Page 141 of Lucky In Love

Byron nodded. “I’d found them interesting—always have. When I saw you in the store, I just had to have you as You could help me escape from them?”

Angela nodded. “Yes. I will help you. Are you ready to go?”

“How?”

“Trust me.”

“I do. I don’t know why. Yet for some reason, I trust you implicitly.”

She grabbed the package that contained the stone and produced her wings, wrapping them around him.

He surprised her with a quick kiss and smiled when she looked at him. “For luck.”

Chapter Seven

One minute, they were standing in his dining room, and the second, they were outside in the grove where the fairy ring was located.

“Don’t do anything yet. I need to gather some oak branches. They were considered sacred and needed to break the curse. There is an oak tree over there.” She pointed and started to walk towards the tree.

Byron stood in a stupor momentarily before quickly catching up to her. “Are we really back in Ireland?” he glanced around nervously.

“Yes.”

“Impressive.”

She glanced over her shoulder at him and smiled. “I never thought so. See if you can find some acorns.”

Nodding, Byron started to scour the ground for seeds. When he found a couple, she was done gathering some of the twigs left around the tree.

Together, they walked to the fairy ring. “Now what?” he asked. He wondered if, when the threat was gone, would Angela be gone as well? He hoped not. He truly had started caring for her.

“Now, we go talk to them. First, put the stone back on the wall.” She handed him the envelope containing the stone. “Then, hold the acorns and twigs in your hand as we travel to their world. You will need to beg for their forgiveness and offer them your gifts. Hopefully, they will accept them and free.”

He took the stone from the envelope she had carried and placed it on the wall, keeping the twigs and acorns in his free hand as he turned back to her.

She wrapped her wings around him, moments before she pulled her wings back.

Byron didn’t think anything had changed, but when he looked around, he realized the ring was surrounded by a heavier, thicker forest he recognized from his nightmares.

She gave him a gentle push towards the ring.

“Hello?” He took an unsteady step. “Hello?”

He heard a flutter as several beings with gossamer wings encircled them. They all seemed to be glaring at him, and nervously, Byron held out the acorns and twigs. “I’m so sorry for not believing in you and stealing from you. I brought the stone back, and I offer these to you. Please accept my apology.”

The male who had confronted Byron before, stepped forward. Byron recognized four of the fairies that surrounded him but kept his focus on the man who appeared to be the leader. Somehow, he knew their names. The leader was Ruune. The women were Amber and Gem. The other male who was fighting in the grove was Goshin. As Byron looked around the crowd, he knew them all by name as if they whispered their names in his mind as he looked at them. He recognized Spritz when his eyes settled on him, as the one who gave him a sense of being chased, causing him to run in most of his dreams. He turned back to Ruune. “Please.”

“What makes you think we could ever forgive a thief?” Ruune asked.

“Ruune, at least listen to what he has to say. He did bring us offerings,” Amber replied as she moved next to the fairy leader.

Ruune crossed his arms as he looked at Amber before turning back to Byron. “Say your piece.”

Clearing his throat, Byron set the twigs and acorns down. “I thought fairies were just stories. I was ignorant. I didn’t appreciate them as more than just stories. Please forgive me. I understand now.” Hanging his head, he couldn’t bear to look at any of them.

“Not all believe in us. We haven’t made our presence known as often as in the past,” Spritz stated.

Ruune looked over at Amber.

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