Bound by Faerie: An Urban Fantasy Novel (Stolen Magic Book 1) by WB McKay

Author:WB McKay [McKay, WB]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: McKay Manor Publishing
Published: 2016-08-19T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Of all the things I planned to do when staring down the angry dragon, laughing wasn't among them. His eyes practically bulged out of their sockets. He pointed at his head.

"You bitch," he said, spittle flying from his lips. His hair had been cut and styled to perfection, albeit in a much shorter fashion.

That only made it all the more funny. I'd forgotten I had to cut his hair in order to get through the portal. It was wrapped in a paper towel and tucked under my bathroom sink in case I needed it again. After a few moments, my laughter settled. Then I thought about the conversation he must have had with his stylist when he called for an emergency haircut and lost it again.

While I stood there laughing in his face, surprisingly, his mood seemed to improve. By the time I collected myself he'd settled from boiling rage to calm resentment.

"You ruined my hair and stole my book," he said, pushing past me and into the apartment. "I should eat you."

Coming from a dragon that very well could have been more than an idle threat. Especially since I'd stolen something from his hoard. "Oh, don't get your underwear in a twist. Your hair still looks amazing."

"I know it does," he spat. "That's not the point!" His gaze drifted past me and locked onto something with laser focus.

That didn't take long.

I snapped my fingers at him. "Hello. I'm over here, not on my roommate's breasts." I glanced over my shoulder at Phoebe and saw her sitting on the back of the couch in a coquettish pose. There was no sign of the bark she usually covered her unmentionables with when I had company over. "I would introduce the two of you, but if you take another couple of steps into the apartment, she's going to pop your head off like a champagne cork."

His eyes cut to the mounds of vines writhing in the corner and he swallowed hard. Suddenly, he had no trouble looking right at me. "Just give me back my book and I won't press charges."

"Press charges?" I scoffed. "Like a dragon will be able to prove ownership of anything in his hoard."

His smirk was about as obnoxious as any I'd ever seen, even if his green eyes were sparkling. "I have a receipt for every book in my library, including the one you stole."

"Bullshit," I said, not believing it for a minute. He just wanted to get his book back without a fight. "That library would have cost at least a hundred grand."

"Several hundred, actually." Boy was he pleased with himself. "All bought and paid for."

"Whatever." I shrugged, not sure what else to say. There was an awkward pause where he expected me to retrieve the book. "Fine, how much do you want for the book?"

"It's not for sale," he replied immediately, not even considering the offer. "What do you want a book about The Morrigan so bad for anyway?"

"Are you so dim you didn't

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