Bound (A Faery Story 1)

“I won’t fade,” Cian swore. He seemed to be talking to himself

now.

The blonde shrugged. “I just thought you should know. You

should give it a lot of thought before you risk your life trying to save a stranger’s.”

Liadan walked away, and Meg got Cian calm again. She sat down

and pulled out the computer Dante had left her. She pulled up the

articles she’d found and reread them. She then went deeper. She

found more information on Fae psychic bonding than she could have

hoped for. Vampires were very interested in it as it mirrored their own

bonds with consorts. Sure enough, there was a possibility that

bonding with someone as far gone as Cian could hurt her. It wasn’t a

big possibility, but it also wasn’t recommended.

And despite what Liadan had said, if Cian died, Beck would more

than likely go insane.

She looked at Cian as he sat by the fire. He was watching her,

waiting for her to do something or go somewhere so he could follow

her. He reminded her of a puppy, eager to please.

If she had half a brain, she would take her husband’s mistress’s

advice and just flee the scene. She should take a day or two to decide

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if she really wanted to risk this for one man who had dumped her after

two days of marriage, and another she barely knew at all.

“You’re a very pretty lady.” Cian’s voice was all smooth tones.

There was a deliciously decadent look on his face. “Can I buy you a

drink? My name is Cian Finn, by the way.”

Meg set the computer down. She had never been one to slowly

peel a Band-Aid off. It was better to just rip it off and get the pain

over with. “Oh, we’re so doing this now.”

Cian stood up, a seductive smile crossing his face. “I was hoping