Prince of Air and Darkness--A Gay Fantasy Romance by M.A. Grant

Author:M.A. Grant
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2020-05-20T16:56:15+00:00

Roark

Smith grins the entire way back to the apartment. I should have let the monster eat him.

I’m not sure what happened back there. We talked. Which was bad, because something I said made Smith giddy. Now he keeps sneaking glances at me. His smile lights up his entire face.

His joy almost makes up for the fishy stench clinging to my clothes. Almost. By the time we get home, it’s all I can smell, and my mood is even fouler.

Smith doesn’t seem to care. “Since you’re back early, are we going to be able to train a little tomorrow?”

“Only if you don’t drain yourself like you did tonight,” I snap.

“I didn’t mean to do that. And even if I’m tired, I really do need to practice.”

“Why the rush?”

The briefest hesitation before he admits, “I’d like to figure it out so I can help my parents around the farm.” The way he says it whispers there’s more to that statement.

“That’s all?”

“That’s all that matters.”

“Unlimited power at your disposal and you want to be a farmer,” I gripe, swinging open our door. I turn to him, waiting for an actual answer, when we’re greeted by a blast of subzero air.

My mother stands in our living room, the light reflecting off the pale skin exposed by her black dress. She’s carved from ivory and dressed in shadows. She wears her worry like a weighted cloak.

When she sees me, those lines vanish from her face. And then she spots Smith behind me.

Her shoulders set and her spine stiffens. Beside me, Smith’s entire body tightens and the ley line slashes up through him with the violence of a snake strike.

“Leave us,” I order him calmly.

“No,” my mother demurs. “He can stay.”

Shit. Either she intends to goad him, or she considers him unworthy of her attention. Neither is a good sign.

I let Smith into the apartment, careful to keep my body between him and Mother. The ley line sparks and flares and the furious energy puts my teeth on edge.

“Why are you here, Mother?” I ask politely.

“I tried calling, but couldn’t get ahold of you.”

“We were out.”

Her gaze flicks over us, cataloguing our destroyed clothes. “I see. You had an eventful walk around campus?”

“Yes.”

The temperature in the room drops again and Smith’s teeth chatter faintly.

“You’re…safe?”

I blink, confused by her question. “Safe?”

When she’s uncomfortable, my mother becomes more proper. Her royal airs gain a precision that has been mistaken for centuries as tightly leashed control. Only my brothers and I know it’s the opposite.

“Your magick lit up,” she tells me. “You used so much power, I assumed there had been another attack.”

I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve been rendered speechless. Most of those have happened thanks to Smith. This shortage in my brain is twofold. She can sense when I channel Smith’s power, although she doesn’t associate that fluctuation with him. I had suspected that, but needed confirmation. But the second thought is what ruins me. I don’t think my mother has ever blatantly expressed her concern for my safety.

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