Bound (A Faery Story 1)

Meg sighed. She had worked since the day she turned fifteen. No

one had ever accused her of slacking off. Of course, she hadn’t had

much of a choice. “I’m not asking him to do that. I’m not a princess.”

“I know that. You know that. Teach him that. You’ll all be

happier if you’re a fully functioning member of the team rather than a

porcelain doll they take down and very gently make love to, but only

after asking politely.” Dante shuddered as though the very thought

made him ill. “You are the best thing that could have happened to

him. Work on Cian first. He’s the openly passionate one. He’s the one

who never wanted that polite bargain where he loved you from afar

because he was worried his passion would be too much for you.”

“Beck doesn’t love me,” Meg said. “He just met me.”

Bound

“He won’t be able to help himself, and neither will you.” The

vampire picked up a small satchel Meg had seen Cara fill. He settled

it over her shoulder, giving her a sharp slap on the back. It moved her

forward a little. “Be careful out there, and remember what I told you.”

“And just what did you tell my mate, vampire?” Beck’s eyes were

a glacial gray as he stood in the doorway.

Meg froze, but Dante merely rolled his eyes. “It’s always Dante,

or my cos, when he wants something. And when he’s pissed off he

calls me vampire. He says it like it’s a bad thing. I’ll have you know

that vampires are the most advanced of all the races. Come to my

plane sometime, sweetheart, and I’ll show you. We’re launching a

mission to test a deep space shuttle. Vamps in space. It’s going to be

awesome.” Dante jauntily slapped his cousin on the back. “See you

back at the village. I’ll give Cian your greeting, but I’ll keep my

mouth shut about her. It’s better if she’s a surprise.”

The vampire left, and Meg was alone with Beck. He’d had a