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her that he’d married and wouldn’t be seeing her again. He had tried

to be kind, but there was a dismissiveness to the whole conversation

that infuriated her.

Liadan watched the barn thoughtfully and wondered if the king

had mentioned her to his bride. She rather thought not. Perhaps

tomorrow she would visit the little human and introduce herself. After

all, they were neighbors.

Humming, Liadan walked back across the fields to her own house.

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Chapter Ten

Meg was surrounded by warmth as she gradually came to her

senses the next morning. She snuggled closer to the heat source and

sighed as Cian pulled her closer. He was a cuddler. He’d been a

perfect gentleman, but he had been very insistent on spooning her and

holding her close all night. His hair had gotten tangled around her. It

tickled her skin and warmed her.

She had thought she would be up all night thinking about Beck,

but Cian seemed to have a soothing effect on her. The minute he

wrapped himself around her, she’d heard a low, soothing hum in the

back of her brain. It had taken her a moment to realize it was coming

from him. It was like white noise, and it hummed her gently to sleep.

It was another noise entirely that forced Meg from the warmth of

Cian’s arms.

The door slammed, and there was the unmistakable sound of an

engine coming to life. It didn’t sound like any car she could

remember, but Meg knew instantly what it was. It had to be that cool-

looking Harley of Dante’s. Meg wanted to see it in action, so she

scrambled out of her warm bed, despite Cian’s sleepy protests.

There was a robe lying across the end of the bed. Meg quickly put

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