He looked down at me quizzically, cocking his head to the side. Leaning forward, he inhaled and his eyes glowed violet, much like his brother’s and very unlike the sickly green when he’d been angry at Brayden. Some dawning recognition fell over his face and a warmth spread throughout my chest.
“Did my brother tell you that she is part fae?” he mused.
“What!?” we both yelled at the same time.
He inhaled again. “Nothing too powerful. An everyday healing fae I suspect, but oh yes, her blood smells richly of my people.”
Brayden looked flabbergasted and I was just… stunned into silence. I opened my mouth to speak and then closed it and then opened it again.
What the what? Fae?
“How is that possible?” Brayden finally found his voice and I was grateful he was asking the question I wanted the answer to as well.
“Well, her soul might be that of a Greywolf, which then carries her power into her host body, but this host body was about a quarter fae I presume—before she was bitten of course,” Artemis said coolly.
A quarter fae?Host body?I did not like either of those terms one bit. So I was a quarter fae and three-quarters wolf?
“My mom?” I asked suddenly.
Brayden shook his head. “She’s one hundred percent human. It would have to be your father.”
I crossed my arms. “You thoughtIwas a hundred percent human too.”
Brayden shook his head. “No I didn’t. I knew there was something special about you that night you jumped in front of Silas to help me, but I thought you were Lena. You didn’t smell fully human, but I couldn’t put my finger on it.”
A quarter fae? “Why didn’t your brother smell this on me?” I leaned in and sniffed my armpit.
Artemis frowned. “You probably walked into his house smelling like a full-blown Greywolf. I can only smell your fae now because the Greywolf power is subdued.”
I chewed my lip. “The Fae Lords. They would have smelled it.”
He nodded. “A lot of ‘humans’ are actually a tenth or a quarter fae. It’s quite common.”
That made me relax a little. Okay, tons of humans walking around with some fae blood in them, no biggie. My mom slept with a half fae and didn’t realize.
All Good.Everything is fine.
“But what happens when you mix a Greywolf soul in a partial fae body?” Brayden sounded alarmed and I suddenly had zero chill.
Everything is not fine! Panic! Panic to the extreme!
Artemis grinned. “I have no idea. Isn’t that exciting? Normally a fae and a Greywolf couldn’t procreate, so this is a real treat.”
“Okay, we need to stop talking about the fae thing, it’s freaking me out,” I snapped, feeling like my chest was tightening and I couldn’t breathe.
Hello, darkness, my old friend.
Artemis frowned. “Fine, hold still and I’ll release your power.”
Finally. I wanted to get on with the show and have him stop commenting on my Swiss cheese memories and partial fae genes.
He touched my temples and there was a littlepopin my head and a slight fluttering and then it was gone.
“Your power does not like being bound.” He looked at me and I shrugged.
Sounded like my power and personality were similar.
“It’s done?” Brayden asked, smelling the air.
