Slamming (Through Time 3)

Inverness would never be the same, but it was momentarily safe.

Ete called to the Queen for instructions and she was told to take some of the warriors with her and join her mate Breslyn, who had encountered massive resistance.

“And me?” Jazz asked with her mind wondering how she would ever remember now that she had been a human. Fae was beginning to completely obliterate her human responses.

“My dear, Edinburgh is very dangerous at the moment. A higher caste of Unseelie than you have encountered in Inverness has attacked Edinburgh, and Trevor needs reinforcements. Do you think you are up to the challenge?” the Queen asked gently.

“Yes,” Jazz answered. She was surprised to discover she was grinning and very up to the challenge.

A moment later with twenty warriors at her back, she shifted into Edinburgh. They sliced their way through some powerful Unseelie creatures and then Jazz finally found Trevor.

She had been feeling guilty about the way she had given him the cold shoulder. She had allowed her human emotions to play havoc with her logic. He tried to control her out of love and all she had to do was stop him from doing so. Punishment had not been called for.

And then she saw her mate, Trevor of Lugh. There he was right before her eyes.

A beautiful woman had her arms around him and he was holding her, stroking her back, and patting her shoulder.

Jazz could hear him telling the woman, “Now, lovely lady, all is well. What you need is rest.”

“Don’t leave me,” the woman cried.

“I’m not leaving you… not just yet. I must join m…” his gaze at that moment found Jazz’s gaze and their eyes locked.

Jazmine Decker folded her arms and she tapped her foot impatiently. An Unseelie came up from behind. She spun to face it and took off its head. She then turned to Trevor, gave him an angry look and shifted away.

Trevor was on her trail immediately. They both landed in the middle of the fray. They fought back to back in the midst of monsters.

“I just saved the human’s life…nothing more,” he shouted trying to explain as he stabbed a drooling thing that looked half insect half human. It fell and he stepped over it as it made a puddle of obscene goo, oozed out of its wound.

“For a Fae who has never related well to humans, you were doing a pretty good job of it.” Jazz snapped at him and took off the head of another monster, wondering how many more there were.

“Jazmine Decker, it was not what you thought,” he countered.

“It was exactly what I thought! You’re opportunist—you—you…” A monster reached out with its claws and slashed her across her face. Blood poured out of her cheek. Trevor made quick work of the fiend trying to feed on the human in front of him so he could help Jazz. He had Jazz in his arms and shifted to a quiet spot while the warriors continued in the battle.

“What are you doing? We are in the middle of…”

He touched her bleeding cheek and watched it heal a moment before he answered her. “There are only a few of them left and our warriors out number them now.” He clicked his tongue, “What is it Jazmine Decker? Do you not believe me? Do you not trust me? I had just saved her life. She was holding on to me because an Unseelie had almost eaten

her. It was no more than that and you know it.”

She looked up at him and she did know it. She sank into his arms and said just one thing, “Trevor.”

“Aye, so much so soon,” he answered. “By Danu, don’t you know I am bonded to you love? My essence calls your name. My mind thinks of you above all others. I am a Fae. I live by earth, wind, and fire, but now you are my ground. You are the breeze that gives me life. You are the fire in my blood.”

She looked at him with her mouth open. Her heart was swelling. Then she dove at his chest, hitting him hard enough to knock the wind out of him.

A shaky laugh escaped her.

She had never thought it possible that a male could love like that, especially a male Fae! She wrapped her arms tightly around him. She laughed as she realized she had Fae strength.

“Right then, my little warrior,” he said after a long breath, “I see a few more Unseelie on the loose…”

She grinned at him before they dove into the fight together.

Chapter Eleven

BANZAR HAD BEEN working furiously to get the votes he needed to overthrow the Queen. He had used some very persuasive arguments and it was because he had the full council at his back, that he had the confidence to march down the elegant corridor that led to the Queen’s private quarters.