Page 368 of Never Kiss a Fae
“Is it safe yet?” Kalt called from the other side of the door. “Or would you like to continue discussing my love life?”
“Cheeky,” Cyrus murmured, grinning from ear to ear.
“I have no idea who he reminds me of,” Exos deadpanned. “No idea at all.”
Titus snorted and plucked a piece of bacon from the plate.
“You can come in,” I called, stepping around my rock of a mate. He placed a possessive palm against my lower back, making my lips twitch.I don’t need or want more mates, Sol.
Good.His mental voice reminded me of smooth rocks.Because I’m not sharing you with another royal.
You like Exos and Cyrus.
I tolerate them,he muttered.
You more than tolerate them,I replied. There’d been a time when Sol didn’t trust any of them, his experience with a powerful fae having altered his opinion of Spirit Fae and royals. But he’d slowly overcome his past, even if he was trying to feign otherwise now.
I could feel his deep-seated respect for Exos and Cyrus. This was more about Kalt seeing me naked after a week of orgasms than it was about the possibility of me taking another mate. Sol didn’t like anything that could potentially cause me discomfort. And for that—and a myriad of other reasons—I loved him dearly.
I’m okay, I assured him as Kalt entered again, the Water Fae’s gaze wary.
“What brings you to Iceland?” I asked, genuinely curious.
“Uh, I have an update from the Winter Fae. Cyrus said you were still here, and he suggested I drop by to give you the news.” He swallowed, his long white hair billowing in the wind stirred by Vox’s air magic. It seemed to just flow naturally around my mate, who stood closest to the door.
“Tell her,” Cyrus said, his lips curling.
Those two words told me my water mate already knew whatever Kalt intended to say.
“The Winter Fae have agreed to support the academy and enchant it like they did the Interrealm Region,” Kalt announced.
“They have?” I jumped up once on a squeal, then ran across the room to hug the Water Fae emissary. He didn’t return the gesture because of Sol’s growl at my back.
That robe is thin and leaving nothing to the imagination, little flower.
Fae run around naked all the time,I reminded him, rolling my eyes.Especially Earth Fae.But I released the frozen Water Fae anyway and took a few steps back. “Sorry, I’m excited.”
“I know,” he replied, glancing at Cyrus. “How do you know about Norden?”
“I know a lot of things,” my mate drawled. “I know about Lark, too.”
Kalt made a noise. “It’s not true. I’m not in their triad.”
Cyrus lifted a shoulder. “Hey, I’m not one to judge.”
“I’m a Water Fae, not a Winter Fae.” Kalt uttered the words through his teeth, his pretty eyes blazing with icy power.
“What’s a triad?” I asked, glancing between them.
“Similar to a mating circle,” Exos replied. “The Winter Fae culture is a little different from ours. They form male packs that take a single female mate.”
“So they’re like Fortune Fae?” I guessed, thinking of Gina and her mate-circle.
Exos considered that for a moment before saying, “Hmm. Sort of. It’s a comparable concept in how the males bond with each other just as much as they do with the female. However, the Winter Fae don’t have the same Alpha, Beta, Omega structure.”
Kalt snorted. “Tell that to Lark. The royal elf sure as fuck thinks he’s an Alpha.”
“That’s because you keep fighting fate,” Cyrus replied.
