FAE KING CALLUM FROST ANNOUNCES ENGAGEMENT TO KAT DAVIS OF THE WEREWOLF CAFE
No luck.
What the hell?
I clicked on the link, hoping they'd just twisted the contents of an interview or something, though I had no idea what interview that could’ve been.
People had been speculating on the internet about our "relationship" since we were photographed going into his privateroom in the nightclub to make a deal, but this was something else entirely.
The same title was on the top of the article.
I read it again, just to be sure I hadn’t lost my mind completely.
FAE KING CALLUM FROST ANNOUNCES ENGAGEMENT TO KAT DAVIS OF THE WEREWOLF CAFE
Damn.
I scanned the article.
The fae council announced late last night that the first of their royals, Callum Frost, and his long-time partner, Kat Davis, have finally decided to make things official by sealing a mate bond. Details about the ceremony have not been released yet, but will be made public soon.
I shook my head. My bun bounced a bit. I must’ve tied it too loose. "This has to be fake news."
I looked at the website name.
Itwasreputable.
"Someone’s just trying to get people's attention. They don't make money unless people read it," I added.
Jonah’s hazel eyes held none of their usual playfulness. "He's behind the announcement, Kat. It's everywhere."
"It can't be real. I would know if I were engaged."
He gestured to my arm."Can he use that to force you to mate with him?"
"Of course not. There are rules."
"Do you know for sure that there are rules againstthat?"
I didn't.
Jonah knew that as well as I did. Neither of us had any understanding of fae magic. Researching anything other than where to find Callum and what it was like to make a bargain with a fae were the full extent of what a person could learn about them on the internet.
You had to be truly desperate, and have nothing to lose, to even consider making a deal. Both of which I had been when I found Callum in that nightclub five years ago.
I didn’t regret the decision… but it hadn’t exactly come back to bite me yet. And I did know that was probably going to happen at some point.
An engagement couldn’t be it, though. Right?
The sky rumbled in the distance. I didn't bother looking out the window.
The drizzle of rain was only one of Rumor’s many problems, and it wasalwaysraining.
It literally didn't stop. Some spellcaster had messed up one of their enchantments when building the wards that surrounded the city, and even after a hundred years, no one had managed to fix the spell.
They'd tried two years earlier, but had only managed to lighten the amount of rain.
So, we lived beneath an endless drizzle.
