Page 52 of Ruthless Fae King


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“I came for you.”

“What could you possibly want from me? Leave. Now.”

I shook my head. “You’re not going to push me away again.”

“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave before I hurt you, too,” he snapped.

“You won’t hurt me, I said, taking a step closer to him.

“You don’t know that.”

“I do.” I took another step closer. “You didn’t do what you did on purpose. You didn’t sit in on our sessions to stop us. You weren’t in control, and I don’t blame you for what happened.”

Confusion flickered over his face before his expression hardened again. “Well, you should,” he bit out through gritted teeth. “I’m a monster, Hazel. I hurt people, I’m cruel, I’m merciless. It’s not just what I do, it’s who I am. I’m done trying to be better, I’m done holding onto the hope that something will change. The sooner you accept that this is who I am, the better. Save the rest, but leave me alone.”

I shook my head and took another step toward him so that I was almost right up against him.

“Everyone is worth saving,” I said. “You have good in you. I’ve seen it.”

Erol growled at me. “Stop saying that!”

“I’ll stop saying it when it becomes true. I know who you are, Erol. I know who you arenot. You are good and kind and gentle, and the destruction you cause is not your fault.”

Erol’s face started to crumple. I was breaking through to him.

“Stop it,” he growled, but his voice had more emotion now. “I don’t know why you’re here.”

“I’m here for you,” I said. “I’ll stand by your side, no matter what comes. We can face this danger together.”

Erol frowned.

I reached up to him and cupped his cheek. A beard had covered his face in the few days he’d been alone up here, and it made him look rough and rugged. He leaned into my hand, putting his over mine.

“Why?” he asked, and his voice was low and brittle.

“Because I’m in love with you,” I said simply.

His eyes snapped to mine, and I saw the confusion in them before they lit up.

“What?”

“You heard me.”

He stared at me, and for a moment, I worried that I’d overstepped by confessing my feelings to him. I wasn’t sure what emotion I saw on his face, and we were caught in a moment where time stood still.

Until he grabbed me and kissed me.

The kiss was urgent right away, and I poured everything I couldn’t put to words into it. He had no idea how special he’d become to me and how serious I was about him. I knew he wasn’t perfect—no one was—but the darkness in him didn’t rule him. He could still change things if that was what he wanted.

He pulled me into the cabin, our lips still locked, and he kicked the wooden door shut.

I was vaguely aware of an open-plan room with a kitchen corner, large couches that faced a beautiful view of the mountains, and fur rugs and throws over everything.

Erol and I tried to move in a direction, but we stumbled and tripped over each other’s feet. He lifted me, growling at the back of his throat, and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Erol was a big man. His thick arms held me up with ease, and he carried me to the only bedroom in the small cabin. In the room, he pushed me up against the wooden wall, gyrating his hips so his cock grinded against my sex.

Heat erupted at my core, and I moaned into his mouth. I wanted him. I’d never been with anyone, and I’d never wanted to be with anyone the way I wanted to be with him.

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