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could see the night was lit up with torches and a huge bonfire. All
manner of Fae creatures danced around the bonfire. Some of them
didn’t look even vaguely human. Meg felt her jaw dropping and
forced it to close. A cheer went up when she walked into the yard.
“Welcome, Queen Meg,” they said as she passed.
She plastered a stunned smile on her face as they welcomed her.
Then there was only one person in the whole world as Cian Finn
walked up to her. He was so beautiful that Meg felt her heart seize.
“My queen,” he said, bowing. He held out his hand. “A dance for
your poor husband?”
Meg let him lead her. When she was encircled by his arms, her
head against his chest, she realized that Cian Finn might be even more
dangerous than his brother.
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Sophie Oak
Chapter Thirteen
It was the horrible sound of the rooster crowing that woke Meg
the next morning. It sounded like the damn thing was right outside her
door. Meg tried to burrow under the pillow to escape the dreadful
racket, but there was something attached to her little pillow, and it
wouldn’t move an inch. An arm wrapped itself more tightly around
her waist and pulled Meg closer.
“Damn it,” Meg cursed as she tried to get out of bed. She was
tangled in a quilt. She tried to orient herself. She was on the little cot in the barn, and she quickly found herself on her ass in the middle of
the cold, dirt floor.
“It’s too early, lover.” Cian’s Irish brogue was even thicker when
he was drowsy. His hand came out seeking her once more, but he
didn’t open his eyes. “Get back in bed. We’ll eat the rooster for dinner
tonight, I promise.”
“You aren’t supposed to be in my bed, damn it!”
