Bound to the Fey (Book Four of The Mortal Champion): (A Supernatural, Fairy, College, Erotic Romance) Read Free

with her talents. His groan was satisfying. Bit by bit, his love for Maeve was chipped away. His affection for Corrigan would grow. She would first bind him with his love before she bound with pain.
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    Mary stepped into the hospital room. Magda looked so frail and helpless, a tube down her throat, her eyes closed. The metal lung whooshed, Magda's chest rose, and then there was a hissing exhale. Another machine beeped, showing the steady rhythm of her heart.
    Mary moved to the bed, grasping the younger woman's hand. The last two weeks had been magical. Ever since she laid eyes on Magda, the math professor had found herself consumed with love for the sexy, Hispanic coed. It just felt right, like they had known each other for years instead of days.
    “I'm here for you,” Mary whispered, kissing Magda's golden-brown fingers, careful not to disturb the IV plunged into her arm.
    The door opened. A doctor walked in to the room.
    “Oh, hello,” Doctor Zee said, her face weary. “And you are?”
    “Her girlfriend,” Mary answered, tears beading in her green eyes. “What's wrong with her, Doctor?”
    “We're not sure,” Doctor Zee answered. “We're running tests. I can tell you that she's stable, but she's non-responsive.”
    “What does that mean?”
    “She's in a deep coma. There's barely any brain activity. We think she can breath on her own, but we don't want to take chances just yet.” The Doctor glanced at her charts. “We're running every test we can think of. The only injuries we found were minor lacerations from broken glass. None hit any vein or artery and were only superficial. Perhaps there was a toxin on the glass.”
    “She inhaled something.” Mary shuddered as she remembered the foul, gray monster that had burst through the wall and grabbed her love. It had done something to Magda, smothering her with smoke. And then Maeve had turned into the most beautiful sight, growing these gossamer wings and fought the monster.
    Maeve's a fairy. No wonder the woman seemed so mystical and strange at times.
    “Is there anything you can do for her, Doctor?”
    Doctor Zee shook her head. “Right now, all we can do is keep her comfortable while we run the test. She may recover on her own. Or...”
    The tears fell down Mary's cheek. I need Maeve. She's a pixie or fairy or whatever. She'll know how to save Magda. Mary grabbed her purse, pulling out her cell phone.  
    “You can't use that in the ICU,” Doctor Zee admonished.
    Mary frowned, glancing at her lover, chewing on her lip. “I'll be right back, sweetie.”
    She kissed Magda on the cheek and then left the ICU. When she reached the waiting area, she called Maeve.
    “Hello?” a quiet voice answered.
    “Maeve?” Mary asked, her heart beating faster. “It's Professor Sommer.”
    “No. It's Raven.” She was one of Magda and Maeve's sorority sister. “Maeve...she hasn't come back yet.”
    “We need to find her,” Mary gasped.
    “W-what is she, Professor Sommer?” Raven's voice quivered. “What happened tonight?”
    “I don't know. But we need her. She'll be able to save Magda.” Mary clutched to that thought.

Chapter Two: Lacy Chains
    Gunnar opened his eyes, and was lost for a moment. He wasn't in his bed. He wasn't in his bedroom. And his fiancee wasn't sleeping beside him.
    Gunnar stared at the naked Corrigan, the covers kicked from her pale body. Her violet hair fanned across her pillow. Her back was to him, supple and sleek, her asscheeks perfectly formed, begging to be touched.
    Lust stirred inside Gunnar, but his guilt squashed it. I cheated on Maeve.  
    Maeve tried to kill me.
    Corrigan's profession of love as she writhed beneath him rose in his mind, mixing with the hideous, grating words of the monstrous Maeve. It didn't make any sense to him what happened last night. Gunnar had never believed in monsters, magic, demons, ghosts, or UFO's. But he couldn't explain what Maeve was without accepting that she was one of those