Chasing Faete (Beyond the Veil Book 1)

Chasing Faete (Beyond the Veil Book 1) by Sarah Marsh, Elena Kincaid, Maia Dylan Read Free Book Online

Book: Chasing Faete (Beyond the Veil Book 1) by Sarah Marsh, Elena Kincaid, Maia Dylan Read Free Book Online
Authors: Sarah Marsh, Elena Kincaid, Maia Dylan
moved over his hot skin, down his abs, and slipped under the front of his sweatpants to curl her fingers around his still throbbing shaft.
    “Fuck,” he groaned out as she stroked him slowly up and down.
    “Yes, we did,” she replied, “and now we should fuck again.”
    “Thank the gods you cooked, Leo. I’m starving!” Ben said as he barreled into the kitchen, completely ignoring that their mate had her hands currently down his pants.
    When Erica’s hand stopped moving and Leo felt her start to giggle behind him at Ben’s oblivious beeline to the food, he couldn’t help but join her, and they both burst out laughing. He turned in her arms and kissed her good morning.
    “Rain check, baby. Let’s get you fed.” Leo pushed Erica toward a chair at the breakfast bar and handed her a steaming cup of coffee. “Once we’re done eating, we’ll head out to Gabe’s place.”
    Ben’s fork stopped directly in front of his mouth at Leo’s words. “You called the Alpha?”
    “I did.”
    “You told him everything?” Ben placed his fork back on the plate. “And he told us to bring Erica out to his place?”
    Leo just nodded at his brother, and he could see the relief in his brother’s eyes that their Alpha would extend the pack’s protection to their mate.
    ****
    “It’s very beautiful here,” Erica remarked as they crossed the Lions Gate Bridge and left the city behind them.
    Vancouver was a beautiful place, surrounded by the mountains and the ocean. Anyone would be remiss to find a spot where nature could not be visible in all of her glory, the perfect place for shifters to blend in with their surroundings and raise their families. At least, it was perfect until the Fae had begun to show themselves more and more.
    They got off the highway and drove up the mountain, and the properties got larger and larger, the houses more extravagant, until finally they arrived at the gravel driveway that led up to Gabe’s house.
    “Here we are,” Leo said as they parked. Then all three of them got out of the truck.
    The front door opened, and their Alpha walked out with a dainty, strawberry blonde female by his side. Her big gray eyes stared directly at Erica. Leo heard his mate’s sharp inhale as they were greeted.
    “Eyrica, child? Is that you?” Corrine’s words were spoken barely above a whisper, the shock of seeing Erica written clear across her face. The elder Fae smiled at her, flashing her dimples. She then rushed forward toward Erica, pulling her into a tight embrace.
     

Chapter Ten
     
    “Quenya,” Erica whispered the Elven word for “nanny” in awe, before she wrapped her arms around the slight woman, then lowered her head to Corrine’s shoulder and sobbed. As she inhaled, she drew the scent of clementines and vanilla into her lungs, and the familiarity of it made her cry even harder as she was suddenly flooded with memories.
    Her childhood had been filled with love, laughter, and joy from times where Corrine and Erica’s parents spent afternoons doing nothing but play with her, to evenings spent with them reading her stories, each of them taking a role and acting it out for her. Her father would often choose a romantic story, and when the hero kissed the heroine, he’d capitalize on the opportunity to dip her mother over his arm and kiss her, making Erica and Corrine giggle. But it was the final memory that remained most vivid for her.
    The day she’d lost both her parents.
    They were having dinner in the main hall when the doors burst open. Before he could even get up from the table, her father was killed with an arrow to the heart, pinning him to the chair. Three men, who now formed the senior ranks of Alefric’s guard, stormed the room. One of them grabbed her mother and dragged her from her chair. Corrine leapt to her feet to try to intervene but was knocked to the ground. The third moved to stand behind Erica’s chair, resting a hand heavily on her shoulder.
    Erica was struck with grief as

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