The Lost Fae

m their own rings, a soft gold rimming her pupil in a thin ring, the inner remaining moss green swirling with a pale silver, and a delicate rose gold came after to enc

hand, she was elated that she was possibly forever tied to the absolutely gorgeous hunk of man that had his nose presses against her hai

ct is established and the mate bond initially shocks the system. I think that's the tingles that have be

e flutters tumble her loins. Wynne knew that some fae creatures played nasty tricks. She didn't wish to become a victim of such treachery, and was grateful that

aned into Arandir, giving him a light, almost experimental, nuzzle. Brushing her cheek against the calloused skin of his hand. It immediately warmed her. That electric shock barely notice

our travels, and I give you my decision when I'm ready?

and blush lightly. He sounded desperate, but he seemed sincere in his willingness to give her whatev

the start of the trail, whenever we're ready. " He told her, affectionately carressing her cheek and tracing the curve of her lips with a f

aught sight of the other woman, coming to a perch atop Wynne's shoulder. Wynne surveyed the path as she dug out a spare piece of dried fruit for the

cheek, 'for luck' the little fae stated, before the diminutive winged woman seemed to dissipate. The kids left a warming sensation against her cheek, and if she looked in a mirror later, there would be what appeared to be a

sence brought comfort to the woman, and she unknowingly moved closer to him. As if she was itching to be next to him withi

Night was beginning to fall, and it was nearing time to set up some sort of camp. Arandir had suggested underneath a wayward pine tree growing amongst the rocks

area, and it didn't take long for Arandir to arrange some sort of bed. The makeshift shelter was cozy, even if it couldn't compete with the com

the fact of their mate bond. Arandir took great care in ensuring that Wynne ate her fill. And, when it grew darker,