The Fae King's Fated Mate: MM Gay Paranormal Romance by Black J.B

Author:Black, J.B. [Black, J.B.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-07-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

If Fannar wanted silence, Idris could give that to him. Sleeping with his fated love in his arms, the fae could barely contain his relief. The warlock remained distant, but when he cooked breakfast, the man ate it. Slowly and with cautious glances at him, yet to know he had fed his mate thrilled him. Before he cleaned the sheets, Idris buried his face in the sheets; the sweet scent of their union remained fresh.

“What are you doing?” Fannar asked. His words were clipped.

Idris smiled, gathering the sheets in his arms. “Thought you might enjoy fresh sheets.”

Eyes narrowing, Fannar frowned, but he said nothing as he walked off. Despite their union, the man remained distant. Perhaps shy? He wore his clothes like armor. Fitted trousers and formal shirts with buttons and a vest. His boots matched the rest. Everything in black.

Later, when he set a mug of tea beside the black-haired man, Fannar sighed, but Idris needed no thanks. If his love found pleasure in these small acts, the sight of him at ease proved enough. Except - Fannar didn’t seem happy. He accepted the herbs he sought with a frown. His eyes narrowed when Idris put away the books he had shoved aside.

Stranger still - the books and potions all seemed to be divinations. The warlock tossed bones again. He called down powerful magic to pull back the veil of fate, twisting his rings and studying the strings which bind people only to growl in frustration. It was as if he thought the contract still stood between them. All Fannar needed to do was admit it. If he acknowledged his place as Idris’s mate, the deal would be fulfilled. He could have all which the fae promised and more. A kingdom at his disposal to serve, protect, and care for him as he deserved.

Tension grew between them until it snapped when Idris made him lunch. “I don’t need a familiar.”

“What?”

Fannar scoffed. “The food, the tea, the cleaning! I never wanted a familiar. Stop acting like one.”

“It’s normal to want to make the life of the person you love easier,” Idris retorted, frowning at the fierce glower his mate leveled his way.

“Yesterday, you terminated the contract. Why are you still here?” the warlock demanded.

The fae stepped back as if struck. “If the contract was terminated, why are you still looking?”

Because he hated him. There was no other reason. After so many years searching - decades desperately aching to find the one fate designed for him, Idris could no longer deny what his heart feared. Even though the string tethered them undeniably together, Fannar refused to acknowledge what was between them. What had his uncle said to earn such ire? How had Fannar not come to realize whatever reasons he had to fear being loved by Idris were unjustified?

With a tired sigh, the warlock rubbed the bridge of his nose. Another headache likely caused by suppressing their bond. “What do you want from me?”

“Anything you’ll give me.”

He had hoped those

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