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“Why is that?” I asked, my interest spiked because of what Blake said.
“I have to send him a report on you every evening,” she said, and her honesty surprised me.
“Every evening,” I said and gasped. “That’s stalkerish.”
“Between you and me, Lacey, Gray Trent is so obsessed with you, and because of that, there are people in the fae kingdom who are very unhappy with it.”
“Unhappy with me or him?”
“Both,” she leaned into my ear and whispered. “He is showing no interest in anyone, and that is very unlike Mr Trent. The man is supposed to be a monster in the sack and...”
I grinned. “A monster? Are you talking about his ways or his size?”
“Again, both,” she said. “He would kill you though... at least damage you.”
My eyes widened instantly.
She flicked her hand in the air. “I just mean your size. You’re tiny compared to fae women. Anyway, those fae women I talk about hate you at the moment. You’ve had so much from him and given nothing back and they are baying for your blood.”
“And Mr Trent,” I asked. Taking a sip of my coffee.
“There is a rumour that he believes himself to be a god and you are his goddess.”
I choked a little. “A rumour,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. “Sounds far-fetched.”
She nodded. “That’s what I said.”
“And you,” I said, looking into her eyes, waiting for a flinch or a flash of annoyance. “Are you bothered that he is obsessed with me?”
“I’m not on the same level as Mr Trent, Lacey. He would never be interested in someone like me,” she said.
I couldn’t understand her saying that. This was Zena, the girl with dark, glowing skin and the most stunning head of black hair that was a mass of corkscrew curls. She was beautiful; pale green eyes, high cheekbones and full, deep red lips. But it wasn’t just her beauty. She was faithful, loyal. I would trust her with Aria. Not that she knew anything about Aria. I trusted her—not her boss.
“Anyway, I’ve got Jack, though I have to keep it a secret,” she said.
“Oh Zena, is that a good idea? Aren’t you putting yourself in danger?”
Zena gazed at me with sadness oozing from her eyes. She smiled a little. “The only danger is to my heart once you bind with him.”
I wanted to tell her I wouldn’t bind with Jack. Something Blake told me about sifting made me realise I could probably get away with not needing his skills. And I didn’t want to bind with him, but this was about a fight with the dark king. I might not have a choice in the end.
“I hoping I don’t need to... for Kane’s sake,” I said, crossing my fingers. It was the truth, "or yours."
After lunch I made my way to the library and for the first time in some time I could feel the dark king was around me. Anticipation made my breath catch, and I turned my head to find the source of the chilled air that settled behind me, but I wasn't afraid anymore.
Maybe it wasn’t the dark king.
“Ryan,” I said. “Are you here?”
There was no answer, but I could feel a presence around me. But it wasn't Ryan that was here. I knew that very well. I’d seen his coffin lowered into the ground, forever buried. But not vanished.
His mother refused.
She wanted a way back for him. I wondered about that, because most families wanted to know their loved ones were in a better place. But his family wanted him to have a second chance.
I could no longer do it with the magic of time. One, I didn’t have that power as I refused to bind with Jack, and two, it had been too long.
“It’s not Ryan,”he said.“I’m not Ryan.”
