To Catch a Fae (Winter's Thorn #0.5)

by Mila Young

You’re so much more than insane, little wolf. The low rumble of his voice wrapped around my mind, deep and smooth, reverberating through my bones. He who had no name, who refused to give me his name, who was always in my head. Something I never told a single soul; otherwise, I’d end up in an asylum.

Let them hate you. His voice broke through the music. As long as they fear you, little wolf, you will be fine.

When it’s just us two, you respond, and I can make you feel things. Make you forget everything else.

Let them fear you. It’s better to be a wolf than the lamb.

Not stuck in the real world with everything that entailed. Foster care, school sucking, and the part-time job that came with a few perks like free movies.

I want you to be mine. To tremble under my touch, to scream my name. To love my bad behavior.

The question isn’t why he doesn’t like you, but why do you want him to? “You’re deep sometimes.” It’s my curse. I am the prince of darkness, after all.

You’ve been forgotten, little wolf. But I know exactly who you are. I just need to find you.

Oh, little wolf… His voice cracked, then faded. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

“Who’s out there?” “Monsters?” I looked up at him, his eyes darkening. “You once told me you were the monster.” “How do you think one destroys them? By becoming one.”

“I don’t belong to you.” He licked his lips and the fire in his eyes ignited. “You were always mine, little wolf. You just never knew it.”