Bound (A Faery Story 1)

she’d been gone, it had gotten cold on the Earth plane.

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She walked until the crowds were gone. She walked through the

quiet streets of downtown in abject misery. She would have to accept

the fact that there was no way to get home. She couldn’t find the door

to the Faery plane. Even if she could, how would she open it?

A great wave of sadness rolled over her as she finally had to face

the fact that Beck and Cian were gone. They were separated from her

by that door as surely as death could ever force them apart.

Would they think she’d run? Meg couldn’t stand that. She loved

them.

Meg stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and leaned against the

brick of the building. The tears would be held off no longer, and she

sobbed into her hands. How could she be here, so far from them? She

still felt them. They were in her heart. How could the distance be so

great? The demon had been right. She was a nothing on this plane.

She had been someone on the Faery plane, and not because she had

been queen. It wasn’t that Beck and Cian had loved her, either. Their

love hadn’t made her into the woman she had become. Her love had.

Loving them had made her a better person. Love had made her

heart into a huge thing with the capacity to forgive even herself.

She would hold on to it. She would hold on to the love she had for

them. If there was any way to get back to them, she would find it.

There were vampires on this plane. She would find them. The

vampires would help her, if they didn’t eat her first.

Meg felt better now that she had a plan. It was an insane plan, but

it was a plan. She felt the satchel on her hip and sighed in relief. The

vampire computer was still in it. Its shape and weight were a joy to

her. She wouldn’t be able to connect to the vampire version of the