Lochlan’s magic was solely light based, but he was not without his own element of darkness. He was broody and kept his own confidence, not to mention he could be unbelievably stubborn and even vicious if needed. His dynamic complexity just made my desire for him burn brighter rather than dwindle. “Lochlan?” I said hesitantly. He simply raised a brow in reply. “Did you know that Fen lost his magic because he can’t feed here?” I asked quietly, not wanting Fen to overhear me talking about him. “I hadn’t discussed it with him, but I knew that was likely what had happened.” I looked at the proud Fae warrior who sat beside me. We had been there for two long weeks and he had told me previously that he needed to feed every two to four weeks depending on how much magic he used. Was his magic growin
