Bad Fae Rising by Jenna Wolfhart

Author:Jenna Wolfhart [Wolfhart, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-23T16:00:00+00:00

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The warehouse, as we learned, was an old abandoned location at the edge of the city. Our prisoner didn’t know much about the logistics of it all, but he managed to spill that it was where the black market runners were bottling and bagging the blood, and where they were keeping the shifter prisoners that they later killed for said blood.

Of course, that only meant one thing. Balor and I were going to have to go and check the place out.

We grabbed our swords, got into one of Balor’s many cars, and sped down the street toward the warehouse. Silence peppered the air between us, an ever-present reminder of the tension that had thickened like impenetrable gunk. It was as if we’d travelled into the past, back to my first days at the Crimson Court when neither of us had been certain of the other.

Back before we’d let ourselves care.

Being back to this hurt far more than I wanted to admit.

“Balor,” I said after far too many quiet moments. “Silence isn’t the answer.”

“Then, what is the answer, Clark?” He turned toward me. “I suggested we keep ourselves apart. You agreed but then spoke as though you wanted more. I gave you more, and then you wanted to put space between us once again. Now, I’m giving you space. Are you telling me again that’s not what you want? You’re starting to give me whiplash.”

I stared at him, at his hard face, his cold eyes. “Can’t there be some sort of middle ground?”

“Perhaps when you tell me what it is you’re hiding from me, then I will consider this ‘middle ground’ you’re suggesting.”

All the blood drained from my face. Sucking in a sharp breath, I turned away from Balor to stare out at the city streets that blurred by. Now that we were back to his cold, harsh ways, he was focusing on my past and my secrets. From the moment we’d met, Balor had known I was hiding something. He wasn’t stupid. At first, he’d demanded I tell him everything I could about my past, but he’d let it go over time.

Looked like he wasn’t letting it go anymore.

“I know there’s more about your past than you’re telling me, Clark. You didn’t come from nowhere. You had a family. You had a home.” His voice was grim as I kept my gaze locked on the window. “The longer you refuse to share even a hint about your past, the more I wonder exactly how bad it could be.”

“Do you think we’ll find Matteo’s son in this warehouse?”

Balor was silent for a long moment, no doubt noting that I had completely avoided responding in any way whatsoever to his questions. I knew my actions would only lead him to ask more questions in his mind, but I didn’t have the heart to come up with a lie. He wanted to know about my mother and father. Well, he knew about them alright. As soon as I said their names, he would know exactly who I was.

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