Fae's Temptation

Chapter 4

Why am I not fighting? I should be screaming, fighting for my life because certainly, that would be smarter than just going with them. It feels right. Their hands engulf both of mine and I'm being lead from my room, through my apartment that seems puny compared to the Creatures in it.

"When you're with us, you shouldnever be afraid. We will do anything to protect you." Thorian speaks with conviction, and I believe his words. I go to respond, to question their intentions and ask why today of all days they've chosen to ruin my well put together life, but I do not get the opportunity.

My front door is kicked open, a disgusting monster made of open flesh and too many teeth stands on his three legs before us. Its eyes are white, but I can tell the horrific creature is looking over us. I feel Sylas let go of my hand, and I'm suddenly jerked back by the royal Fae.

"Put those running shoes to good use, Sweetheart!" I let out a long scream when I see the Fae jump upon the creature, but I have no time to help as Thorian throws his hand out.

A darkened cloud appears in front of us, twisting wildly with lightening and the promise of rain.

I am being pulled in its direction, and I finally begin my fight. Not wanting to leave the male that's fighting a beast twice his size.

My chest burns with the idea that I may never see him again. I'm picked up and thrown into the billowing opening of another realm before I can fight for a creature I should hate.

The air is different here, thick as it wafts around the pile of limbs that is now Thorian andI. Usually the fall would be broken by the man, who would hold his lady tight and stare into her eyes longingly. The curses that leave my mouth are vulgar and pained.

My head hurts from the hit I'd taken when I had fallen against his armored chest, and my body struggles to adapt to the grotesque air around us. I feel the mattress of a man beneath me begin shifting, butI don't move off him. The feel of him against me seems to be the only thing grounding me in this moment, allowing me to not completely lose my marbles.

"Deep breaths, Carmella. This realm is much different than yours, but you should be okay after a few minutes."

My face is pulled to his line of vision, and I close my eyes while he inspects me. Harsh breaths leave me, for an array of reasons that I'd prefer not to admit to.

The Fae was hard against me, and I was surely going to be soaked once more before this adventure ended.

Would begging him to bring me back work? I doubted it would even be worth the fight.

With a sharp pull I am rolling away from him, needing my head to finally clear soI could try to process what had happened today.

I'm surrounded by silhouettes of trees, the light given by a red sun is very unsatisfying and the colors around us consist of dark blues and purple. It's an interesting combination but disturbing to the eye.

The grass beneath me is damp, and it feels nasty against my clothed back.

Maybe I should've stayed on top of the male Fae, made him keep me comfortable since he is the one who dragged me here. Why would he take me somewhere like this? Surely this could not be his so-called Summer Court?

"A bit of an eyesore during the day, isn't it?" His calm demeanor has me shooting him an less than amused glare before I struggle getting to my feet.

"It's dark and disgusting, how can you say this is daytime?" I sound like a brat as I try to wipe the stains from me pants and continue to look around. Thorian chuckles before easily standing, I make note of his gaze traveling over me slowly.

"When the Moon comes up, and those big stars begin their little parties of twinkling you'd have never seen anything more beautiful in your life.

The real Fae come out to play, usually asleep during the daytime but the Moon draws out the creatures of this land. Allows them to mingle and find beauty in the Realm they call home.

Most do not want to wait for that time to come, but it is worth it."

My eyes stay of the male as he takes in deep breaths, and I realize that I am adjusting to the air. No longer feeling sticky or suffocated by the atmosphere that had me ready to face off that monster once more.

"We can discuss the beauty of nature another time. What the f**k was that thing?" I should ask about Sylas, tell the King of whatever it was that we need to go back and save him.

We'd left him back there like he meant nothing, and to me he should but a part of me wanted to make sure my handsome, demon man was safe.

Did I just call him mine?

"The beast that is currently being torn limb from limb is what we Fae call a Gluree. It's very rare that they travel across realms, so I'm guessing the bounty on your head is a lot higher than we had assumed."

Thorian gives me a raise of his brow before gracefully getting to his feet, not bothering to wipe himself off as he stares blatantly at my body.

"A bounty on my head for what?" So many questions run through my head, and I hope he has the answers to all of them.

"I did promise that once we got out of there I'd explain, didn't I?" A wicked grin appears, making my insides melt as sI try to focus on anything that isn't the oh so fuckable man in front of me.

"Ill explain while we walk, as Ansel is most likely on the verge of tearing someone to pieces by now."

"Ansel?" A tick in his jaw tells me he does not like another male's nanme leaving my lips. With a quick turn on his heel I am forced to chase after him, long strides move him away faster than I can hope to keep up with.

