Malakai by Michele Hauf

Author:Michele Hauf [Hauf, Michele]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: paranormal romance, werewolf, fairy, cookie429, michele hauf, cursed
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

This time she intended to buy food in the grocery store and not go home with a sexy werewolf for a night of toe-curling sex. Rissa placed a few peaches in her shopping basket, and quickly moved toward the broccoli. She kept her eyes down and her pace steady. If she sensed the darkly alluring, unavoidably irresistible Kai she'd hightail it out of there.

"The festival is over for the season," a woman preening over the tomatoes said to her girlfriend, a tall blonde who juggled garlic, cloves and avocadoes. "No more Irish warrior."

"That man wears the Sex God crown," the other agreed. "Such a Casanova."

The hairs on Rissa's arms twitched. They were talking about him. Her wolf.

"Have you been with him?"

"Once," the blonde said. "Never again."

"That awful?"

"Are you kidding me? He was that incredible." Her words hushed out with reverence. "But seriously? I couldn't keep up with him. No one can. The man is insatiable."

Time to leave before she started fondling the fruit again. Rissa veered past the gossiping pair, head down, and produce in hand. While standing in line to check out, she sensed the usual weakness that always began in her shoulders and hips. As if her muscles were strained from trying to hold up her frame. It was the telltale sign that she needed another lover. Fast. She required his life energy to maintain hers.

She would not go to Malakai. She didn't want to kill him. Much as it killed her to stay away from him.

The man in front of her turned and smiled. He was maybe late thirties and not unattractive. A pair of black-rimmed glasses gave him a sexy geek vibe. Though she hated beards. So scratchy.

Rissa frowned and closed her eyes. No man would match what she'd had from Malakai.

***

It was almost finished. Ooghna stroked her fingers along the ineffable sword blade that had sung to her for days while the werewolf had forged it over flame. Watching from within a glamour so he could not see her perched high in the open rafters of his work shed, she had grown to covet this blade.

It was, without doubt, a faery blade. And why Malakai Saint-Pierre possessed such skill as to fashion the weapon was beyond her. Though suspicious of its nature, he could not be aware of its true power. With this blade, Ooghna could challenge the Unseelie king and unseat him from the throne that she desired. She'd been his champion, his underling for ages, fighting in his stead, always at his beckon.

"No longer," she said in a silvery whisper that matched the sword's seductive hum.

Dazzled by its song, she moved to pick it up, but then paused. A thing of such value must not be taken or stolen. The maker must gift it to the one he wished to own it, or else it would be stripped of its power.

The chances of that happening? Nil.

She must find a way to trick Malakai into gifting her the sword.

But of course, she had an easy way to obtain it.

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