Bound (A Faery Story 1)

“But he isn’t, sweetheart. That is the point. Cian is the intellectual

half. He is also the more romantic half,” Dante mused. “It’s odd how

they split. Beck is all the hard and pragmatic bits. He’s all about

responsibility and honor, while Cian is playful and instinctive.

Sometimes I think Beck got the short end of the stick. Of course,

Beck is not the one who lies down from time to time and decides to

fade because the world is too much for him. It’s all very dramatic,

trust me.”

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Meg huffed and began to pace. “You are seriously telling me that

this Cian person isn’t really Beck’s brother, but the other half of him.”

Dante looked thrilled. “Her little human brain works! Yes, that is

what I’m telling you. Two bodies, one soul.” Dante gently touched a

finger to her forehead. “You bridge the two right here. They balance

through you. You complete them.”

“And if I don’t want to complete them?”

The vampire smiled sympathetically. “Just meet Cian. You can’t

begin to understand Beckett until you meet all of him. And he wasn’t

disappointed in you, sweetheart. He was upset with himself.”

“Sure he was.” She’d heard that one before. It’s not you, Meg. It’s

me.

“He was,” Dante said seriously. “He has odd ideas about how a

bondmate should be treated. On his plane, a bondmate, especially one

of royal blood, expects to be treated like a princess. I think they all

have sticks up their asses, if you ask me. It took my mom years to

relax and learn to take my father in stride. Right now, Beck sees you

as a perfect little possession, and he wants to take good care of you.

Watch him. You’ll see. He won’t let you do anything. He’ll wait on

you hand and foot.”