The Bauchan: A Paranormal Reverse Harem Romance (The Monsters Under My Bed Book 2) by JB Trepagnier

Author:JB Trepagnier [Trepagnier, JB]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-01-26T13:00:00+00:00

Finnan

Holy shite! That was the ballsiest thing I’d ever seen, and when I was Reagan’s age, I had seen some shite. I don’t think any of us liked it when she died, even now that we knew it wasn’t permanent, but Brock was going to sit there with his thumb up his arse about how Alastair was the perfect little boy, and she couldn’t be a phoenix until she did something drastic.

So she fucking did.

Everyone gasped, including us, because we weren’t exactly expecting that. She could have given a bitch a head’s up because hobgoblins had delicate sensibilities. I took a minute to read the room. That was one thing we’d been trained on. Watch her, but also watch our surroundings, especially in enemy territory.

Brock looked like she’d just blown his mind, and he didn’t know the meaning of life anymore, and the rest of his court looked like they were eating up this possible scandal. Brock’s wife and daughter were the only two people in the room who looked completely calm and collected.

That could mean anything, though. Upper-class Seelie women were taught from a young age to be the perfect wife who didn’t show any emotion that wasn’t approved by their husbands. Except everyone had feelings, even if they hid them. Maybe they were secretly #teamPhoenix. I was pretty sure there was no law saying you couldn’t wish a different sperm made it instead of your kid. Maybe they didn’t like Alastair either.

This throne room was dismal. There wasn’t even electricity in here. All the light came from windows and candles. Everyone was also dressed like those Renaissance festivals in the mortal realm. It was like they were embracing the Dark Ages when we hadn’t known shit.

Except Reagan had just burned all over those pristine marble floors, and now there was going to be a permanent scorch mark on the floors of this throne room they had gone to great lengths to never update. I was sure she hadn’t meant it as a big fuck you, but I was proud of her.

Cyrus had already ripped off his shirt to give her, and Tucker didn’t seem mad that the outfit he picked out had burned to ash. He was a champ like that. Tucker probably packed her several fabulous outfits in case we had to stay the night here.

Reagan gasped and bolted to a sitting position from the ashes. After she died, she always seemed to come back good as new. She stood up and brushed the ashes out of her hair. Reagan was ready to face down the entire Seelie Court totally nude, but Cyrus yanked his tank top over her head.

Her being naked in the Unseelie Realm was different. We didn’t know these people. We did know they expected women here to act a certain way—like the men couldn’t control themselves around perfect legs and perky tits. I didn’t want them to see her like that, either.

“See? Phoenix. Alastair and Basil attacked the cabin we were staying in at the Unseelie border.

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