Bound (A Faery Story 1)

She picked up her basket and walked straight out the door. Cian

wondered where his day had gone wrong. He’d planned it all out. He

had worked hard all week so he would be able to spend this afternoon

seducing his wife, and now he had to follow her into a goblin cave

where she intended to talk them into exchanging their precious liquor

for sweetened oat cakes.

He’d gone down the wrong road.

Cian got off his stool and ran to catch up with his wife. Her hips

swayed invitingly in her pretty skirt. She turned and winked at him as

she walked down the lane. He jogged the last distance between them

and slipped his hand into hers. She was talking and moving with a

sweet feminine energy that had him sighing.

He might be going down the wrong road, but it was the one she

had picked. He would follow.

* * * *

Meg chattered happily with her husband as they walked through

the village toward the caves where the goblins were based. She smiled

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up at Cian and realized she really thought of him as her husband. It

wasn’t just a title someone had stamped on them. They were married.

When had that happened?

The last several days had been a revelation. She had really begun

to fit into village life. Meg wasn’t delusional. She realized she wasn’t

the best cook in the world. Her poor husband was suffering as she

learned, but she wasn’t about to give up. The cottage had rapidly

become her domain. Cian had convinced her to stay in the cottage

while Beck was gone. There had been many daily tasks that required a

resident.

It had been a smart play on his part. She’d been unable to hold