understood whatever was going on better than he did. Still he told her what he felt. “She cannot be touched by him. I can’t allow it.”
“She is the one?” He nodded, not sure what she would think of this when she laughed. “We only knew that she was coming. And that she was blood of Lucia. Had I any idea that she had a sister, I might have looked closer. This one, she will complete you.”
“I’ve no desire to be completed. I have had my chance at love, and her sister destroyed it all for me.” Janell only looked to the sky when it darkened over them. As soon as Skylar touched the earth, Rick pulled the woman’s body closer to him. “I cannot allow you to harm her.”
“Well, that’s good. I don’t know why you’d jump to that conclusion, but I’m only here to take her to the compound. I understand that she’s your mate.” Rick said nothing but felt his anger at them all double. “Take it down a notch there, buck-o. I’d hate to have to hurt you over this. I’m not going to hurt her, nor am I going to stand here while you try and get your head out of your ass and figure that this is a done deal. Just hand her over and I’ll make sure that she’s taken care of.”
“She’s not my mate. Her sister killed my family.” Before he could think of her intent, Skylar took the woman from him and was gone. Rick looked at Remy. “What am I to do with a mate that, every time I think of her sister and what she’s done to me, I want to kill her?”
“Think of something else. Until you know what is going on, you cannot place the blame at a door that’s not been opened for you. She may be a pawn. And so that you are aware, I believe her to be just that, a pawn to get you killed.” Rick pointed out that they were related. “Aye, they are. As was our Vicki to her brother.”
As he was left standing there with Nate, he wondered why it was that Remy could be so fucking calm about this. The woman was a war faerie, someone that could have them all killed at a moment’s notice.
Something flew by his face, and just as he was going to swat at it, his hand was stayed by magic.
“Hello.” He nodded at the...the bug? “No, not quite. I’m a faerie. You’ve seen some of my kind around. Only I think you thought us all bugs. We’re not bugs. Faerie. Say it with me. Fae—rie.”
“I know what you are.” She only tisked at him. “Would you let me go, please? I don’t care to be held when I’ve done nothing to warrant it.”
“Yes. But you must promise to look before you swat. It might be my grandmother, and she will not be pleasant about being hit away. While old, she’s as mean as a brownie when they’ve been told there is an early frost. Not a pretty sight, let me tell you.” He made the promise and felt his arm freed. “Now. I’ve been sent by the queen to ask you if you have any idea what you’ve gotten into here. Or for that matter, what’s to come.”
“Into? I’m not sure what.... What queen are you talking about? England?” She laughed at him and flittered around until she was on his hand. Holding her up to see her, he was amazed at how lovely she was. “What are you?”
“Fae—rie.” Rick wasn’t in the mood for this shit and dropped his hand and turned his back on her. “I’m sorry, my lord, but I was only trying to make you smile. You have a lovely smile, and perhaps my lady will like you better should you smile once in a while. You do that so seldom that I did wonder if you were hiding something. Fangs, yes, I know that, but I thought perhaps you had bad breath and that you were keeping it behind your teeth. You could get ill from that, I think. But then—”
“Enough!” He heard birds fly away, screaming at him for the disturbance. But the little bug just smiled at him as she balanced herself in front of his face. “I’m going to ask you questions and you’ll answer them without going all over the city and back before you get to it. All right?”
“Yes. I would
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