Frost Fae
Chapter 1
Surrounded by the Fae kings, I stared at the reflection of the stunning woman in the dark glass.
My reflection.
Frigid mountain wind wheeled around me, my golden hair billowing and glowing. My pointed ears twitched, and my green eyes glowed like a burning forest.
“How do I turn off the headlights?” I asked in a small, panicked voice, failing to keep my cool.
“Headlights?” the Winter King asked, his face scrunched in icy confusion, as he parked behind me like a solid mountain of hard muscles.
“My glowing eyes,” I said with exasperation, waving a hand before my face. “I can cover my pointed ears no problem, but I don’t want to look pretentious, always wearing sunglasses. Drawing attention to myself is the last thing I want right now. I want to look tough and plain, exactly like I did before.”
“You were never plain, my lovely Evie,” the Summer King said, his knuckles tracing my high cheekbone, sending a shiver of pleasure all the way to my curled toes.
The Fae kings’ mere touch could do that to me. It wasn’t fair.
“I liked your sweet, soft look before,” the Summer King continued, a nib of amusement in his velvety, sexy voice. He was being optimistic at exactly the wrong time. “And I love your new Fae look just the same.”
“Any woman would kill for your unparalleled beauty,” added the Winter King.
“I don’t want it,” I said. “I’m a chick who’s more into character than looks. Most importantly, I need to look like the same old Evie for my siblings. I’m all they have now. The last thing I want is to freak them the fuck out. I need to get my glamour back.”
The Fae kings, despite their rivalry, traded a glance. Yep, I knew they liked my new appearance better. They preferred a Fae female over a human woman as their mate if they had a say in the matter.
Over their silence, I wheeled to survey them as they crowded me. They each stood over six-foot-six, with broad shoulders, chiseled chests, and strong legs.
The ruthless Fae kings each ruled a court in Elfame, the land of the immortals.
Rydstrom, the Night King, seemed forged from the darkest night in a deep galaxy with his jet-black tousled hair, savagely gorgeous face, and sinful lips that promised every wicked pleasure, which I could vouch for after having had a taste of him.
Rowan, the silver-haired Winter King, resembled the element of his court, as if he had been carved out of the hardest Arctic glacier. Whenever he trained his gaze upon me, his steel blue eyes burned with icy fire that called to me like a siren song. The ice king held dark secrets.
And the flamboyant Summer King, Baron, was a sun god incarnate with his claret hair, molten amber eyes, and sensual, cruel smirk. He was like the capricious summer rain before the storm. His specialty was melting panties, and that was before he met me.
My knees grew weaker for them as the days passed, but I needed to stand my ground and remain a strong woman. I didn’t exactly believe in fated mates, especially not being fated to three guys at the same time.
“Here’s the deal,” I said, sharpening my voice and trying to glare instead of ogle them. “Whoever can restore my former looks will have a favor from me.” I swept a hand over them to stress my point. “But whoever is useless won’t get a sniff of me again.”
Somehow, my scent was like catnip to the Fae kings, so I had to take advantage of that. When Rydstrom first interviewed me in his Pasadena club, he’d categorized me as vulnerable beyond measure despite a bad attitude. As green as I was, I had to use every resource at my disposal.
Baron narrowed his eyes at me. “Did you just call me useless, Evie?”
I’d bet my life that no one ever dared call the cruel Fae kings anything unflattering if they wanted their heads to stay on their necks. But with me, the kings wanted more than my head, so they’d have to put up with my sassy style.
“What favor will you grant us, Eve, if we do your bidding?” Rydstrom purred.
My eyes widened at Rydstrom’s sexual insinuation. The heat in his sapphire eyes made my blood race and my skin hum with warmth. Lust swirled to life, pumping in my veins.
To hide the dirty thoughts and erotic images flashing in my mind, I squinted at the Fae kings hard. I only hoped that they