time Kale found his bearings again, they were gone.
Kale pulled his phone from his pocket and let a string of curses slip past his lips. The screen was shattered.
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“Kitty, that was close,” Jake said as they slowed their pace.
She nodded and they melded into the more crowded downtown area that housed the small bars and pubs the college students loved so much. It didn’t matter what time of night or what day of the week it was, there always seemed to be a steady string of humans. It was part of why she had chosen this area in the vast Human World—to try and pick up the pieces that were left of who she was. To try and create a new life where she was nothing more than another nameless face in a sea of people who looked her age. Plus, before Jake had come around, she needed the endless sexual chi the horny college students provided.
“Kitty, you ok?” Jake asked, stopping her with a meaty hand on her shoulder.
She smiled up at him. She loved Jake. She wasn’t in love with him, but he was a good, sweet, protective companion. At times, she felt bad. She knew in the moments when he fed her that it pushed the limitations of their friendship. She had the inkling that while she loved him but wasn’t in love him, he felt both forms for her.
“Yeah, I’m ok. I guess I knew someday I would run into one of Rowan’s Immortal Warriors, but I wasn’t ready for it tonight and certainly not for it to be him.”
“Why was he following you? You didn’t do anything, did you?”
She arched a light brow at him. “What do you think, Jake?”
“I think it was a close call. He would have returned you to Darion.”
She shivered at the thought, but he would have to.
She couldn’t go back there. She wouldn’t. No matter the cost, she would never return to Darion. She’d grovel at the feet of the Light Fae leader and her warriors before she would let Darion place another twisted finger on her.
“Sorry,” Jake said as he absentmindedly scrubbed his square jaw; his light gray eyes telling her he really did feel bad for mentioning Darion.
She smiled and linked her arm through his. “No worries, let’s get home.”
“Are you going to tell me what you were doing tonight?” Jake asked as they moved down the littered sidewalks, through plumes of smoke and the smells of over-abused bodies and booze.
“I went and saw Monday Night Raw.”
Jake smiled. He knew most of her story, but he didn’t know all the details. He did however understand this weird obsession of hers... It was the one thing she still held on to. The thing that reminded her to remember what she once had.
And she did remember… He’d been Light Fae and she’d been Dark Fae, hiding from the oppression of their own allegiances. His leader knew of her and she had thought Rowan had accepted that she loved one of her warriors, but she had been so wrong. Rowan and her warriors had sold her out to Darion. It was the final betrayal before everything in her world had truly gone dark.
Chapter Four
Kale was still pulled by that charge in the air. The fleeing female form was familiar, but she was skinnier and her hair was shorter than Katarina’s had been. Kale couldn’t push the thoughts away. Would he have been greeted by the most stunning shade of emerald eyes if the Succubus had just moved out of the shadows?
Memories flooded Kale as he flew through the deep, endless black of the night sky…
“She’s not coming.”
Kale had twirled at the unexpected voice. A small pixie flitted near the edge of the small clearing where Kale had waited for Kat. She was late. Kat was never late.
“Who are you?” Kale asked suspiciously.
“Katarina sent me. She can’t make it to you, but asked that you come to her home.”
They never met on Dark territory; it was safer in his land. “Is she alright?”
“She is not well and asked that I bring you to her.”
“What’s wrong with her?” Kale demanded.
“She needs to feed and
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