Page 208 of The Fae Girl 1

Before I realised what I was doing I was wrenching the chest of drawers away, pulling on the book, half yanking it from its hinge and storming down the passageway.

The other side was quiet.

Around I could see bags. Lots of them. He’d been packing. Preparing to leave.

I took a step. Then another and paused. I didn’t even know what I wanted to say, what I was doing, and yet, now that I was stood here, I wanted to at least see him.

My heart thumped in my chest. My breathing picked up. He was here, I could sense it in my bones.

And then he walked through the doorway.

He froze. Staring at me as if I were an apparition. As if I were a ghost.

“You’re going.” I said.

“Yes.”

I dropped my gaze staring at his boots. “You’re leaving me behind.” I said.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Alice.” He said gently as he walked towards me.

“Say it.” I snapped.

“Say what?” He asked, not rising to the bait, not letting his anger spike despite mine flaring.

“That I’m useless. That’s why I’m being left behind.”

“You’re not useless.”

“Yes I am.” I cried. “My magic is gone. I’m useless to all of you.”

He frowned stepping right up to me and that god awful, intoxicating scent of his filled my nose, filled my senses.

“You’re not useless to me.” He murmured.

I clenched my fists, fighting the tears that threatened to overwhelm me.

“Take me with you.” I whispered it but I knew he heard.

“I can’t. It’s not safe.”

I let out a bitter laugh. “Safe?” I repeated. “No, better to keep me locked up here.”

“You’re not locked up.”

“Like a prisoner.” I spat clenching my fists.

“You’re not a prisoner.”

I turned to go and he grabbed my arm pulling me back. “I won’t do it. I won’t put you in danger.”

“I can fight.”

“I know.”

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