A Taste of Poison (Entangled with Fae #4)

by Tessonja Odette

Our eyes lock, and my mind empties of all reason. I don’t recall why I was momentarily confused. All I know is that my heart feels as if it’s been torn in two, for no other reason but the agonizing urge to protect. But protect what? The kitten in the murderer’s arms?

Something melts inside me, a calm breaking through the dark storm of my emotions. “Fluffy.” He halts. “What?”

“That feeling is part of losing someone that you love. To ignore it is to dishonor their memory. You don’t get a free pass. You don’t get to run away and feel nothing. You will work through it. You’re strong enough, and every day you’ll get stronger.”

The indecipherable look on Torben’s face after I told him about where I was born is starting to make sense, as is the wry grin on his lips when I said it was strange we’d never met. Strange indeed. Now the truth snaps into place. My first memory of comfort isn’t of my father. It’s of Torben.

“Not sure if it matters that fate might tear us apart, either by danger, punishments, or deadly bargains. I’m not sure if I can live—whether a short life or a long one—without having more of you.”

“The ties of blood matter not to me, only that Edmund loved you as his daughter. You were his world well before I came into his life. He wanted everything for you. If he knew what I tried to make Torben Davenport do, he would…”

even after a year of opening my heart, I’m still fully aware that love is a daily gamble. I know someday I could lose her. Hurt her. She could hurt me. Love is always a risk. We’ll fight, we’ll argue. But I will bet time and time again that we will always return to one another. Always.