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And have you seen my black jacket with the Gryffindor patch on the front? I can’t find—”
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“Taylor,” she calls, her voice already fading into sleep. “What?” I open the door. “Don’t forget. Nine o’clock. Where I come from, if you break a deal, the punishment isn’t pretty.” “You come from Long Island.” I shake my head and shoulder my backpack. “And I’ll be there.”
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“Don’t worry. I need you alive.” I snap my gaze to her. “What?” “Nothing.” She laughs. “I just mean I need you alive to drive me home.”
“What did you do?” My words slur. “It’s time.” Cecile tweaks my nose. “For you to go.” “Go where?” My body slumps back, my muscles going lax. “Let’s get this done.” The other girl. The too-familiar voice. She moves closer, a faintly curious look on her face. On my face.
The necromancer’s curse can’t last forever. I won’t give up on finding my mate, and neither should you.”
Gareth to King Leander
With a move so swift I almost miss the movement, he backhands me across the face. When I taste blood, I know it’s real. All of it. And it’s not a dream. It’s a nightmare.
Taylors moment of realization
their darkness is simply hidden beneath a thin layer of gold. Gilded, not pure.
Summer high fae
The rest of the table begins to eat once I’ve taken my first bite. They were waiting on me. Summer realm manners are stiffer than my cock, which is saying something, because it is acting up at the moment.
Leander thoughts
The world goes silent except for her. All I can hear is her thundering heartbeat. All I can see is the fear in her eyes, the painful marks along her face. Her scent hits me full force, and something inside me unfurls like dark wings. She is mine. I can feel it, an unbreakable tether linking me to her.
Leander meeting his mate
She doesn’t look up, doesn’t sense her mate—but that doesn’t matter. I’ve sensed her. Her fate is sealed.
The scent from the fur and the shirt I’m wearing is the same one that wafts from him. It’s the promise of a cold winter’s night spent next to a roaring fire.
“I will protect you with my life.” I kiss the crown of her head, her light brown hair beautiful in the too-bright sun. “Nothing will harm you as long as I walk this world, and I will take my love for you to the glowing lands of the ancestors if my time is cut short. I will wait for you there. Just as I have waited for you here.”
I’ve wanted to bury my face between her thighs for every second I’ve had her alone—and some when I haven’t. Her scent heightens like the color in her cheeks, and I know if I reached between her creamy thighs, I’d find her wet for me. My cock pulses at the thought.
Tyrios holds up an aged piece of parchment. “This document shows my ownership. She is mine. I inherited her from my former wife.” He shakes the paper, as if it will matter. “Use her for your needs. But return her to me when you’re finished with her.” His implication sends shards of ice floating through my veins. Is this how they “use” their changelings in the summer realm?
I peer at her—at my future—and almost burst with pride. She is mine, and I would lay down my life to keep her safe. Once we are surrounded by snow and ice, wind and cold—the chilled heart of the winter realm—I will breathe easier. “We leave at nightfall.”
Gareth waits at the door, his stance like a drawn bow string, and glances at my stance. “You expecting trouble?” I grin and squeeze Taylor’s small hand. “Always.”
Like Dorothy, I can’t go back the way I came, I can only follow the yellow brick road until I get to Oz.
“I thought I was going to see some hot mating fuckery last night. All I saw was awkwardness and then sleeping.”
