Bound (A Faery Story 1)

health and the status of their endeavors. Beck inquired about the farm

and the village, while Cian asked about the job Beck was doing.

Meg remained silent.

She was going to have to deal with Beck eventually. Meg didn’t

understand him at all. Beck had left her behind, but then he wrote her

every day. She had broken down and read one of his letters. It had

been full of him saying he missed her and wanted to make up for his

treatment of her. He had promised to come home soon with gifts for

her. He promised her a life of comfort.

The trouble was she didn’t want that life. She was enjoying the

one she had found. She felt a great sense of belonging and

accomplishment when she thought about the changes she had made to

the cottage. She was bonding with the villagers and rapidly becoming

important to them. Cian seemed to need her, as well.

She had no intention of allowing Beck to hire a woman to do her

work. Although, if he proved as insensitive as he had been before, he

might have to pay someone to sleep with him.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Cian’s whole body was tense.

Meg smiled sweetly at him. She didn’t have high hopes that Cian

would be able to truly top her when it came to sex. He was far too

indulgent. He was nothing like his brother. Beck would have ordered

her to stay away from the goblins. If she had disobeyed, he probably

would have locked her away. Cian had followed even though she

could tell he was a little reluctant.

“Yes.” Meg didn’t feel a bit of the trepidation Cian obviously was

experiencing. She’d met vampires and faeries and trolls and those

rude dwarves. How bad could goblins be?

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“Aye,” came a deep voice. “I thought I smelled something tasty