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“And where is that exactly?”
At that question, Reardon looked at their joined hands, his thumbs rubbing along her knuckles in a way that made her want rubbing elsewhere, everywhere. “Ireland. Ireland of the past.”
“Of the past?” Brandy’s ears rung from the force of trying to listen so hard and to understand what he was saying. “Like time travel stuff?”
Reardon nodded. “I’m not from your time, Brandy.”
“You can time travel.” Her brain was definitely about to explode in her skull.
“No.Ican’t. Flidae, the Celtic goddess of—”
“Wild things,” Brandy finished.
“You know of her?”
“I have a book of Celtic gods and goddesses. It’s what Dylan and I use to name the wolves at Silver Moon sometimes. Midir was almost Flidae, but Dylan changed his mind.”
“She is my protector.Wasmy protector I should say. Until I angered her and earned banishment from my home.”
“What did you do to anger her?” If Reardon’s face wasn’t so serious she’d call bullshit on everything he was saying right now. The firm set of his lips, the furrow of his brow, the tension in his jaw, however, all told her none of this was a joke or make believe. He was telling her the truth.
“I told you I was a soldier, and you assumed I was one in your time’s military. You believed I was something honorable, but I am not.” He turned his face away from her. “I’m actually a warrior. A fierce one who shows no mercy. I led a band of equally brutal warriors and kings hired us to battle for them.”
“Like mercenaries?”
“Exactly. We fought for riches, for glory, and we did quite well until we finally met our match. The king of Spain hired us to fight his enemy, but they were more savage than we were. They were crushing us. So I turned some of my men into wolves and we destroyed them.”
“But not without catching Flidae’s attention.”
“Aye. She was furious that I’d used what she called agiftto kill and make other killers. She banished me and my men from Ireland and scattered us to the four winds.”
“And you ended up outside my fence, in my time, stuck in a trap.”
“I did.”
Well, that certainly explained why Brandy hadn’t been able to figure out where Alator had come from.
“Do you have the chance to go back to your time, your home?” She wasn’t sure she wanted the answer to this question.
“I will be sent back as soon as I do something worthy.”
“You saved Dylan and me. That wasn’t worthy enough?”
“No. That was a test from Flidae herself.”
“She’shere?” A Celtic goddess walked among them? What good was science if all this fantasy stuff was actually happening around them and they didn’t even know it?
“In some form, aye. I’ve only seen her appear as a nearly transparent apparition, but her power is strong here.”
“So if youdon’tdo something she considers worthy, do you get to stay in my time?” Did he want to stay in her time? Would she be able to let him go back to his? Did she have any choice in the matter?
“I sense that the answer to that is no. Flidae isn’t going to let me win this one. I’m to be punished and she will see that I am.” He stared directly into her eyes now. “In the meantime, however, I want to be with you, Brandy. I feel complete with you.”
“Complete. But we don’t know each other.” She’d only slept with this man once. “Jesus, I don’t even know your last name.”
“McAlator.”
“Ha, ha. Very funny.” She pursed her lips and let her hands slide out from under his as she took a step away from the bars.
