Bound (A Faery Story 1)

entering the tournament. I won’t even have the money to feed you. If I

had an ounce of pride left, I would let you go, but my brother is

dying. I can’t allow that to happen. You’re the only one who can save

him. I swear on everything I am that I will find a way to take care of

you.”

18

Sophie Oak

He started to turn to leave. Meg felt tears welling in her eyes. She

didn’t understand everything he said, but she knew he meant it. Even

in chains and terrified for her life, she felt safe with this man.

Somehow, she’d formed a strange connection with him in those

moments his hands had been on her body. “Stop.”

Beck turned to her, his stance wary. She knew he was waiting for

her to yell at him again. She couldn’t blame him. She had been a little

difficult.

“My name is Meg,” she said softly.

She was rewarded with a slight curling of his lips. His pitch-black

hair was gathered in a ponytail at the nape of his neck. Meg wondered

how it would feel flowing all around her. “I like that, Meg. I’ll call

you my own sweet Meggie.”

“If I help you with your brother, will you let me go home?”

The smile died, and Meg wished she hadn’t asked the question. “I

told you, I am your home now, me and Cian. There’s no way back,

love. Even if there was, I wouldn’t let you take it.”

Meg nodded. She accepted the situation for now. Things might be

different later, when she wasn’t chained up. Hopefully, he wouldn’t

keep her chained forever. “Are you going to buy me now?”

The sooner he bought her, the faster they could leave this place.

She knew from what he said previously that he didn’t live here. On

the road, there might be more opportunities to get away.