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No one else should be here. I checked the place thoroughly, but still...
My heart is hammering, my hands gripping the rafter as I dangle above the unsuspecting man. Twisting my head, I stare at the open doorway, where I heard the noise.
Then a softthudfills my ears.
A dozen curses roll through my mind as I release the rafter, landing silently on crouched knees. The sleeping Fae snores, and I step away from him towards the direction of the sound. Within half a minute, I am standing in front of the doorway. My hands are balled into fists, my magic at my fingertips, and I peek into the other room.
It’s dark, the only light coming in from a streetlight, but I hear a strange sound coming from against the wall. Narrowing my eyes, I hold my breath as I crouch.
Green glowing eyes meet mine, and the breath whooshes out of me.
“Damn cat.” Extending a hand, I run it down the feline’s back before turning around. Walking on silent feet, I hurry back into the living room. Triple checking all the doors and windows, I make sure we’re alone.
When I’m satisfied the cat is the only other living being in this home, I get to work. Slinking back to the Fae, I fish a slim needle from the pack on my back. Walking to the back of the couch, I slide the silver tip into the back of his neck.
He draws in a sharp breath, but before he can do more than shout, “What?”, I press the plunger.
Moments later, he is deep in a medicated sleep. Pulling out zip ties from my back, I bind his hands and feet together before I heave him over my shoulder.
“Goodbye, kitty,” I say at the door. “Have a nice life.”
No response.
The cat and Jerry would get along well.
Twenty minutes later, the man is stuffed into the back of my nondescript SUV. Blaring country music, I drive to the dock and toss the keys to Frank. The Winter Fae is scowling as he stands in an empty parking lot near the docks, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his fur-lined coat. Despite his grouchy demeanor, he’s one of the few Winter Fae I trust, and he always works these jobs with me.
“Get him on the boat, and let’s go,” I say gruffly. My bones are weary, and the cat has made me jumpy. I’m tired, and it’s already been a long day. The only thing keeping me going is the thought that I’ll get to see that Summer Fae again.
A groan catches my attention as the blond Fae lands on the deck. The serum is wearing off, but I wave a hand before the man can do more than moan. Ice encases the lower half of his body.
He swears, the sound muffled through the gag.
“What was that?” I asked, crouching beside him as I lifted the corner of the gag.
He snarled. “Let me go, you Fae bit–”
Waving a hand, I released the gag, and his eyes bulge. “And that’s enough of that.”
Covering the wordy Fae in a layer of frost, I glare at him as his brown eyes stare up at me with hatred. He mumbles something else beneath the fabric, but I ignore him.
“Don’t worry,” I smirk, baring my canines at him. “My orders are to keep you alive. It’s just a little frost. It won’t kill you.”
Leaving the male shivering on the ground, I get up and grab the railing. The wind blows in my hair, the cool breeze a lyrical song to my Winter Fae soul. Snow is our brethren, and the cold is our partner in crime.
As the boat moves, a sense of peace warms my icy heart. It begins as tiny as a snowflake, continuing to grow as we approach the city. Something about the port is calling me, beckoning me forward.
Chapter5
Notes and the Lack of Notes
NATHANIEL
Ashipment has come in every Thursday at 2:00 a.m. like clockwork for three months. It has become my favorite day of the week. I’ve stopped going to parties on Wednesdays because the adrenaline from my top-secret appointment is thrilling enough.
The Winter Fae female does not know how long I spend molding myself into the image of cool, calm, and collected before she comes. Apart from the first few times she arrived at this hour, she’s never been late. My heart picks up as the time nears.
Right on time, her ship pulls into the dock. Sometimes she has other Fae or humans assisting her, but she is often alone.
