Song of the Fae (Wildsong, #1)

by Tricia O'Malley

and while every time the dream was different – the message was always the same. Come to me.

My blood. You belong with me.

Yes, her heart seemed to whisper. Go to him.

“No, it’s hard to plan when you’re flying blind. I find that keeping your head up and your heart open is the best way to handle much of what life throws at you.”

“There now, mavourneen. Hush. I’ll make it better.”

She hadn’t been a good mother, nope, but for once Imogen considered the thought that it hadn’t been because Imogen was unlovable.

I like to be prepared. I need to…” “You need to what?” “I need to be able to take care of myself.”

“I’ll take care of you, Imogen.”

“I just knew you needed me.” “I don’t need you,”

He surprised her by reaching out and tugging once on her braid, and she bristled at his touch. “Aye, the most important things are challenging.”

Well, not that she ever had sweet words for him. But he’d imagined her kiss would taste sweet.

Attraction mattered little if there was no trust.

“I think the Domnua planted you. To take my powers. To make me lose my mind. To lose sleep while I dreamed about you. To distract me from my mission of protecting Callum. Exactly at a time that I can’t afford distraction. Isn’t that right, Imogen?”

Rarely had Imogen been pulled in for a hug, and to this day, she still couldn’t quite get comfortable with physical affection.

she could appreciate a man who didn’t feel the need to break the silence with inane chatter.

“You don’t have to take those punches alone anymore, if you don’t want to,”

“I don’t know that I’m good enough for you, Nolan. I’m scared you’ll realize that I’m not enough and you’ll leave. Just like everyone else has.”

I think I already knew, even then, that I was lost to you.

I don’t want to be alone anymore, Nolan.”

Thoughts of you have consumed me to the point of almost madness, mavourneen.”

“It’s so you can always find your way back to me,”

“I’m glad you like it. I made it myself. I’ve charmed it, as well. You can ask it to lead you to me, if needed.” “Oh, you’re her True North.”