Bewitched by the Full Moon

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ontact with the winged ones. Marriage seemed a bit much to ask. On the ot

rd to marry some faery he’d never see

erforming the sexual act with a witness. Faeries were big on ceremony and the observance of

cess-like. Shouldn’t a girl’s father, at

strapped to her thigh. Growing up in Faery as a half-breed should have been a wonderful thing. The sidhe embraced half-breeds; they

d made her a pariah among her own. Through his inattention, her father had made it very clear she disguste

I’ve been thrust into a realm that frightens me an

ped her arms across her chest in a hug

k at. She’d always dreamed about

alm,” she decided. “And maybe my h

. Wings and sex, well...she wasn’t ready for such soul-deep intimacy with the new husband. Stones, she just

ed was a good friend, for he had stood beside Kylan during the ceremony. Kyle Salvador. She

about his head, and a slightly darker beard and mustache framed his long face. A regal nose. And ears tight to his head. No po

wrapped muscular thighs that she imagined often ran through the forest, both in man form and as a

ky. She touched the blue anemo

n’s dream of the rescuing knight. All he needed

out to be an aggressive, demanding wolf, she would have to put him in his place. No one from this realm was going to mess with h

ed onto the end of the massive bed. She stroked the bond mark on

h strap, she tugged out a gleaming violet blade and stabbe

him be kind,”

st have been that tree root at the threshold. Although, the honey mead had been some powerful stuff.