Bound (A Faery Story 1)

“Damn it, Beck, I can help.”

Whatever the vampire was about to say was cut off by Beck’s low

growl. “I’ll provide for my wife.”

Meg slipped her hand into Beck’s. It was a good time to continue

his training. “I’m sure we’ll be fine.”

She wasn’t. She was slightly terrified. The house, or brugh as

Beck called it, was small, and though solidly built, it had an air of

neglect about it. Meg had more work to do than she could have

imagined. She tried to let none of that slip through. She focused on

giving off an air of trust and love.

“I promise you won’t go hungry,” Beck said, stroking her hair. He

did it unconsciously now, Meg noticed. He hadn’t started reaching for

her yet, but when she touched him, he pulled her close and seemed to

revel in the contact.

Dante watched the byplay. For the first time since she’d woken

up, there was a hint of a smile playing on Dante’s lips. Meg realized

she had gotten used to the vampire smiling. It was funny how

comfortable she could get with someone in so short a time.

Beck sighed and squeezed her shoulders. “I’m going in, love. You

stay out here for a moment with Dante. Let me get Cian ready. He’d

kill me if I let you see him at his worst.”

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The door opened and closed behind him. Meg was left alone with

a grinning Dante.

“The human learns,” Dante snarked.

Meg rolled her eyes and punched him on the arm. She had never

had an obnoxious brother, but that was what Dante felt like. “I’ll have

you know I am highly educated, asshole. I have two degrees. How

many do you have?”