further fae. The notion he had forgotten that had Ena worried a little that he would even forget for an instant where he was and what his role was now.
“Then Alicia came to see Cassie and you and your fae seer friends grabbed her and were going to kill her,” Ena said, hoping that if she mentioned just how serious a situation Alicia had been in, Cassie might get the point. “Tell Cassie that.”
Brett didn’t say anything, looking a little like he might get into more hot water if he mentioned anything more about that scenario.
“We’re real, Cassie. All of this is real,” Ena warned.
“They were waiting for any fae who might show up to speak with Cassie,” Micala said to Ena. “Even Alicia might have returned for her. I had to bring Cassie here.”
Ena raised her brows.
Micala frowned. “I thought she would be safe here. You have him here.”
“Because Alicia wanted to spare his life. If I hadn’t, the king would have had him terminated.” Not that she didn’t recall that Alicia would want Cassie safe also. Ena said to Cassie, “Do you believe we’re real now?”
Cassie smiled, but she looked like all of this amused her and nothing more.
Which really annoyed Ena. She turned to Brett. “Very well. Remove the towel.”
“ What? ” Brett looked horrified.
Ena had been hopeful that he would do as she ordered before she lost the nerve to say such a thing. She would have to have picked up a shy male human prisoner. She shrugged. “Maybe if we shock her enough, she’ll get the point that this isn’t a dream.”
Then he got cocky, his blue eyes darkening, as if he thought Ena was interested in him ! “I’ll remove my towel if they leave.” He indicated with his head that he was referring to Micala and Cassie.
She opened her mouth to speak, felt her whole face heat, and knew she was blushing furiously. He smiled a little.
“No,” she said, her voice very dark and threatening.
“Can’t you just pinch her?” Brett asked. “Isn’t that how the fae prove to themselves they’re not dreaming?”
Ena folded her arms. How droll. “I could turn you into ashes.” She gave him a sinister smile.
Micala quickly said, “And traumatize Cassie? Let her think it’s a dream. When she never wakes from it, she’ll realize just how real this all is.”
Ena shook her head. “No way are you leaving her with me while you eat dinner when she thinks none of this is real.”
Brett stalked over to the couch and pinched Cassie, hard.
Her eyes watering she cried out. Micala jumped up from the couch and slugged the human right in the jaw. He fell back several steps. Brett readied his fist, but Micala, moving like a fae would, pinned him to the floor on his back before the human could even throw a punch or react in any other way.
Which was good because she hadn’t wanted the human to hurt Micala, considering Micala was one of her kind and the human was living on borrowed time.
Ena never thought she’d have this much excitement with bringing the fae seer into her home. She was glad her brother wasn’t here though. He might have killed the human.
“Ryker!” Ena called, wondering why he hadn’t intervened already.
He quickly appeared. “Aye, mistress.”
“Take the prisoner to his chamber. Lock him in.”
The butler bowed and waited for Micala to get off the human. Then as Micala stood, looking like he wanted to hit Brett again, Ryker waited for the human to stand.
Hand clutching the towel, trying to keep it in place, his other hand rubbing jaw, his face red with anger, Brett stood and glowered at Micala.
“You ever touch Cassie again, and you won’t live to see another one of your measly human minutes. I promise you that,” Micala growled.
Ena motioned with a flick of her wrist. “Take him away, Ryker. Before Micala decides one punch wasn’t enough.”
Brett opened his mouth to speak.
Ena narrowed her eyes at him. “ Don’t…say…a…word .”
Ryker didn’t remove the human at
“Then Alicia came to see Cassie and you and your fae seer friends grabbed her and were going to kill her,” Ena said, hoping that if she mentioned just how serious a situation Alicia had been in, Cassie might get the point. “Tell Cassie that.”
Brett didn’t say anything, looking a little like he might get into more hot water if he mentioned anything more about that scenario.
“We’re real, Cassie. All of this is real,” Ena warned.
“They were waiting for any fae who might show up to speak with Cassie,” Micala said to Ena. “Even Alicia might have returned for her. I had to bring Cassie here.”
Ena raised her brows.
Micala frowned. “I thought she would be safe here. You have him here.”
“Because Alicia wanted to spare his life. If I hadn’t, the king would have had him terminated.” Not that she didn’t recall that Alicia would want Cassie safe also. Ena said to Cassie, “Do you believe we’re real now?”
Cassie smiled, but she looked like all of this amused her and nothing more.
Which really annoyed Ena. She turned to Brett. “Very well. Remove the towel.”
“ What? ” Brett looked horrified.
Ena had been hopeful that he would do as she ordered before she lost the nerve to say such a thing. She would have to have picked up a shy male human prisoner. She shrugged. “Maybe if we shock her enough, she’ll get the point that this isn’t a dream.”
Then he got cocky, his blue eyes darkening, as if he thought Ena was interested in him ! “I’ll remove my towel if they leave.” He indicated with his head that he was referring to Micala and Cassie.
She opened her mouth to speak, felt her whole face heat, and knew she was blushing furiously. He smiled a little.
“No,” she said, her voice very dark and threatening.
“Can’t you just pinch her?” Brett asked. “Isn’t that how the fae prove to themselves they’re not dreaming?”
Ena folded her arms. How droll. “I could turn you into ashes.” She gave him a sinister smile.
Micala quickly said, “And traumatize Cassie? Let her think it’s a dream. When she never wakes from it, she’ll realize just how real this all is.”
Ena shook her head. “No way are you leaving her with me while you eat dinner when she thinks none of this is real.”
Brett stalked over to the couch and pinched Cassie, hard.
Her eyes watering she cried out. Micala jumped up from the couch and slugged the human right in the jaw. He fell back several steps. Brett readied his fist, but Micala, moving like a fae would, pinned him to the floor on his back before the human could even throw a punch or react in any other way.
Which was good because she hadn’t wanted the human to hurt Micala, considering Micala was one of her kind and the human was living on borrowed time.
Ena never thought she’d have this much excitement with bringing the fae seer into her home. She was glad her brother wasn’t here though. He might have killed the human.
“Ryker!” Ena called, wondering why he hadn’t intervened already.
He quickly appeared. “Aye, mistress.”
“Take the prisoner to his chamber. Lock him in.”
The butler bowed and waited for Micala to get off the human. Then as Micala stood, looking like he wanted to hit Brett again, Ryker waited for the human to stand.
Hand clutching the towel, trying to keep it in place, his other hand rubbing jaw, his face red with anger, Brett stood and glowered at Micala.
“You ever touch Cassie again, and you won’t live to see another one of your measly human minutes. I promise you that,” Micala growled.
Ena motioned with a flick of her wrist. “Take him away, Ryker. Before Micala decides one punch wasn’t enough.”
Brett opened his mouth to speak.
Ena narrowed her eyes at him. “ Don’t…say…a…word .”
Ryker didn’t remove the human at
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