The Fae Serenade.

an as well as being a werewolf-Lycan hybrid he is also part Fae? If his mother is a Fae, why does he hate our ki

s, tracing his finger over the

that. But how can he stand

y mate," he continues. "but I still can't understand w

me," I

m your god now-whether you accept t

ot my god

can feel an energy around the room, one trying to connect with my Fae energy hidden within my core. "I can sense your Fae energy lying

only leads to my death?" I ask, my voi

, like fire, air, water, and earth; which is the most common power amongst Fae. The energy might also m

found only in powerful healers and magicians,

with no signs of awakening it. Sometimes I wonder if it's a curse or a blessing from our goddess, Elysia. I think it's both. I consider it a b

nd I eventually activate our energy, our powers will mirr

nyways. So my Fae energy migh

n says, his tone oddly light for so

ing real

to lose either your dignity or your conscience.

A way for him to figure out how best to break me, and I'm not about to give him that. "What's with

seems I underestimated you. You understand that some questions dig deeper than they might appear," he murmurs. "Some things are better left

ivi

by his carefree demeanor. Not long ago he revealed that his mother is a Fae-something I doubt anyone in the K

my back to the edge of my b

within me as the mate bond stirs. How can I respond to his touch w

me before turning to meet his gaze. "I might be your prisoner, but I won't be one of your women," I say sternly, fuming at his audacity to touc

look in his eyes is deadly quiet, like the calm before the storm and I can

no secret for me to protect anymore. What's the worst he's going to do to me any

trating green eyes through my body, a sadistic smile making its way on to his

ic, he derives pleasure from inflicting pain, suffering, or humiliating others. Cowering in front

stripping me of my clothes e

can reject the mate bond and I'll do it rig

N

himself, steps inside. I recognize her, though we've never met - I've heard stories about her. She's Isadora, King Sven's beta, and on

ey have demanded a meeting, and the council has approved for it to be held at

and Queen of the Kingdom of Nyxara, the land of t

as he makes his way to his bed and sits. "Are they

of 25 denarii, and all they want now is yo

k. The vampires are willing to pay

g subjected to the role of a sex toy, especially to the vampires. They are as ruthless as ki

smile spreading across his face. "You d

your 'million-ways-to-kill hand

ivestock, his eyes gleaming with cold amusement. "What do you thi

no," I reply, my

fter all. If I choose not to se

you ten bags of denarii

as he disappears into an adjacent room, returning a few min

minute," he dismisses his beta with a fl

his back. "You haven't answered my quest

licker of something dark and

to tilt my head back to hold his gaze, breathing in his dorman

sending an involuntary shiver down my spine. "What I want is quite simple,