Bound (A Faery Story 1)

“No, I’m being realistic,” Meg said, her back stiffening with

pride. “I’m not going to win with you, Beck. I could try to be this

proper lady you want, but you’ll always remember that you bought

me in a marketplace. I’ll always be a reminder that you didn’t get to

be with the bondmate you were promised.”

Beck threw his brother a surprised glare. “Does she think we’re

pining for Maris? Where did she get that?”

“Not from me.” Cian shuddered at the thought. “She knows how I

felt about Maris. The best thing about having our kingdom ripped

from us was not having to bed that bitch. She damn near froze off my

willy every time I stood next to her. I can’t imagine having to put it in

her.”

“She wasn’t your type, baby,” Meg said with an intimate smile

that didn’t include Beck. “She was Beck’s. Look, I’ve thought a lot

about this while you were gone. I realize that you married me to save

Ci. That doesn’t mean you have to pay for it the rest of your life. I

haven’t talked about this with Ci yet, so I hope I’m not being too

forward, but I think we get along really well. I love him, I really do.”

“I love you, too, darlin’,” Cian replied sweetly with a wink.

“So I think that Ci and I should find our own place to live,” Meg

continued, sounding very sensible. She sounded like she was

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explaining her plans to redecorate, not ripping his heart out. “Cian

built this house. He can build a new place for us, and I’ll help him.

We wouldn’t ask anything of you. I’m making money now, and Cian

knows how to farm. We just need some land. I think it’s best if we

make it a clean break. I’ll still be close so I can still do the bridge

thing, but you can find someone more suitable.”