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“Can I help you?” I ask icily, crossing my arms in front of me. “Where I come from, it’s considered rude to sneak up on a lady.”
Raising his brows, he glares pointedly at the trunk before looking back at me. “Doladiestie people up and throw them into their trunks in the Winter Court?”
“This one does,” I say, winking at the male. There is just something about him that makes my insides curl. Strange. I haven’t felt this way in... a very long time. I take care of my needs, of course, but always with one-night stands. With everything that is going on, I can’t risk anything else.
Hilariously, the Fae appears speechless. White mist clouds around his mouth as he stares at me. Even so, something about him is magnetic. I am drawn to him, despite everything else. He doesn’t belong in Port City, and I...
I have ice in my veins. The white tattoos running down my face are proof of it. The Winter Court is in my blood, whether I want it or not.
Get a grip, Elva.
I have to get out of here before I do something stupid, like ask him for his name.
No names. No people. I cannot leave any ties. Not if I want to stay hidden.
The reminder of what I am running from–whoI am running from–is enough to spur me onward.
“If you’ll excuse me?” I walk around the SUV, bending down to pull the keys from under the front wheel well.
Thank the gods, Blake is dependable. Remind me to give the Vampire a raise.
Glancing behind me, I notice the Summer Fae still hasn’t left. He is standing there, his body seemingly at ease despite the cool nighttime weather. I snort as I note his running shoes and black sweatpants.
He’s definitely a Summer Fae. No self-respecting Winter Fae would ever be caught in something like that.
The air swirls around him as he stands, unmoving. I turn on the car, connecting my FaePhone to the car. The moment it beeps, I select my favorite soundtrack. Everyone knows humans make the best country music. Turning the sound up high, I blast my music.
Bopping my head in time to my favorite tunes, I lower the driver’s side window and wink at the Fae. He stares at me, wide-eyed and open-mouthed, as I peel out of the port and into the night.
I have things to do.
A Fae to dispose of.
There is no guilt within me. No shame. My actions are necessary. The world will be a better place without this particular Fae in it.
I do my duties mechanically for the next few hours, my mind straying back to the red-headed Summer Fae. By the time the sun rises over the water, the world has one fewer pedophile, and I’m a hundred thousand dollars richer.
Usually, this is when I begin celebrating. A glass of wine, some chocolate cake, and a night curled up with a book is how I like to celebrate a job well done.
But today, my mind keeps circling back to the Fae from the docks. Like a magnet, I am drawn to him. I want to know more. This strange feeling pricks me between my shoulder blades, like an itch I can’t quite scratch.
Who is he?
Chapter3
Water Witch Absinthe
NATHANIEL
One week later
Lights pulse above my head as Marie shoves a shot in my direction.
“To us!” She lifts the glass, knocking it into mine before downing the amber liquid with a hiss.
Holding the glass cup between my fingers, I follow suit. “Salud!”
The alcohol burns as it goes down before settling in my stomach. Marie grins at me, her razor-sharp fangs glittering in the low light of the bar. My eyes flick to the space around me.
