"With this. With us." He gestured between the both of us.
"I know there is no one around, but I'm going to make another noise barrier just in case."
He waved his hands and it felt like we were in a bubble again.
I turned on the bench to face him.
"I'm a hybrid of sorts. I'm half light fairy, half dark. My Dad is a light Fairy and my Mother is a dark Fairy."
"Is that unusual?" I was curious.
"Very. Usually fated mates are from the same type, light or dark."
"Is that why your eyes go purple?"
"Yes. I take on the appearance of a light Fairy normally, but when I get angry or feel threatened, my appearance can change to that of a dark Fairy."
"Can you change at will?"
"Not normally. It's usually brought on by strong emotions."
"Could you be a danger to me?" I asked in a small voi
