Wicked Bedlam: A Why Choose, Paranormal Romance (Bedlam Moon Book 3) by Kathy Haan

Author:Kathy Haan [Haan, Kathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thousand Lives Press, LLC
Published: 2022-08-18T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 33

LANA

We wake early, eager to see if our hunch is right. After devouring our food, Gideon bounds over to the pond, and I follow close behind. In just his boxers, he dives in, whipping his head around a lot like Casimir does when he breaches the surface.

A grin splits his face, and it's a beautiful sight. His blue eyes are alight with happiness, and his white teeth glint off the reflection of the sun on the water. "Do your little magic thing and get in here with me."

I laugh and conjure a protective barrier around my head so I can breathe under water. I strip down to my underwear before joining him. It’s colder than it was last night, on account of not having time to bake in the sun yet, and it feels good after the long flight yesterday. Gideon swims over to me, and his eyes darken when they settle on my body.

His arms wrap around my waist just as the current starts pulling us towards the center of the pond. “Atta girl,” he breathes, "I think it's time."

The flow strengthens, but Gideon doesn't fight it this time, and keeps an iron grip on me. It's not long before we're pulled under, and everything goes dark. We spin rapidly, tossed around like seashells in the surf. The next thing I know, I'm gasping for air, and light shines all around me. I blink rapidly, trying to adjust to the sudden change. It takes a moment for me to realize that Gideon and I are no longer in the pond. We're now in some sort of cave, surrounded by a waist-high pool of water.

"What the hell?" I mutter, turning in a slow circle.

Gideon pops up next to me, eyes wide with wonder. "I don't know, Lana, but I think we just found the Crucey."

I whip my head behind me just as she croons, "Lana, welcome to my home." Gone is her shaggy fur, grotesque maw, and long claws. If it weren't for her wise eyes and her creaky voice, I wouldn't have known this was her.

Standing on the bank is an elderly woman, her back hunched with age, which is so at odds with everything I know about fae. Is that what she even is? How old must she be to show wrinkled skin? She wears a long dress made of leaves and twigs, and her gray hair is streaked with green.

"Come, child," she croaks, beckoning me forward.

I hesitate for only a moment before I wade through the water towards her. Gideon follows close behind me, his hand on my lower back.

"Who are you?" I ask when I reach her. Just to be sure.

"I am the Crucey, but you can just call me Crucey. And you, my child … it’s so good to see you again," She taps her chest with her palm.

"That's well and all, but could you just tell her I'm really her mate?" Gideon interrupts. I elbow him because he's being rude. Instead of shying away from my touch, he captures it, looping his arm through mine.

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