I slowly faced Zenaida, my mind whirring with this newfound understanding. “He can’t hurt me.”
“He can’t,” she echoed, fully aware of who I meant.Typhos Lucifer.
I hadn’t realized why I’d come here exactly, just that it’d felt right. Perhaps because Zenaida had pulled me here.
But apparently I’d been seeking validation. Confirmation that Lucifer wouldn’t harm me.A need to know that it’s truly safe to meet with the Hell Fae King.
Except Zenaida had said I wouldn’t be safe if I kept him waiting. “Why?” I asked her now. “You said he can’t hurt me. So why won’t I be safe if I keep him waiting?” Those felt like conflicting concepts.
“I never said that Typhos would be the threat to your safety, Ajax.” Her black hair seemed to wave all around her slender shoulders, her petite size betraying her Omega status. But being an Omega in Fortune Fae society didn’t mean she was weak or powerless.
Quite the opposite, in fact.
Zenaida was one of the strongest fae I’d ever met.
A large male stepped out of the house, his silver hair gleaming in the sunlight.Kodiak. Zenaida’s Fortune Fae Alpha mate. Only, his eyes weren’t slitted like a normal Alpha’s. However, he had Alpha fangs—two sharp points that he showed off as he grinned at me.
“Zen said you might want to take these to go,” he told me, handing me a brown bag. “Something about an important meeting.”
“Right.” That meant I wasn’t going to get any more information out of Zenaida.
Typical Fortune Fae, always cryptic.
Just like her grandson.
“Thank you, Zen,” I said softly.
“Of course, darling.” She walked over and put her arms around me in a hug.
Kodiak watched with interest, probably because it was strange for a Fortune Fae Omega to openly hold someone like this.Touchinspired foretelling, and a lot of Zenaida’s kind were careful about what futures they evoked.
After several beats, she released me, her blue eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Choose wisely, Ajax,” she whispered. “Love fiercely.”
With those somewhat ominous words, she turned and headed toward the house.
“Oh.” She looked back at Melek. “Bespelling that contract for Az and Camillia was quite clever. We should play chess sometime.”
“I would enjoy that,” he replied.
“As would I,” she returned, the tears in her gaze having vanished behind her smile. “See you next week.”
My brow furrowed. “What’s next week?” I asked Melek after she and Kodiak entered the house.
“The Interrealm Fae Ball,” he replied. “However, something tells me that’s not what she means. Or maybe she does.” He shrugged. “I suppose we’ll find out soon enough. But first…” He held out his hand, his eyebrows waggling.
I shook my head. “No.” I would shadow myself. He could follow.
Because apparently he was good at that.
Which…Hold on…“How did you know I was here?”
“How do I know anything at all?” he asked, amusement dancing in his features.
With a growl, I shadowed again.
Trying to get answers out of Melek was like trying to turn a boulder into sand.
Grueling. Frustrating. And too long a task to make the end result worth it.
