Page 8 of Dark & Beastly Fae


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He went silent for a moment.

I eased myself to the ground, then took a small bite of the berry. I’d never had one that looked like it before, but the black skin was silky and the inside was bursting with flavor.

“They are called esu,” he finally said, pronouncing the wordee-sue. “Some choose to bond themselves as fae companions.”

I gestured to the cat—the esu. “And she thinks I’m a fae, and that we’re bonded.”

“She does.”

I blinked again.

Then I took another bite of my berry, deciding I really didn’t have anything to say about that after all.

“No questions?” the man asked me, his expression growing skeptical.

“No.” I took another bite.

His skepticism morphed into pure suspicion, but he didn’t say anything else.

So I didn’t either.

I just needed him to get me to a city. Surely they needed plant-growing magic in icy fae cities. Assuming I got there safely, I could find someone to give me a job and a place to live.

With a job and a place to live, I’d actually be free.

“You’re not going to ask why I captured you? Or why I connected us?” His suspicion lowered his voice in a way that made my toes curl and my body warm.

I’d read steamy books before—plenty of them. But none had mentioned someone’s voice making me attracted to them.

How unnerving.

I took another bite of my berry, and pointedly did not ask any of those questions.

“You’re an assassin,” he said, springing to his feet.

The female esu behind him gave a warning growl, and the one next to her joined in.

I eyed them suspiciously, not sure if they were growling at him or me. “If I’m an assassin, I’ve been very poorly trained.”

His glowing blue eyes met my glowing greens.

It was time for a subject change. “Since I’m your captive, you should probably find a place to wash me up. And a new dress for me to wear.”

He scoffed. “No.”

Very well then.

I took another bite of my fruit.

He stalked back to the esu and sat down.

I found myself staring curiously at the glowing silver mark on his palm and the handprint on my wrist, but didn’t ask the fae about it again. He didn’t seem like he cared to answer my questions, and I was suspicious about the connection he’d apparently created between us.

Amateconnection.

I definitely couldn’t tell him that he’d saved my life by getting me out of my tower. He might think I owed it to him to be his mate or something.

The fae scowled at me while I finished my fruit. It wasn’t anywhere near enough, but I didn’t see any other fruit hiding in the trees or bushes nearby.

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