Page 22 of Touched By Moonlight
Chapter 7
Ikept feeling my neck,remembering the stinging pain wrapped around me like ice cold barbed wire. Already my healing ability kicked in and it began tofade.
I knew what had attackedme.
Kallan had found me atlast.
Deeply shaken, I wanted to sink to the floor, wrap my arms around my knees and rock back and forth as I did when I was a child and punished for breaking therules.
I wanted to run far away, as I had done in thepast.
But I had to pretend I was as blissfully ignorant as the others. They didn’t realize I was Fionn Fae and the realtarget.
Around me, the shifters cleaned up, and Dante prowled, checking everything. Peyton remained busy organizing rides home for the strippers and Cass. Dante’s personal limo would take them, with Gabriel riding shotgun to keep themsafe.
My apartment had a lock that would hardly prevent a hard kick from toppling down the door. Protect myself fromKallan?
Forgetit.
Shaken and needing fresh air, I walked outside. Grayson immediately fell into step with me. I walked about the back, determined to see if Kallan had leftmarks.
Instead of the normal blue runes my people left as calling cards, these runes were glowing amber, like a wolf’s eyes. Odd. I had never seen any of my people leave amber runes before. I touched one and winced. It burned likeice.
Alexander joined us as we studied the door by the light of Grayson’s flashlight app. Then Dante’s trusted beta lookedaround.
“Look at this!” Alexanderwhistled.
Crumbled in the parking lot like a pile of discarded clothing was what looked like a skinsuit. Something, or someone with tremendous ability had sucked out all his blood, internal organs and most of all, his vitalenergy.
His lifeforce.
His Faepower.
Hard to tell in darkness, but enough light from the flashlight showed facial features Irecognized.
The Fae who’d been at the bar earlier. He had told Kallan I was here. Probably showed up to leech power from me and got thisinstead.
My heart dropped to my stomach. I’d been so careful. Never showing any power, keeping my magick hidden and not even using glamour to disguise myself. Instead, I’d resorted to human tricks –coarse hairdye.
Yet, Kallan found me anyway, and targeted me as if I were a black monolith on a whitesnowbank.
“We’d best get back inside. Sienna, you will ride in the limo with the others.” Mild Alexander, givingorders.
“No. I’ll see her home.” Grayson slid an arm around my shoulders, anchoring me to him. It felt good to have someonecare.
But it couldn’t last, because Kallan would mow through Grayson to killme.
Alexander gave Grayson that same thoughtful, assessing look as Dante. Then he nodded and left us. I shrugged free of Grayson, walked slowly back to the front entrance, studying the ground. No sign of runes or glowing magick on the pavement. Just on the backdoor.
“What was that thing that attacked us?” I demanded. As if I didn’t know. But I wanted to hear Grayson’s answer, because he seemed toknow.
Most shifters didn’t know much about Fionn Fae. Only the myths and legends my people perpetuated over thecenturies.
Grayson looked around as Nicolas and Stephan joined him. They glanced at each other, their expressions tight beneath the parking lot lights’ yellowglow.
“Tell her,” Nicolas said suddenly. “She needs toknow.”
Grayson bent over, traced a line in the gravel, as if marking his turf. “What attacked you was a dark Fionn Fae, the most powerful Fae of all. Dark ones are more lethal, because their thirst for power will overcome everything. They can both control the weather or turn into any form of it. Mist, rain, wind. He probably sucked out the vitals of the Fae that was hereearlier.”
