The King's Captive (Gate of Myth and Power, #1)

by K.M. Shea

Who is this guy that he has a gate in his house? “Your Majesty.” Your Majesty? He’s a KING?! A shape emerged from the shadows. Tall and lean, he had a similar feel to the guy carrying me, but the impression of power was much weaker. He had the same tapered ears, and his hair was blond—but a shade so pale it was closer to platinum. My supernatural kept walking but flicked his hazel eyes in the shadow guy’s direction. “What is it, Charon?” “Are you sure you don’t wish for me to pursue the…unwanted visitors?” The new guy, Charon, fell into step behind my supernatural, his head bowed in homage. He’s a king with bloodthirsty minions. This is getting better and better. He must be some kind of high ranking fae. “It’s unnecessary,” my supernatural said. He adjusted his hold on me, better supporting my back. I twisted so I could peer back at the gate, trying to fix its appearance and location in my mind and ignore the nausea-inducing sensation of being carried and looking backwards at the same time.

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