#maddithefangirl

It was time for another Inner Circle monthly dinner. 

You had become apart of the Inner Circle for your knowledge of the continent. 

But every time you had to meet up with the group, you were terrified. 

You have had a crush on the Shadowsinger since you met him. Dating without being mated was frowned upon in the Inner Circle, so you had to let that dream die. Well, you tried to let it die, but he consumed all of your dreams. 

Even now, you lounged in the library finally getting a chance to read a book that Nesta had recommended months ago when your thoughts wandered. 

You had walked into the river house and put away your coat. The grandeur of the home always took you by surprise. You walked into the living room where everyone was. It was your favorite room in the whole house as it was homey. The only seat open in the room was next to Azriel. Great. You made your way to your seat and shut down the emotions that tried to come up. The night went on like it always had. Lots of playful bickering and laughter.

Then it was time for dinner. You always ended up sitting next to him somehow. Maybe you liked to torture yourself. He pulled your chair out for you, and you looked up at him, confused. He just insisted that you sit down, so you did. Strange. 

Sometime during the dinner, his hand had come to rest on your thigh. Your emotions were aching to come through, but you swallowed it down. All of your thoughts were around his hand on your leg. You couldn’t focus as his thumb started absentmindedly moving back and forth. You thought you were about to explode. 

“Y/N!” someone called out to you. 

“Y/N, there you are. You’re going to be late for dinner.” You flinched as you came out of your daydream to see Cassian at the door. 

“I’m coming,” you replied. Fuck. Now you would have to see the male you had been dreaming about. 

…

Just like your daydream the night went smoothly. Nothing out of the ordinary. Until it was time to leave. 

“Y/N, can I walk you home?” Azriel popped out of the shadows to say. 

You were perplexed by this. He had never wanted to walk you home before. “Sure,” you replied trying to hide the blush that crept upon your face. 

As you were walking home, you felt his pinky brush past yours. Shit. There was a line of electricity that came with that touch. You looked up at him, but he was already looking down at you. You blushed fiercely.

“Do you have a dream, Y/N?”

You stopped walking. The question came as a surprise. “Yeah… It’s a crazy unreachable dream but yeah I have one.”

“What is it?”

Your mind screams at you to tell him that he is the dream, but you say, “I don’t know if I want to get into all of that… What about you though, do you have a dream?”

“Well of course I have a dream… I want a mate and a family to come home to… that’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

“Wow, Az… that’s beautiful.”

“Now come on, a dream for a dream. What’s yours? I don’t care how crazy it is I wanna know.”

You began to walk again as you managed to get out, “I dream of you. All I do is dream of you- of us.”

He grabbed your arm and spun you around to look at him. 

“Whenever I dream of having a mate, I think of you. It’s you that I want and I want to make your dreams come true.”

A tear came to your eye. That was the sweetest thing you had ever heard. 

Helion laughed, “Well then. Shall we recreate the scene?”

Rhysand butted in, “Do any of your people fit this description?”

“Hmm. There are many a female that would fit your description. But what do you need with them? You just can’t come here and pluck one of my people and take them with you.”

“How did you know we wanted to take her with us?”

“I can smell your bond on you. It’s stronger than before. Is this female you are looking for your mate?”

“We don’t know. That’s why we're here.” Rhysand said in monotone. 

“I will see what I can do. Please, go rest in your quarters and I will seek you out when I am ready.” Helion said solemnly.

…

You were halfway through a stitch when you felt a tug in your chest. That was odd. You had never had this feeling before. 

The stitch was finished before you got up from your spot to go and get some water. Now your heart started beating out of your chest. Your shift wasn’t being close to over, but you could not work while you feel like this, so you went to your supervisor and asked to leave. She was a kind female that didn’t ask questions, so she let you go. 

You run into Helion on your way out. 

“Y/N, where are you going in such a hurry?” He asked.

“Oh, just home. I do not feel well.” You replied. 

“Well my apologies for holding you back, feel better soon.”

You were walking out the door to leave when you felt a tug again. 

There was a strange feeling like you were going the wrong way, so you followed that feeling. It led you up the stairs of the palace- somewhere you had never gone to alone. The walls towered over you as you kept feeling out where to go. 

All of a sudden, you came to a door at the end of the corridor. The door looked big enough for wings to go through. How weird. 

The door seemed to open slightly on its own, which would’ve been weird to you, but it illuminated the couple inside. They were on top of one another, kissing and thrusting. The sheets were tangled up between them as he drove into her relentlessly. This was the most unholy sight you had ever seen. Screams were heard when, all of a sudden, a tug hurled through your chest again. When you looked down this time, you saw a golden string reaching toward the couple. The thrusting stopped as you met the eyes of the couple through the door. You slammed it shut and ran as fast as you could. Down the hallway and the stairs, you ran. Your breath left you as you exerted all of your energy. 

You weren’t fast enough as an arm reached out towards you and grabbed your elbow. The string was completed when you looked down. To the male. 

…

It was her. The female he- they were searching for. He had to get her. 

In a snap, he was clothed and ran out the door. Feyre called for him, but his mind was only set on you. Your hair was blowing in the wind with how fast you ran, but he was faster. He reached out and grasped your arm. There. He was finally there, and when he looked down, the golden string was connected to her chest. 

There were tears rolling down her face. From what emotion, he did not know.

He went to cup her cheek when she swatted him away and tried to run again. He grabbed her again and finally looked into her eyes. They were some of the most beautiful he had ever seen. He was getting lost in them as he was shaken back into consciousness. Feyre had come running after them. She was wearing a thin robe and slippers. 

“What’s going on here?” Feyre asked.

Rhys didn’t know what to say to that. What was going on here? Could she not see the golden string? 

The unnamed female was still crying and he didn’t know what to do. 

“Why don’t we just go and talk about this in our quarters,” Rhys said. 

You just nodded and followed them back to the room. How were you to deny your… mate? Is that what this is all about? You were dizzy and confused as you followed them. This was about to be either the best or the worst conversation of your life. 

…

As you all returned to their room, your nerves were skyrocketing. How could they not?

There were a couple of couches by the fireplace that magically lit as you walked over. The couple sat on one couch as you sat on the other facing them. You realized then that they were absolute strangers to you. 

“So…” you said, not knowing how to start this conversation. 

“Well, Feyre darling, this is the female we have been searching for.” Rhys said plainly. 

“Searching for… what are you talking about?”

So he told you everything from the nightmares to the visions and how they found you here. You were astonished that someone would go through so much trouble just to find you.

The female now known as Feyre couldn’t stop glaring at me. The hatred in her stare was suffocating. 

“May we have a moment?” Feyre asked. 

“Anything you have to say to me you can tell to my other mate.” Rhys said back. 

“Mate? So now you want to tell me what’s going on here?” 

The bickering started and didn’t seem to stop. 

The air in the room was thick, which made it hard to breathe. You began to get dizzy again from their fighting then one moment you were staring at them and the next, you were consumed by darkness.