"Il begin by giving you the rundown of us all, and then will tell you more about the bounties. That should eat up most of our time, as this is going to be a long walk." I'm out of breath before he can fully finish his explanation, but instead of noting it he turns back around and grabs me up. I'm being carried like a child through the shadowed world that I am very uncomfortable in. Being pulled into his chest brings a little peace to me, and I am not sad about missing out on a few steps for the day.

"Please continue." I poke at him, needing to hear everything before my head explodes from confusion. A flick to my nose has me staring slack jawed at the male, but he finds it hilarious and releases a long laugh that has my p***y begging for him. Everything about this man is perfection.

"How about we start with who the three of us are? Sylas likes to say he is the Over Lord of the Underrealm, but he is the King of this interesting place. In charge of keeping everyone in check and keeping everyone where they are supposed to be. His stupidity is what has gotten us into this mness, but that's not ny story to tell.

Ansel, who you will meet in his shifter form first, is the most powerful of all our Fae Watchmen. At first you may be a little thrown off by his appearance, but he will never hurt you, in fact he may be the most protective of us all. When he feels comfortable enough to show his skin side, that's when you'll learn more about him. Until then, just knoW you can always trust him.

Sylas may seem, as you mortals call it, sketchy...but he's devoted to you. His s****l advances will never stop but trust he would never harm you in any way that was not asked for." We've traveled a little distance, my eyes moving over the gloomy landscape in search of something beautiful.

I was ready to see this place at night, to finally have get a view of the magical landscape that Thorian had spoken so highly of.

"And what about you? A King?" I'm thrown a small smile, his way of telling me it isn't that cool.

"This in a way leads into our next discussion." The Fae stops to adjust me a bit, and I feel bad for his need to carry me. "Im the King of the Summer Court and help in the leading of the Autumn court as well. But, when someone failed to keep their semi insane father locked behind those molten bars, I was knocked from my thrown. Every Court is in complete turmoil now. Luther is demented, bloodthirsty and only wants to wreak havoc on those around him. Over the next few weeks he will hold my people captive, murder anyone in his path, and use a part of my power to unleash beasts that we haven't seen since the dark ages."

Thorian's tone is angry, and I can feel his body shaking as he explains his fall from glory. Why would they bring me into this world if someone was trying to destroy it?

Am I sacrifice to be their new Fae enemy?

He must see the panic in my eyes because his hard expression softens, and a large finger runs over my cheek. The motion soothes me.

"Why do you need me, or feel the need to protect me?" One more question, and then I would try to give him a little bit of peace for this walk. The show of affection doesn't stop, and he keeps his steady pace as he studies me. I'm holding back my moans of pleasure.

"We have a very special bond with you, one that we've felt long before you were born. In the easiest of words, you are our Fourth. A mate in some ways, that the three most powerful Fae in existence will share.

When the four of us become one you'll get a part of our power, and any capabilities we possess will become stronger.

I pull away from his soothing strokes, needing space after the earth-shattering revelation. Thorian seems confused by my irritation, as if he hadn't just told me that I was somehow connected to them all. A mate? In what manner?

"That news is supposed to make you happy." The disappointment the Fae King's voice has my heart hurting, I hadn't meant to upset him, but I wasn't ready for whatever commitment came along with being the f*****g mate of a Fae.

Make that three, powerful and sexy, Fae.

"How is any of this supposed to be good news for me? I'm being taken from my home, I was assaulted in my own bed, and now you expect me to be excited that I'm somehow connected to a bunch of wild creatures? I'm to be shared by three men, do you actually believe I'd want that?"

I'm kicking to get out of his hold, no longer wanting to be that close to him. I am practically some toy they'll be passing around, for a reason I'm still unsure of. There had to be some horrible mistake for these males to believe I am theirs.

"We found you to help save our Kingdoms! You're meant to be the one, I can see how irritated he becomes when I interrupt him, and by then I've freed myself from his hold, the ground is hard upon impact, but the unconfined feeling is worth it.

"You found me so that you could use me in god only knows what way. If you hadn't Fallen, would you guys even have come looking for me?"

Those violet orbs blaze as they look at me, as if my question had fully offended him. I try not to react as his golden skin darkens, the tips of his ear growing longer as he takes a step Over me. Fae are larger than I'd ever imagined, broad and full of muscle as they tower over any human they come across. Made of power, and they know it.

"Our loyalty to our Fourth is not to be questioned." Thorian growls the words