“Well, well, let’s see what we can do for you now, shall we?”
I stood and walked over to him as he watched me with squinting eyes. “My brother did a fine job, but I can still sense her power. It’s very strong.”
Brayden frowned. “The Fae Lords questioned her and did not sense it.”
Artemis smirked. “Who do you think taught the Fae Lords their magic studies in their school days?”
Brayden looked shocked. “You?”
He nodded, still watching me as I stood there feeling awkward at being examined.
“I knew they were dark-hearted from the beginning. I should have never taught them their master levels.” He tsked.
“Can you fight them? Overpower them?” I wondered aloud.
Artemis looked like he sucked on a lemon. “Before they bound themselves to six of the most powerful Greywolves to ever live, yes. Now? I would not last a minute in battle with them.”
Wow, that was very sobering information.
Brayden nodded. “That’s what I keep telling her.”
“Sorry,” I snipped, and Artemis grinned as if our little tiff brought him some joy.
“But if they were unchained from the Greywolves…” I added.
That brought a huge smile to the fae’s face. “Oh, in that case I would eat them for breakfast.”
I gulped, unsure if that was a literal threat and if he in fact ate flesh.
“Permission to touch you, my dear?” he said, and I nodded, surprised he’d asked.
Reaching out, he grasped my temples and then winced. “Oh dear light, her past life memories are like Swiss cheese.”
“What? What does that mean?” Brayden stepped closer but I already knew. Ifeltlike my memories were Swiss cheese. The ones that reminded me of my Greywolf life at least.
He tsked again. “A spell gone wrong. Ripped her past life memories right out.”
“No…” Brayden sounded like he’d just been shot, but I was still processing the words and didn’t really know what they meant.
Brayden looked sick. “Are you telling me I might never know who my wife is?”
Artemis frowned. “I’m telling you that you can choose who you want your wife to be because this girl probably won’t ever be able to tell you who she was.”
NowIfelt sick. My memories were in that bad of shape? What if Brayden didn’t pick me? What if he picked Leah? The room spun as anxiety slammed into me full bore.
Why the hell was Artemis looking at my memories when he was supposed to be letting some of my power out?
I glared up at him and he seemed to read my thoughts. “Sorry, darling, I can’t help what I see, and I must advise my king in all matters.”
Your king! He’s been your king all of five seconds,I wanted to yell.
How about you advise him that I was his wife! What would that hurt?
“Ready?” he asked me.
I didn’t even want to know if it was going to hurt. I just nodded and then tensed all of my muscles. Opening his mouth, he blew over my face, surprising me; my eyelashes shuttered closed. The scent of freshly fallen rain mixed with spring flowers enveloped me and I immediately felt at peace.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve been in the presence of a Greywolf who still had their power,” Artemis said, causing my eyelids to open.
