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Chapter1
Margo
I had been standing there,watching the flames at the center of the gray crater dance for longer than I cared to admit. The pull I felt toward them, the desire for destruction, for wreckage…
It scared me.
Quake stepped up to my side. His real name was Odin, which he had told me the first time I kissed him back to sanity.
Odin,of all things.
They didn’t have the same legends or mythology in Bluhm as we did on Earth, so there was no way he knew that Odin was the name of a Norse god.
But still, considering that using it would mean accepting that we were mates, I refused to call him by it.
Harper had explained the meaning of sexual assault and what had happened to me not long ago, and he had been giving me more space since then. Even apologized for touching me without my permission, though he hadn’t done anything I hadn’t wanted him to. Sure, I pushed him away whenever he touched me, but that was just my personality.
I fought like hell whenever people made me feel good. Everything decent in my life had always turned to ashes before long; why should I hold out hope that things might change?
It was better to piss people off than to watch them burn and feel that pain.
Which was why I was still standing in front of the flames that burned constantly in the center of the fire fae land.
I’d known this was where I’d end up since the moment I learned that the elements chose a person based on their personality. None of the others fit. Not when I’d spent my life destroying things and people. The shit around me never lasted, whether I wanted it to or not.
Quake’s voice was quiet when he finally spoke up. “We’ve been here for three days, Velvet. Are you going to walk into the fire or not?”
That was the question, wasn’t it?
Was I going to take the plunge?
I didn’t mean to destroy things. The destruction just happened. If I walked into the fire and became one of their fae, there was every chance I’d wreak havoc on all of Bluhm.
And… I didn’t hate Bluhm.
“Margo.” Quake stepped in front of me.
His massive body blocked my view of the flames.
“What are you afraid of?” he asked me, his eyes lingering on the space where my head was even though I knew he couldn’t see.
He liked my fire, liked the way my skin felt on his. He’d made sure I knew that time and time again. He was cheerful, and always had a funny joke that I refused to laugh with him about. He was justgood.
But he hadn’t reallysmiledsince Harper talked to him about my past, and I kind of wanted to punch her for that.
So I needed to answer him.
What was I afraid of?
I didn’t want to give him an honest response.
But I knew Quake well enough to know that he wouldn’t accept my answer if I lied to him. We had been camped out in front of the fire, sweating our asses off, for three days already.
“Look at this place. Everything is charred and covered in ash,” I finally said to him, tossing a hand toward one of the many mountains surrounding us. All of them were clothed in blackened trees, the stones and dirt completely scorched too.
Quake frowned. “We’ll heal the mountains. It’ll take time, but it’s not a big deal. What’s the real problem?”
“You,” I snapped at him, stepping past him.
