Aine, The Queen of Fae - Chapter Twenty-Four

My feet were beginning to ache as the heels to my six-inch rose pumps ground against the overgrown brick pathway, it was an area that I had discovered by chance as I’d taken the chance to escape the pack of onlookers. Both ominous and hopeful eyes had bore holes into my back as people bickered amongst themselves, it was no longer a secret that I had mated with all three men with all three of them claiming me as their own and yet it was an action that I currently could not take back. I wove my fingers through my rose-coloured hair and curled the ends along my thumb and index finger, I couldn’t seem to pull myself from the thoughts that continued to suck me in like a forlorn prisoner.

“I see you have strayed from your pack,” a melodic voice stated from behind me.

He’s here, I thought to myself as I turned on my heels.

The dark-haired creature greeted me with a slight smile on his face as he glanced over my revealing body with an in-depth curiosity, there was something about his lingering