The Fae Bound - Juliana Haygert Page 0,28

female fae, the winemaker, and now Jennie. All of them had died at the ends of the fae prince—because of me. Their deaths were on me, and I would never forgive myself for that.

After I was all dolled up, the guards guided me to Lark’s chambers on the other side of the fortress. They pushed me inside and closed the doors behind me with a definite thud.

I was locked in here with the evil prince.

Dressed in his best suit, Lark turned to me with a wide smile. “You look beautiful.” I winced. Coming from him, this compliment meant nothing. He stalked to me, like a predator sizing up his prey. “Relax, my dear Farrah. I’m not mad at you. I’m actually very amused and impressed. You have skills. You’re a strong fae, which means our children will be stronger than both of us together.”

I winced again, but this time I held on to the disgust that rolled within me. “We’ll never have children.”

Lark halted just a foot in front of me. “Of course we will. And we’ll start working on it tonight.” He gestured to his large bed across the room.

I shook my head, my eyes never leaving his. “You don’t understand. I can’t have your children, because I’ve already been with someone else.”

His dark eyes widened and his breathing stopped. A sheen of rage changed his expression from amusement to fury. He balled his hands. “You’re lying. You’re stalling so I won’t take you to my bed.”

“Here.” I showed him the looking glass I had brought with me. “See it for yourself.”

The prince’s brows curled down. Hesitant, he picked up the looking glass. He paced in front of me, his eyes glued to the looking glass as the images showed him the truth. I didn’t try seeing what he was seeing. I knew that somehow the looking glass would show him about Wyatt and me.

About my mate.

With a roar, Lark threw the looking glass on the dark stone floor, shattering it in a million pieces. I flinched from the flying shards but held my ground. I wouldn’t succumb to fear now.

With murderous eyes, Lark lunged at me. He closed his hand around my neck. “If you can’t be really mine, then you won’t be anyone’s.” Dark shadows appeared around him. His magic. “I’ll hurt you, I’ll torture you, and then I’ll kill you.”

I gasped, even though I knew this was coming.

He tightened his grip and I gagged. Focus, Farrah. I clutched his shirt and tugged him even closer. As fast as I could, I slipped my hands on his pants pockets. Bingo. My right hand closed around the Frost Pendant.

Instantly, my powers came alive and I embraced them.

Lark’s eyes rounded as he noticed what I had done. His grip loosened around my neck. With a wicked smile of my own, I rested my hands over his chest and sent my magic into him.

Inch by inch, the frost spread over his skin, inside his body, around his organs. In less than a minute, Lark had become a frozen statue.

I let out a long breath.

This wasn’t over yet.

Grunting, I pushed Lark’s frozen form until it tipped over and fell on the floor. He shattered just like the looking glass had. A million pieces scattered on the dark floor.

Prince Lark was dead.

I didn’t waste time. I flung the doors of his chambers open and ran out. The guards turned to me, but before they could blink, I had frozen them too.

I ran through the hallway and down the stairs. That was when I realized something was wrong. The only other guards I had seen were running to the front of the fortress.

Then a muted boom shook the fortress.

We were under attack?

“Farrah!”

I turned around, my hands up to send my magic out. But my shoulders sagged in relief. It was Wyatt, and behind him were Daleigh, Ariella, and a blaze fae. A blaze fae? I shook my head, not caring about that right now.

“You’ve come,” I said.

Wyatt grabbed my hand, holding tight. His eyes landed on my wrist, bracelet-free. A small smile crept up his lips. “Let’s get out of here.”

24

Wyatt

It was easier to sneak into the fortress, and then out, since it was in chaos because of Luana’s and Keeran’s attack. While we ran out, we had to fight only a handful of soldiers.

Once we exited through the back, Farrah told us about the Frost Pendant, how she got rid of the bracelet, and about killing the fae prince. I almost tripped