Dangerous Devotion (Soul Savers Book 3) by Kristie Cook

Author:Kristie Cook [Cook, Kristie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ang'dora Productions, LLC
Published: 2020-07-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Trees, rocks, and land blurred into streaks of green, brown, and gray beyond the rental car’s window as we raced along the highway pointed southeast. Once our identification documents were finished in Utah, we flew to Nashville, and now we headed toward Chattanooga. Tristan wanted to make a stop before heading south to Florida.

“We all need to be on alert,” he said as we began climbing into the foothills. He kept his voice low enough so only Owen and I could hear—too low for Dorian’s still-human hearing. “You can’t trust any of the fae.”

“Then why . . .?” I started to ask. “Wait—did you say fae? As in faeries? We’re going to see real-life faeries? They exist?”

Tristan chuckled, apparently finding it amusing that I could still be shocked at some things. I found it annoying.

“We’ll only see one, maybe two, if they’re there. They come to our world more than most fae, but they’re also in the Otherworld a lot.”

“There was no mention of fae or faeries in my history book,” I said, hoping no one else heard the growl in my tone. I’d been living in and studying our world for three months, and still I hadn’t learned everything. Still I felt like an alien. Or, at least, like an idiot.

“Because they’re neither Amadis nor Daemoni, and they haven’t played a significant enough role in your life or history.” Tristan peered at me. He probably heard the annoyed growl after all. “They’re often evil, but some are . . . not good, exactly, but more neutral. But even those enjoy wreaking havoc among humans.”

“People are their playthings,” Owen muttered from the backseat. “Good thing they spend most of their time in the Otherworld.”

“Why?” I asked.

“In the Otherworld,” Tristan said, “they can be themselves, not bound to the Norman conventions.”

The Otherworld was a concept I found difficult to grasp. I imagined it as a different dimension—my history book called it the spiritual realm—occupied by Angels and Demons (and apparently fae, too). From what I’d learned, those in the Otherworld could see right into our physical realm. Be close enough to touch us without our realizing they were there. To watch over us. To spy on us.

“So if they’re not good, and we can’t trust them, why on earth are we going to see some? What if they bring the Daemoni?”

“The fae, like most denizens of the Otherworld, tend to stay out of our earthly wars. Besides, these two lean toward our side and they might have answers, information from the Otherworld that can help us.”

“If they want to share,” Owen said. “Or tell us the truth.”

I didn’t know what, exactly, I expected. Admittedly, the images of a tiny, winged Tinkerbell-like creature and a ghostly, disembodied presence crossed my mind. But that’s not what we found.

Tristan turned the car into a driveway in the mountains and pulled to a stop at a cute little cottage hidden in the woods. Ferns and other plants hung in baskets on the front porch and wine-colored tulips lined the beds in front of it.

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