Fairy Keeper (World of Aluvia Book 1) by Amy Bearce

Author:Amy Bearce [Bearce, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781620077108
Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press
Published: 2015-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

ierra immediately corrected herself; this creature was not an it but a he. This was a faun, a creature of legend, and a young faun at that. Wavy brown hair brushed his shoulders, but there was no mistaking that square jaw line and strong brow for anything but a boy, one with one foot―hoof?―into adulthood. His chest was bare and thin, ribs showing, heaving as he lay panting in pain. His torso disappeared into fur, as if tucked into a tight-fitting pair of pants. The long winter coat of the deerskin covered anything private, but Sierra kept her eyes on his face just in case, mortified and undoubtedly beet-red.

Oh, no. Horror flooded her. She had shot a magical creature, truly wounded him, one that had done no harm. None. Guilt crashed over her so heavily her breath caught. She held out her hands in the age-old gesture of peace, watching his eyes as she did so. She took one tentative, tiny step forward. He didn’t move. Good sign.

“I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry,” she babbled, unable to say anything else.

His intense gaze held her paralyzed for a moment; she couldn’t look away. It felt like some important message was hidden in the dark depths of his brown eyes.

Sierra offered a hand, unsure of what else to do. He had no weapon, and her mind cast about for anything she could remember about fauns. Old songs and stories said fauns could cause trouble for travelers, but they also were equally likely to help. Magical in nature, they supposedly knew all of the forest creatures and plants. Sounded like someone to make friends with. Too bad she had shot him already.

Still, the arrow was her mistake―such a stupid one, too―and she’d make it right. Phoebe was still top concern, but the faun needed help. Surely that wouldn’t be impossible.

The same need Sierra had always had to make sure Sam the unicorn was safe filled her now. The compulsion she felt wasn’t the same intensity as with her fairies, but her calling as a keeper wouldn’t let her walk away from this magical creature either.

Thank the heavens she didn’t have any of Jack’s unicorn horn arrow tips―one of those would have killed the faun. Sierra stepped closer, and he scooted back in the leaves, shrieking. The sound of shocked fear and pain screeched up and down her spine, like it did with Old Sam. She leaned sideways to get a glimpse of the faun’s back. The arrow shaft protruded, with part of the arrowhead buried in his back, near the bottom of the ribcage. The wound looked so painful she balled her hands into fists.

She’d wounded him, in winter. She couldn’t leave him there, even if he wanted her to, but she wasn’t sure he would come with her. She needed to complete her journey to save Phoebe as quickly as possible, and yet Sierra wanted―no, needed―to help this poor creature. She’d simply have to manage both.

“Who are you?” she asked.

He gazed steadily at her but did not answer.

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