Song of the Fae (Wildsong, #1)

by Tricia O'Malley

No, she was about as useless as a lifeguard on an Olympic swim team.

Struggling to realign her thoughts to change essentially everything she knew of the world, Imogen blinked rapidly when the Water Fae’s eyes widened when he saw her. He bowed his head. Imogen glanced behind her, wondering who he was bowing to, and realized nobody was behind her. Both Callum and Nolan turned, two impossibly handsome men, and both studied her with calculating looks on their faces.

“What did he call you?” Bianca piped in. “My Irish still isn’t the best.” “My Queen.” Nolan’s hard stare almost made Imogen want to follow the Fae into the water.

“Be that as it may, you’ll want to let kindness lead your actions, warrior. I won’t remind you again. However, our time here is short. Let’s just say the Goddesses are watching…”