Fae Trials: A Paranormal Academy Bully Romance (Royal Fae Academy Book 1) by Sofia Daniel

Author:Sofia Daniel [Daniel, Sofia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

I glanced around the dining table for something to defend myself if a fight broke out. More silverware than I could count lay on both sides of my china plate, and I grabbed a steak knife and held it like a shield.

The pixie pouring the pumpkin soup squeaked and dropped the ladle into the bowl, splashing droplets of white liquid over the table.

Ignoring her, I glanced around the room, where Lady Aster’s crimson wings glowed in unison with Prince August’s. Her figure was more curvaceous than mine, and her wings more delicate, making me wonder what on earth Prince Caulden had been complaining about when he disparaged my body in the gymnasium.

“Prince August is the oldest,” Helen whispered. “If anything happens to King Oberon, it’s August who will take the throne.

“Oh.” I gave the golden-haired prince a second look. Hopefully, our current monarch would stay in power for a millennia.

The Summer Court prince stood to one side, allowing Prince Rory to make his appearance. With another invisible drum roll, Prince Rory shook his burnt orange hair as though he was in a shampoo commercial. My stupid wings fluttered so hard, they created a gust of wind that blew my hair across my face.

“They’re just so handsome,” Flora said with a sigh.

“No.” I shook my head for emphasis, and my wings glowed bright enough to light up the entire table.

Prince Rory blew a kiss to the watchers, making me snarl. He was enjoying every minute of the attention.

Helen leaned into my side. “Watch out for that one. Everyone thinks he’s the quietest and the most unassuming, but beneath that relaxed exterior is a calculating mind.”

“Yeah.” Ten minutes with that guy, and I already knew he was the worst of the quartet. While the others probably wanted to get rid of me, Prince Rory was forcing me to stay.

The drumroll started again, and Prince Bradwell walked in with a blank expression, looking like his brothers had coerced him into this ridiculous display.

Now that I was sitting and not blinded by panic, I leaned forward for a better look at the Spring Court Prince. On most men, long cerise hair would look effeminate, but not Prince Bradwell. Steel-colored highlights broke up the pinkish shade, giving his hair the look of a sword that had been stained with the blood of his enemies.

The pulse between my legs pounded at the magnificent sight, and I squeezed my legs together, reminding my body that we were in the worst trouble of our lives. Prince Bradwell’s wings were also cerise but divided by masculine, indigo lines with brilliant white spots glowing at the edges.

“Rumor has it that Prince Bradwell and Gazania have already consummated their mating bond,” whispered Flora.

My gaze zipped across the room to Lady Gala’s table, where the faerie with the mahogany skin beamed at Prince Bradwell. Her wings looked like they were made of liquid flame, and they glowed brighter than all the others’.

“If they’re already bonded, why did his wings glow for me?” I asked.

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