Born of Betrayal: Trinitatis Covina Series, #1

By Margaret Malory

Meg

Left for dead, Meghan wakes from a coma with no recollection of the events that nearly led to her death. As she fights to regain her lost memories, she will learn things about her family that will shake her beliefs and make her question the world around her. Shaken to the core, she either embraces her family's legacy and learns to harness her powers or risk unleashing an ancient evil into the world.

 

Erik 

For years, he listened to his grandmother's stories about Irish lore, myths and Gods of legends.  He didn't begrudge her her beliefs but as a modern man, he didn't put much stock in things unseen.  Until her. She possesses the powers that his grandmother told him about as a child and was the first woman that didn't look at him as an ATM machine.  Her kindness and her purity of soul touched a part of him that he didn't even know was there.

 

Together, they will have to fight to keep mankind from being overrun by darkness. 

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Margaret Malory
• Release date: Apr 1, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393804512

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Sometimes, all it takes is for pen

and paper to come together to make a difference.

May my words reach all who need them.

Margaret Malory

ONE

Beth

Even though I knew I was alone in the kitchen, I still looked around to make sure of it. I didn’t want any witnesses for what I was about to do. It was just pure luck that I’d refilled my sleeping pill prescription this morning. My marriage was worth a few sleepless nights. Wasn’t it?

Before I could rethink what I was about to do, I dropped half the bottle into a mortar and pestle, grinding it into fine powder. Then I mixed it with the green tea and a little bit of honey. Stirring with a long spoon then tasting the tea to make sure the taste was masked...  Since I wasn’t a big green tea drinker I wasn’t sure what it was supposed to taste like. But I have been taking sleeping pills for years and I couldn’t taste it. I screwed the cap onto the cup to make sure the tea would stay hot.

Twenty five years of marriage and Richard’s had dozens of affairs throughout. Earlier in our marriage, I would retaliate by having affairs of my own. But I wasn’t that young anymore. In society’s eyes, women get older, men become more distinguished. Besides, no one wanted me.

His last affair was five years ago, that I know of.  I’d warned him that I would leave if he cheated again, but who was I kidding? I wasn’t getting any younger and I certainly wasn’t going anywhere. He’d promised he wouldn’t cheat on me again. We’d even gone to marriage counseling.

I took good care of my appearance and  kept  up my figure by jogging three to five times a week, more for vanity’s sake than anything else. I’ve always loved the attention men threw my way. I wasn’t always the best looking woman in the room. Especially when Meg was around but I look pretty good for a forty-six year old mother of six. Our marriage hasn’t always been all sunshine and rainbows, but what marriage was. 

Meg and Richard thought their affair had gone unnoticed. But I wasn’t stupid, a woman  knows. Lately, Richard was always working late.  I’d planned on talking to Meg about Richard’s behavior and asking her for advice on how to handle it but then, I’d found  the texts in Richard’s phone.

Mg: I’ve made all the arrangements, my flight leaves Saturday morning. Yours leaves Sunday afternoon.

Rich: There was no need for that. Beth doesn’t suspect a thing, we could’ve taken the same flight.

Mg: Better safe than sorry. We got a whole week for you to look things over and decide. I know it’s  a big decision. You’re gonna love the small villa.  It’s right on the beach.  Can’t wait to show you around.

Rich: Sounds like heaven. Night hun.

I WAS SHOCKED TO SAY the least but still decided to do a bit of snooping before flying off the handle. Though I would hate to admit it, I have been wrong before and I wanted proof before I ruined my friendship with Meg.

Meg was the only woman I’ve been able to remain friends with for so long, mainly due to the fact that she was mostly attracted to caucasian men. So I had to be sure before I ruined the best friendship I can remember having. For as long as I could remember, I’ve had friends smile in my face while they fucked Richard behind my back.  I watched Meg for three months before I felt comfortable enough to invite her over to my house even though she and Richard worked in the same office building and he knew her before I did.

Meg told me she was going to Cancun for her vacation this year because she wanted to spend some time with her boyfriend. She said she was leaving Saturday morning. This was the first time I was hearing about a new man, or did Meg tell me and I’d been so wrapped up with Richard’s shit that I’d blocked out the conversation? 

Still, I waited somewhat patiently. Then this morning, Richard told me he had to go out of town for business. He was leaving Sunday afternoon.

I spent the day running on automatic, running my errands and barely noticing my surroundings until the pharmacist handed me my sleeping pills refill. I hatched my plan right then and there. I called Meg and made plans for us to go jogging later that night. Let’s see if Richard cancels his trip once Meg disappears.

Jogging alongside Meg, I felt a calmness settle over me. I was doing the right thing, wasn’t I? I was fighting for my marriage after all. What woman wouldn’t understand that? After twenty five years together, I’ll be damned if I let anyone break up my home. I’ve worked too hard and too long to lose the man I love, lazy ass cheater he may be, but he was my lazy ass cheater and the father of three of my six kids.  I’ve  invested too much time in that man to just sit by while he traded me in for a younger model.

Not to mention, I wasn’t  that young anymore. I was pushing forty-seven and didn’t wanna be single at that age, plus I want to keep my family together.  That was one of the reasons I’ve stuck it out for this long.  I can’t support myself, I didn’t even graduate high school.  I was too busy enjoying my youth.  I was barely qualified to work at McDonalds.  If it wasn’t for Richard and Meg’s references, I wouldn’t even have the receptionist job I have now.  I felt a twinge of guilt but quickly squashed it down.

I was getting so tired of Richard’s bullshit and all the attention that Meg was getting at work.  Meg was ten years younger than me, pretty and educated.  Her most attractive trait, she didn’t discriminate against anyone.

I’ve  seen her hold a conversation with homeless people who smelled so bad, they would make your eyes tear up.  I asked her once how she could stand there and talk to someone that smelled so bad with a straight face.  Her