Immortal Craving: Immortal Heart by Magen McMinimy, Cynthia Shepp Read Free Book Online Page A

Fae?”
    Acacia dipped her chin. “Yes, we come for all our brethren when it is time for them to join us.”
    “Brethren,” Kale said softly.
    “What would you call us, Kale? You know the first Fae were created from the Underworld, and we gave them the Middle World to reproduce and thrive. You descend from the Underworld. So yes, we view all the Fae—Dark and Light—as Brethren. But this is not what is important. What you need to figure out is what really happened with Katarina.”
    Kale nodded. Part of him was pissed that over the past fifteen years none of the sisters ever alluded to the fact that Katarina was still alive, but thinking of Cree he kept his cool. It was something he would have to deal with, but for right now he needed his feeding. Then he needed to get back to the Human World so he could start his search for Katarina. He was going to get his closure.

Chapter Eleven
     
     
    Katarina sighed as she moved down the mostly bare halls of the Siren’s home. She knew his name—she hadn’t entered into a deal with the Light Fae without doing her research—but she refrained from calling him anything but Siren, which usually made his lips twitch into a very attractive smile.
    “Hello, Siren,” she said.
    She smiled and watched as his lips did as she had expected and twitched into that very same smile she’d been thinking of.
    “How is my trusted Succubus today?”
    “Stressed and wondering what the plan is.”
    “The plan is as it has been,” he replied, pushing a stack of papers aside and folding his hands on the desk top.
    “We need to move up the timeline,” she said, moving to take the seat across from him.
    “No, in fact we need to keep our heads clear and take precautions.”
    Her eyes narrowed; they didn’t have time for this. Her mind drifted to the room that had been her prison in Darion’s castle.
    Something that should have been beautiful with its deep, rich colors and expensive fabrics; there wasn’t a piece of furniture in that room that had not been kissed with silk in some way. The colors used to be some of her favorites—deep reds and purples. She would have rather been left on the hay-strewn floor of her original dungeon cell.
    “You ok?” the Siren asked, his eyes full of the concern that had made her want to trust and help him.
    “Yeah, it’s just I spent years in that castle and I can’t stand the thought of more of my people still being there.”
    “I know. I want to help them just as badly as you do, but we need to be careful. I’m still working on entry and exit strategy.”
    She nodded. “Ok, what do you need from me?”
    “Have you somehow figured out who the Succubus out there killing the human men is?”
    A frown marred her pretty face. “I would have lead with that if I had, but I’m working on it. I went and saw both Gwen and Zoe; they seem to be doing well. They chose to stay together after we escaped and are keeping each other out of trouble. Gwen had it the hardest after her twin disappeared; she nearly refused to leave with us.”
    Katarina’s mind wandered back to that night. She sucked in a sharp breath; Gwen and her sister Synawen had been among Darion’s favorites. It wasn’t surprising. They were gorgeous, with such light blonde hair and some of the fairest skin she’d ever seen. Their dark blue eyes had shone starkly against their pale complexions. They had all been used, but Gwen and Synawen seemed to get the worst of it.
    Syna , as they had all called her, was already gone when they finally made it to her room to get her out. They searched as long as they could before—in Gwen’s opinion—abandoning her sister. Katarina asked Jake about Syna, but he said he never saw her again. They all needed support of some fashion and Zoe was Gwen’s.
    Katarina, on the other hand, had needed time and distance from everything that was connected to her captivity.
    She had been beaten, abused, and used. It took some time before she was comfortable enough