Adrian was waiting for her when she finally headed back. His gaze snagged on the jacket she had clutched around her shoulder but he didn’t say anything as she padded to the freezer and drank three bottles of water. Running always made her ravenous but they needed to talk and couldn’t postpone it any longer. “I didn’t tell you once I had the power to portal us back here again and I’m sorry.” He said. “Since when? Since before the queen tortured me?” She asked. “No, a day after.” He replied. “I wanted us to have more time together, away from all these demons that chased you into my arms in the first place. I was selfish and I wanted you all to myself even if for a few days more.”She still didn’t find his deceit amusing but she nodded and went to him anyway. He eagerly opened his arms and she crawled into it and rested her head on his shoulder. “I’m not asking for much from you Adrian, but I want to trust you and I cannot do that if you’re keeping secrets from me.”“I know.” He rep
With nothing else but her bag of clothes, Freya took off. The faster she got to the royal castle and got her business taken care of, the faster she could get out of this realm, somehow. She left the sleeping tree, taking an already carved path in the direction she was pointed. She had no idea what kept Adrian back but he would surely know she was headed to the castle when he eventually got here and she could not afford to wait. As she walked, she couldn’t help but admire the realm. So different from home where magic and wonders barely existed anymore but it was also different from the realm Adrian portaled her to before. Faerie land embodied the fanciful aspect of magic, with grass so green it looked like it was stained that colour, the green mountains sloped gently in the horizon, eliciting the childish urge to go running over them and down the other side. Colourful butterflies cascaded from flower to flower, gently stirring her hair, resting on her shoulders and tiny creatures wit
“Why would you draw your blade on me?” Adrian asked, looking confused and Freya faltered. Was the realm already fucking with her mind? She must have gone crazy...“It’s this place, it’s trying to turn us against each other but we’ll overcome it. Come, I found somewhere safe we can stay for a while.” Adrian said and extended his hand to her. She trusted him. Her legs moved to go to him but she glanced back at the path. “They told me not to wander from the path.” She said. And here was Adrian thinking of going even farther away. “We don’t need rest, let’s head back and finish the journey.”She turned to leave. “No.” Adrian’s adamant refusal startled her. “The ones that instructed you to follow the path; they are masters of mischief. That path leads nowhere, you must come with me now.”She glanced between the path she was supposed to take and the man she loved and her eyes narrowed on Adrian. “Where are our bags?” She asked him and he frowned. “What bags?”Her hackles rose and she w
“You try anything funny and I’ll kill you.” She growled and the merman laughed. “If I died every time someone made a threat on my life, I wouldn’t have any life left to live. Give me your hand.”She did, and he held it up and grinned up at her. “The Fae do not deal well with trespassers. Your life shall be mine to do with as I please, should I taste your blood and find you an impostor.”Her brow cocked curiously. No wonder the man was practically frothing at the mouth, he was already anticipating tearing into her flesh. Well, not if she killed him first. His claw opened her wrist and his tongue lashed out and lapped a drop of the blood. “Hmmm.” He hummed and closed his eyes.Her blood would only reveal her werewolf heritage and Adrian already informed her that her kind were not wanted in the realm. Her hand tightened on her dagger as his eyes flashed wide open but the attack she anticipated never came. The merman stared at her and the veins in his wide eyes thickened, started to g
The Fae noble turned to leave and the magic ties around her hand jerked her forward to follow him. “Wait!” She gasped out, chasing after him but he never stopped. “I said wait! This is a mistake!”“Keep your mouth shut or I will shut it for you.” He drawled. “I don’t know these people! I was kidnapped for the Goddess’s sake! You must believe me, I was sleeping against a tree and when I woke up, I was down here and I had to fight for my life.”He suddenly stopped walking and she crashed into his back. She staggered back with a hiss and he spun around, his brows lowering into a frown as he advanced. “Did you say the grunts successfully deceived you?” He asked her. “I have no idea who the ‘grunts’ are but yes! That’s what I’ve been trying to say, I never met these people before today. I’m not one of them so release me.” She held her bound wrists up to him and he took a threatening step towards her. She wanted to stand her ground, to close the distance between them, to touch his sk
Her mate motioned for her to get into the carriage and she did. He got into the seat opposite her and placidly watched the scenery speed away outside while she watched him. He looked so unbothered, she might as well not exist to him and she hated the feeling. She cleared her throat pointedly. “What’s your name?” She asked him and those kaleidoscope eyes came to rest on her. Immediately it felt like she’d been electrified. She got the feeling that not much slipped past the male’s notice, could he see her real intentions when he looked at her? That she was up to no good?“Why should you know my name?” He asked and she rolled her eyes. “I must know what to call you by. I cannot continue calling you as I have been doing.” She pointed out. “Do as you please, it matters naught to me.”“Okayy I have a few good names. Asshole for one, meathead... no, demon eyes or-““You can call me Zeldaurus.” He cut her off. “Zeldaurus...” the name rolled off her tongue smoothly. “I’m Freya.”He scof
“Are you not?” Her partner twirled her. “Are you from the Winter court then?”“I’m from none of the courts.” She told him and his eyes glittered, interested. “Are you a changeling? But surely you must know what court your birth parents belong to.” Her lips curved with amusement and she wondered why they all took a look at her and assumed she was fae. She didn’t have any of their features, not the pointed ears nor their otherworldly radiance. “I’m no changeling, whatever that is.” She replied. “You know, switched at birth-“There was about a score of people blocking her from Zeldaurus’ view now. She squeezed her partner’s arm. “What if I didn’t want to be seen?” She cut him off. “This dance is making my head spin and I cannot have the host see me so weary.”Her dance partner was watching her curiously. “I could shield us from view.” He said and snapped his fingers.Her brows went up as he suddenly vanished from her site. A hand grabbed her arm and she swallowed her scream when she
It was Freya’s very first time being so high up and she marvelled from atop Pegasus’ back as she stared down below. She was awed. “They are all so... tiny!” She exclaimed. The people at the festival were far below her and she could see some of them pointing towards her as she flew away. They were like ants, these creatures that were so tall and so proud on the ground. She laughed, realising suddenly that the air was one point of combat she never considered before now. She could just imagine if somebody controlled the air in a war. The war might be over before it even started!Leaning down, she stroked her fingers over Pegasus’s strong neck. “Fly baby, higher.”Pegasus obeyed. Freya laughed in delight when she found herself in between the clouds.“Amazing.” She gushed, swirling her fingers into the air and they came away damp. “This is all so terribly amazing.” She gushed, her heart in her throat. “If only I could take you back home with me.” She gushed. As if her pretty dress had re