Dark Falls Academy: Forgotten Monsters: A Fae Academy Romance by Anya J Cosgrove

Author:Anya J Cosgrove [Cosgrove, Anya J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Anya J Cosgrove
Published: 2023-05-17T16:00:00+00:00

17

WAKE ME UP

The underbelly of the library possesses the most mystical quality. Here, in the restricted section, books are alive. They buzz with memory, their spines allowing for a current of secrets to pass through the aisles. I’m sitting in a lotus position at the foot of Beth’s personal stack when the air electrifies with power.

Contrary to the irregular pulses quaking Dark Falls, this power is seductive. Insidious. And frighteningly comforting.

I feel him before he appears. All the hairs on my arms rise as I look up from the parchment and meet Cole’s burning, incensed gaze.

His silhouette obscures the light of the torches, his shadow looming between the two stacks. “I should have chained you to my bed.”

The raspy admonishment glides along my skin like thick Fae water. Suffocating and yet…enticing, and I’m reminded of all the other petty fights we had in here, arguing amongst the dusty collection. We resisted the pull between us with every fiber of our beings, and yet, we always ended up here, whispering in candlelight. The familiarity of it all steals my breath, and I half-expect Pembrooke to fly in to shush us, but we’re alone.

“Then do it.” I snap my book shut and flash Cole a mischievous smile, summoning the sassy part of me, the girl I was only months ago that didn’t carry so much weight on her shoulders.

There’s no way Flynn and Lydia didn’t feel Cole’s arrival, but I’m grateful for the chance to talk to him alone.

“You’re coming back to Faerie with me now.”

I spring to my feet and turn my back to him, skipping over to the table we used to share. “Don’t tell me what to do.”

He chases after me…as I knew he would. “You will do as I tell you. I’m your King.”

“Are you supposed to be here? Isn’t it dangerous? Last I heard, you were wanted for murder.” I hop on the table and face him, legs dangling from the edge.

We spent countless hours here, and the torches cast familiar shadows on the walls. A black wool sweater licks the network of silvery scars that descends to his collarbone, but other than that, he’s my wicked Fae prince, and I’m as impulsive and determined as ever.

He prowls forward. “Being King has its perks—diplomatic immunity being one of them.”

The decade between us is invisible to the naked eye. Here, in a realm that tempers his other-worldly shine, he’s not a grumpy, all-powerful monarch.

He’s all mine.

His gaze travels from the knotted blouse tied above my belly button to my colorful curls. “It’s not a game.”

“It never was.” I link my arms around his neck, and he allows it.

He could zap us back to Faerie in an instant, to his Hall of Mirrors, without my consent, but I’m banking on his curiosity to subdue the primeval part of him that clearly means to drag me back to his chambers by the hair.

He presses his forehead to mine as my legs make space for him, my thighs snug against his sides.

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