Night Fae (Dark Fae Kings #3) - Meg Xuemei X. Page 0,2

had its own pack. Vampires were also spread all over the continents in covens. The creatures of the night were generally shunned by other supernatural species.

While the Silver Circle allied with the Night King, the dark mages stood with Brigantia. They had become more and more of a problem for both the Silver Circle and us. I’d battled many of Brigantia’s dark mage minions.

“Ease your mind, Eve,” the Night King said, his rich, husky voice coiling around me as he pulled me across the space onto his lap. “Wherever you go, I’m forever your shield.”

My need for him slithered up my spine, and I threw my arms around his neck. The wild desire in his eyes mirrored mine.

Baron cleared his throat to pull my attention back to him. He and Rydstrom had a long history of feuding. He’d mostly let it go and tried his best to put up with the Night King, but sometimes, he couldn’t help being jealous when Rydstrom and I got too cozy in front of him.

I slanted a sideways glance at the Summer King. Judging from the regretful glint in his eyes, he was blaming himself for not acting sooner than Rydstrom to seize me. I could have perched on his lap, stretching my torso against his perfect, hard body.

I desired them both equally, if maybe a bit differently. Even as danger loomed ahead, lust for both of them still scorched my blood.

“Keep in mind how we should proceed today, Rydstrom,” Baron said in a brusque tone. “We’ll provoke Brigantia to attack us if she rejects our terms. When she makes the first move, it’ll be within our rights to counterattack. And we’ll give everything we have to take out the bitch.”

Rydstrom gave Baron a glare, mostly out of habit, then nodded curtly as he dropped his gaze to me, his look softening, especially when it lingered on my lips.

“Who do you take me for?” he snapped. “I know who I’m dealing with. We’ve all dueled with her individually and lost, but this time, we’ll combine our forces to combat her.”

My heart skipped a beat before it drummed with worry. This was the first time Rydstrom had admitted that my evil sister was more powerful than him.

The warning of Asmodeus, the dark prince of Hell, chimed in my head. “What your dear sister will do to you will be so much worse. She’ll turn you into the ultimate tithe. None of the Fae kings can protect you. The Dawn Queen is more powerful than all the kings combined due to her lineage and unspeakable experiments with black magic.”

Baron must have noticed a cloud of fear darkening my eyes. He leaned in, stroking my wrist with his callused thumb. “It’ll work, my darling. We’ll take her out before she can hurt you again.”

I inhaled sharply. I really wanted to believe him. But it wasn’t just me and the kings putting our lives on the line. My brother’s life was in jeopardy. Yet there was also my innate need to put my faith in the Fae kings. I’d seen the three of them create a vortex in battle, and their combined forces had vanquished a host of demons that poured out of the Veil.

However, we no longer had the Winter King in our ranks. It was just Baron and Rydstrom now.

“What if Rowan shows up and aids Brigantia?” I asked. “He’s chosen to sleep with our enemy.”

At the thought of the cold-blooded king, bitterness twisted through my veins, and frost chilled my skin. I hated that I might not be over the Winter King yet.

Baron and Rydstrom traded a quick glance and maintained their careful expressions at my mention of their old rival.

“Don’t mind my half-brother,” Baron said. “We don’t need him. He’ll think twice before going against us.”

“The Winter King still has his uses,” Rydstrom said reluctantly, as if he knew something but was unwilling to share. “I hope,” he added.

What were the Fae kings hiding? What other dark secrets did they have? Why was I the only open book and they opened only a few pages of theirs?

You aren’t exactly forthcoming with your darkest secret either. The voice of conscience chose this moment to chime in my head.

I cringed. Well, I just wonder why relationships have to be so complicated, I protested silently.

I quickly raised an eyebrow to cover my troubled feelings and challenge the Night King to explain the Winter King’s possible usefulness.

But Rydstrom only held me to him, his heat radiating from his