Escaping Destiny (The Fae Chronicles, #3)

“You’re pregnant with twins, Synthia, and that is a rarity within the Fae. You also carry my twins in your womb, so plan on being at the back of this retinue with armed guards protecting you at all times. You will be guarded and kept safe for the entire time we are out of the kingdom. Do you understand? There are many who will want you dead for the simple fact you carry my child in your precious womb. Say no to any of the safeguards I have put in to place, Pet, and you stay here in fucking bubble wrap.”


“Children, Caveman; I carry your children inside my womb. I don’t mind guards, but if you try to put bubble wrap on me, know this: I’ll kick your ass while I’m popping the damn bubbles,” I smarted off. Fucking bubble wrap me!

“They don’t know that. No one outside this room with the exception of Eliran knows you carry twins, Synthia. You may tell Adam, but you will tell him to keep this information to himself. It’s important that we keep this quiet for now; I need to keep you protected. You are a target, as you were before, Synthia. But now, you and the infants you carry are all targets for my enemies to use against me. Liam was allowed inside; anyone else who comes will be killed. You will always have one of the thirteen close at your side from now until you give birth. Pick one, and remember he will be with you like fucking glue,” Ryder said, narrowing his eyes. He’d ignored my bubble wrap comment, which was probably for the best.

“I pick the Demon.”

Ristan grinned.

“Ristan, any arguments?”

“No, Ryder. But I will need time to clear up a few things before I can babysit,” Ristan said, with a playful grin on his face.

“That’s fine. Okay, we will meet in the main hall in the morning when the others have arrived. Asrian, you will stay here at the castle, and keep things moving along with the Horde petitions and hearings. Get the help of a few of the others as well. I suggest you all feed and rest tonight.”

“As you wish,” Asrian said, bowing his head slightly. “I will hold down the fort, you take the guards you need, and I will keep a skeleton crew here with enough show of force to let those who think we are weak in your absence, think twice.”

“Summon Vlad, and get the others back here as soon as possible.”





Chapter Twenty





We were walking back to his chambers when he finally said something that didn’t include his plans to wrap me in a protective bubble. “You sleep with me tonight, Pet.”

“In bubble-wrap?” I asked, tossing him a serious look. I refused to be wrapped in anything. I may have been pregnant, but I was still a warrior. I was never helpless.

“In my arms,” he replied smoothly in a seductive voice. “Bubble wrap is only for when you are away from me.”

“Smart ass,” I growled through a smile that spread quickly across my face.

“I’ll show you my ass if you show me yours, Fairy,” he said mimicking my nickname for him. I raised an eyebrow at him, surprised, because he was playing with me. It was out of character for him, but it was one of his many surprises of character.

“You got it all wrong, Ryder. You are the Fairy, and I am the Pet. Keep it straight, Ryder. I’m pregnant; I get confused easily in my current state.” I teased him, until I turned to catch the heat burning in his golden eyes. I swallowed over the lump forming in my throat. Shit, he was hot!

I could play coy and act like I didn’t see the smoldering heat burning in them, but I was weak, and he wouldn’t let me go with him unless I’d fed. And let’s be honest, the heat in his eyes? I wanted to see it as he drove himself deep inside of me.

“Now you admit it?” He continued to play. I liked this lighter side of him, even if he did want to bubble wrap me, and lock me in a panic-room until I gave birth.

“No, I’m not a Fairy. I’m Fae, and even though I suck at being one, I’m here. My old life is gone, you knocked me up. So yes, Ryder, I admit that I’m Fae, and I’ll even admit to being Blood Fae, and hell, while I’m at it, I’ll admit I like you. Now you, you’re still a Fairy,” I said, smiling impishly.

“You like me,” he said, shaking his head. “You like me.”

“Yes, it could be the hormones, but you are kinda cute…for a Fairy.”

“For a Fairy?”

“You should really get this hallway checked out, seems to have an echo in it.” I smiled even wider.

“I guess I could admit a few things,” he replied in a sexy voice that was filled with heat.

“Such as?” Yes, I was curious to know what he felt, since he never said anything apart from wanting me. Shit, we were having twins! And, I had no idea where we stood on this.

“You’ve got a great ass,” he said, never taking his eyes from mine as we walked, oblivious to anyone watching us. “Your screams when I fuck you? I like that shit, too. The noises you make when I drive my cock balls deep and you ask for more? Fuck, I seriously like it…a lot.”

Okay, maybe I fell right in to that one. “Flattery will get you nowhere,” I continued to tease him.

“I love the way that your eyes glaze over with heat, and your bottom lip quivers when you scream my name. I love the way you come on my cock,” he continued playing.

I swallowed and shivered involuntarily. Freaking Fairy had game! And he was using it all on me, and I was allowing it. “I like the way you fall over when I kick your ass.”

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