Edward Holt's POV
TW: dark elements, violence
I arrived in Belfast late last night, having stowed away on a cruise ship out of New York heading there. With the Fairy King looking for me, taking a plane was the last thing I wanted to risk. As I walked the streets of the city taking in the sights, my thoughts drifted back home.
My life has been in a downward spiral since I got into gambling two years ago. At first it was a fun substitute to the increasing frustrations I had about not finding my fated mate. As my siblings and the people around me became mated and my depression deepened, my visits to the race tracks became daily, sometimes twice or more. My paychecks from the King were getting blown on my gambling binges. Desperation turned to danger as I became entangled with a demon booki
