“Evil, are we?” That smirk grew wider. “My, how you have got the fae all wrapped up in a lovely little package.”
“Your friend Kalen keeps trying to kill my friends.”
Blake’s eyes flashed with something that I might’ve mistaken for anger on someone with actual human emotions. “I took care of him for you.”
“What?”
“Let’s just say he won’t be barking up your tree again.” Blake snorted at my blank expression. “He’s dead, Princess. He’s pushing up the daisies. The Unseelie played footy with his severed head, and my team won. If that act of selflessness doesn’t get me into your good graces or your knickers, then I’ll just give up right now.”
“No, you won’t,” I sighed. “Why are youhere? If you’re going to do to me what you did to Flynn, just get on with it. I’ll scream and bring the entire Briarwood coven down on your ass.”
“I’m not going to hurt you, Maeve.”
Why do those words make me heart flutter?
“Wait, how do you know my name?”
Blake’s smirk widened. “I see your friends have taken liberties with the story they gave you. It shouldn’t surprise me.”
“Have you come to steal me away to your realm, like Connor and the other baby?”
“I’ll steal you away wherever you want to go,” Blake growled, his voice caressing my insides, making the ache pound with frustration. “But I’m nowhere near strong enough to take you back with me, even if you wanted to go. I’ve come to give you a friendly warning.”
“You’re not my friend.”
“I’d very much like to be.”
“And this is how you start a friendship? By hurting Flynn and stealing babies and trapping me in a bathroom and invading my dreams?” I hadn’t meant to say that last bit, but the sensation ofBlake’s lips on mine, of his cock pounding deep inside me, came back to me, as vivid and visceral as if they’d really happened.
And he knows about my dreams. That’s the only explanation, even though it makes even less sense than everything else around here.
“Is that what you think is happening?” Blake laughed. “Oh, Maeve. You don’t know what you are at all. I didn’t invade your dreams, sweetheart. You’re the one who pulls me in.”
He’s lying. It’s just some fairy trick designed to confuse me.
But something that he said made me hesitate. He said the guys hadn’t told me the whole truth. I knew he’s right, because Emily didn’t recognize me. But I’d been too distracted by croquet games and sword fighting lessons and Viking kisses and theoretical physics to make the guys tell me thetruth.
A surge of anger flared in my veins.I’ve been an idiot. Letting the guys lie to me because of this stupid, schoolyard crush I had on all of them.
Well, not anymore.
I’m getting some answers, one way or another.
“What is your warning?” I asked Blake.
“Only this; the fae courts are now united. Their combined power will eventually break down the gateway between our worlds. And take it from someone who’s been there – you don’t want to find out what comes from beyond that gateway.”
“You almost sound like you want me to stop them.”
“That’s one thing that I want. The other things…” His finger traced a line of fire across my cheek. “Maybe you’ll find out one day soon.”
Oh, bollocks.
My body responded again, and I tilted my chin towards him. Blake tucked a loose strand of my bright pink bangs behind my ear, his fingers sending shivers through me.
“Why, though? Aren’t you a fae prince or something?”
“Appearances can be deceiving.” Blake withdrew his fingers, his lips pursing. “Until next time, Maeve Moore.”
