Page 49 of Claimed By Prince Daddy

He pointed at my body. “But your body, your blood, knows me.” He stepped a little closer. I felt weird, not safe. I clenched my hands. He pointed at me. “You see, I am summer fae. You, my dear, are shadow fae. We carry similar blood, being that we’re both fae.” He shrugged a shoulder. “You could say…we’re cousins.”

I shook my head. “No, there’s no such thing as fae. That’s make-believe! You’re lying.”

Again he blinked at me, and looked at me like he was surprised.

He pointed at his ears. “Then why, my dear, are my ears not like a human? Your ears are not human either.”

I flinched at the memory of the kids bullying me, calling me mean names. Elf. Freak.

Elf.. But they’re all imaginary creatures.”

“But my mom wouldn’t lie,” I cried. “She told me they’re not real.”

He looked at me, his face sad. “I’m sorry, my little one, but your mom lied. You saw the unicorn outside. They are very real.” He put a hand to his chest. “You and I are very real.”

I shook my head, but the tears started to fall.

My mana lied to me. But why?

I sniffled as I tried to wipe away my tears. Someone tapped my shoulder, and I looked up to see the man faerie in front of me. He handed me a tissue, and I took it, wiping my eyes.

“Thanks…” I whispered. My chest hurt. I wanted to hit something, to yell, to cry. Mamma and I never lied to each other, but she had lied. And that hurt me inside.

“I need your help, little one.” The man walked over to the window and looked outside. “The summer fae lands are dying from an invisible plague, a dark disease that’s poisoning our lands.” He clenched his hands. “I need your power as a hybrid to rid the land of the disease. Erase the purge.”

I cocked my head. He was using a lot of big words, and it was confusing. “P-purge what?”

I saw his body stiffen. But when he turned around, he was smiling.

“Let me explain,” he said. “You are a hybrid. Which means you are two different races in one. A fae and a werewolf. You have immense power.” He frowned, and his eyes sparkled when he said that. “You just haven’t awakened yet.” He smiled again, but this time, something was wrong with his smile. It scared me.

“I…I don’t want to help you fix your land,” I said. “I want to find my mama.” I frowned. This man wasn’t helping me. “I want to go home to my mama!”

More memories came. Of two men with light hair and pointed ears taking me through a wire oval in the air, then dragging me through a field toward a giant gold castle. The two men…they hurt…no, they killed Nana.

I gasped as I looked up at the tall, white-haired man. The men brought me to the castle. I was in the castle. With him…

He was a bad man!

“Get away from me!” I cried. I backed up until I was in a corner. “You helped kill Nana!” More tears burned through my eyes. My chin wobbled. I was scared. I needed my mama! I stopped a foot. “Take me to my mama!”

The man’s smile disappeared. He growled at me like an animal. Four fangs dropped from his mouth. I screamed and pushed into the corner further.

“You will do my bidding,” he screamed at me. “I will not let my people suffer because ahalfbreedwon’t mind!”

He reached for me, and I closed my eyes, wishing there was a wall between us. The man didn’t touch me. I opened my eyes and yelped. A dark wall was in front of me, it looked like it was a shadowy wall, but it did stop the man from touching me. He tried to shoot a hand through it, but it didn’t move. The man growled again. My body shook.

“Getting angry will not endear the child to you,” a soft voice said. Another person came inside the room.

It was an adult. A woman. She had wavy dark brown hair and grey eyes. She smiles at the man.

“I’m not trying to endear her to me,” he hissed. “Not any longer.” He glared at me. “Lower this star's damn wall!”

I shook my head, biting my bottom lip. He growled again. A bright light shot from his palm, but it bounced off the wall and hit the other wall in the room. A dark spot appeared, the wall crumbling.

My body shook harder.This man wants to hurt me.

The woman rolled her eyes. She walked to me. Then she kneeled and smiled. “Hey,” she said. “It’s okay. He’s just a cranky old goat. I won’t let him hurt you.”

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