Page 191 of Fractured Fate

Everyone looked at Noah.

“The prophecy,” Riley said like it was obvious.

“I don’t know much of their motives, but if Blaire becomes a Vasirian and the ancient magic awakens and kills us all, I don’t blame them for being concerned.” He looked at Blaire. “I don’t think you should die or anything, but there has to be something to avoid destroying us.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Lukas snapped, sitting up.

“The prophecy.”

“That is so not the prophecy,” Riley said. “Is that what your gang thinks?”

“Not my gang.”

“My bad.” Riley waved a hand. “Former gang.”

“Anyway, it’s what’s spread throughout the rogue communities and created the panic.”

Lukas slumped back, releasing a string of curses. Blaire placed her hand on his arm.

“Your sources are very wrong, Mr. Black. The prophecy is the exact opposite of your belief.”

“What?”

Charlotte saw the confusion in Noah’s eyes. He didn’t know the truth. It would seem none of the rogues did.

“If Blaire doesn’t become a Vasirian, then the magic keeping us alive disappears and we all die,” the headmistress said, clasping her hands in front of her.

“What in the… What?” Noah looked around the table at everyone. They all held varying degrees of frustration and resignation. “You’re serious?”

“I don’t joke, Mr. Black.”

“I… I didn’t know.” He swept his gaze to Blaire. “I swear I didn’t know.”

She nodded but said nothing.

“Is there a way to inform the other rogues?” Charlotte said, sitting up in Aiden’s lap now that he’d calmed down. “Maybe put an end to this?”

Seth shook his head. “We can’t just put out an all-broadcast bulletin like an international emergency. Humans can’t know. It would create a panic like we’ve never seen.”

“We need to speak to the Oracle,” Headmistress Velastra said, looking at Dominic. “Perhaps the Celestial Conclave has provided her insight into this dilemma. If she’s unaware, she needs to know as well as the rest of the clan. The rogues believing Blaire is a threat to them, and not their salvation, makes this a treacherous path to navigate.”

“Speaking of the Oracle,” Blaire started, and everyone looked at her. “I had another dream last night.”

“A dream?”

Blaire looked across the table at Charlotte with a nod.

Blaire had shared before about a magical place that she could only access in her dreams if the Oracle pulled her there. The place was real but cut off from their plane of existence because of the loss of magic. It sounded like the stuff of fairytales, but she knew Blaire wasn’t lying about it. Too many things aligned with other events they’d explained to her.

The coolest part of it all was Blaire had a guardian wolf named Ciro that the Celestial Conclave granted her with her father’s will for her to be safe. A guardian wolf was another thing to add to the top of the pile of unreal things Charlotte had to believe if she expected to survive this world.

“What happened?”

Blaire looked up at the headmistress. “The Oracle told me about Charlotte and why she became a Korrena.”

“What? When?” Riley pushed to her knees again, unable to sit still. “Why?”

“In my dream last night. I’ve been with Professor Sinclair all day, so I couldn’t say anything.”