shuddered.

It seemed she’d felt the emotions from both Lupe and Cullen from the memories, experiencing them like they were hers.

I knew what this meant, but I still had to ask. "So, does this mean...?"

"Fergus," Aceco muttered. "The vampire’s real name is Fergus."