Not trusting them was a good call. They were clearly bullshitting me aboutsomething.
"Yup," Darius finally agreed.
"That wasn't convincing at all." I looked at Callum. "What aren't you telling me? Does this have to do with the way I affect your magic?"
Callum's jaw clenched.
Darius cleared his throat. "You know, I actually have to get going, so?—"
"If I mated with Merrily, would I cancel her magic out too?" I asked.
"I wish. I would already have stolen you from him," Merrily said easily.
Callum growled, "I'd like to see you try."
"Let's be real—I'd melt both of you and take her for myself if she could fix me," Darius said bluntly.
"That doesn't make any sense. Why can't I do the same for every fae, if this is some weird talent I just happen to possess?"
Silence followed.
I narrowed my eyes at Callum.
Merrily finally sighed. "You're going to have to tell her if you want her to walk down the aisle tomorrow, Callum. For the record, I said honesty would be the best route from the start."
With that, she hung up.
I didn't take my eyes off the ice king.
His jaw clenched.
"What aren't you telling me?"
Sable was quiet, but the conversation had her full attention too.
He didn't respond.
I waited.
"You can tell me, or I can walk out that door right now." I pointed toward the exit.
Callum let out a harsh breath. "Have you heard of fated mates? Soulmates?"
My forehead creased. "What does that have to do with anything?"
"Have you heard of them?" he repeated.
"I mean, yeah. Hasn't everyone? They're a myth."
"For most kinds of immortals, yes. Not for fae."
I stared at him.
"There's one person out there for each of us. The only way to find them is by making a bargain with them. Because bargains require a piece of a person's soul, when a fae attempts a deal with their fated mate, it connects their souls instead."
"Okay... you and I have a bargain, though."
He clenched his jaw again
