Fae Dancing: Origins of Magic | Book 7 by Fox Amanda & Thrush Matthew

Author:Fox, Amanda & Thrush, Matthew
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: King of Kings Publishing
Published: 2021-10-05T00:00:00+00:00

17

I fought against the hands fighting to hold me. They would pull me farther into the darkness, where the Unseelie queen would keep me until she found a way to spill my blood across the earth and steal my magic from my veins.

“McKenna.”

I whipped my head back and forth, trying to shake the sound of my name from my mind. False. The voice was false, just as Margery’s face had been. It had to be. Mabora, the Unseelie queen, was trying to trick me again.

“Wake up. It’s okay.”

Okay? Nothing was okay.

I continued to fight, realizing a scream was still tearing from my lungs. My entire body shook, and the darkness of the dream was chased away as my eyes snapped open.

Aiden’s face was the first thing I saw. His eyes were wide, and his eyebrows were pinched with worry. He squeezed my shoulders. One of them drifted down to my chest, pressing firmly, as if he wished he could slow the frenzied beats of my heart. He lifted his other hand to brush sweat-slicked hair from my forehead.

For a long moment, Aiden said nothing. He simply stared at me, and I peered back at him, studying every inch of his face and using the sight of my vampire prince to anchor me firmly back into reality.

I shifted up to a sitting position. Aiden stayed still on the bed beside me. My legs were tangled up in the twisted blankets, but I didn’t care. I just couldn’t stand laying down any longer. If I fell asleep again so soon … I didn’t even want to think about who would be waiting for me in my dreams. A shudder shook my frame.

“Are you cold?” Aiden asked.

I opened my mouth but thought better of my denial as the sweat on my body began to cool and goosebumps rose on my arms. “Yes,” I whispered.

Aiden rose from the bed and crossed to the fireplace. Flames already flickered on the pieces of wood, but he added a few more pieces, urging the flames higher.

“I heard you screaming.” Aiden stayed crouched by the hearth. He added another piece of wood. “I left the throne room, tearing past merchants and soldiers, and ran straight here. I feared the worst.”

Guilt and embarrassment flushed my cheeks. Vampire hearing was keen, but I must have been screaming rather loudly for Aiden to have heard me all the way down in the throne room. I could already see the satisfied sneer pasted on Casteel’s face at the thought that something had frightened me. Or maybe he would just be glad to think an assassin had planted a knife in my back.

“Sorry,” I said.

Aiden rose to his feet. “You don’t have to be sorry,” he said, returning to the bed and sinking down onto the mattress as he sat beside me. “I take it you found Margery.” Judging by his tone, he had assumed the witch had met a dire fate.

I nodded. “Yes.” I pulled the blanket up over my arms, still chilled despite the fire.

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