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The faeries face turned downward into a frown. “I’m sorry,” she whispered.
At first, I thought Kellan would toss her into the woods, but then I noticed the pull of his brow and the way his full lips mimicked her frown.
So, Mr. Anti-hero does have a heart.
“Listen,” he said under his breath. “Do you know where I can find someone that can undo Deidamia’s spell?”
She pressed her mouth together and pulled her arm from his grasp. “Maybe.”
They held an uncomfortable stare off before he cursed under his breath. “Fine, you can come with us, but you’re not coming back to Earth. Once we find our way home, you have to go to yours.”
She nodded. “I know someone who practices herbal magic, but nothing like Deidamia.”
Kellan glanced down at me while I stole a donut from the bag. “Sounds better than nothing,” I suggested over a full mouth.
He bent down but stopped himself, pulling out a pair of ballet flats from his pocket. “Put these on.”
I stared at the black shoes. I’d never been happier in my entire life, even when I wore those same shoes around my house for two years because I swore I was going to be a famous ballerina one day.
“Thank you.”
He grunted in response while tossing me over his back.
The faerie looked at me as I slipped into my shoes and stood up with a donut in my mouth. I tore it in half and offered her a piece.
She took it greedily, and I watched in sadness as she inhaled it.
I tore my gaze away from her to see Kellan staring at me.
He cleared his throat. "Well, lead the way. I don't know where I'm going."
She hurried to the front of him and began taking us through the woods.
I didn’t like the idea of going back into the woods. Whether with a tour guide or not, the Dark Woods had ruined me and my urge to disappear into the woods for a while.
I doubted I’d ever look at the bayou the same way again. If I made it back.
Kellan swung my lifeless body into his arms, and I caught him staring at me again. This time, I noticed him take a deep breath inward, and inhale my scent.
Did he like it? I didn’t imagine it smelled good, considering our whereabouts. But something traveled across his face that tingled my lower stomach.
“This way,” the faerie said.
I needed to ask her name, but I didn’t. I followed behind Kellan, feeling an invisible string tugging me toward this grumpy anti-hero.
Why did my dad choose him?
I was sure the options were slim.
Not that I was complaining.
He was nice to look at and made my stomach do twists and turns despite his broody nature.
Kellan halted suddenly, sending me into his back, and turned to look down at me. “Stop it.”
The faerie stopped several feet ahead of me and looked back.
“Stop what? Am I breathing too loudly for you?” I asked sarcastically. “Is my presence such a bother—”
