The Faerie Prince
The wild magick that simmered under her skin sank into his bones.
Scenes flashed in his head, a mother’s grave, a father’s bloody body immersed in a pool of tinted water. Faster and faster the images came, a crying child, a loving grandfather, death after death after death. The portal, Jayce’s eyes, men with blood on their hands. Faerie.
“Enough!” Tobin’s hands closed around Bailey’s shoulders, physically hauling her off Beckett. His body was slicked with his own brand of magick, protecting him against hers. “Stop this!”
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