Wanted by the Fae: A Fated Mates Romantic Fantasy: Magic Bound Book 2 (Magic Bound Series)

WANTED BY THE FAE


MAGIC BOUND BOOK 2


Allie Santos


Copyright © 2020 by Allie Santos
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For my siblings—Claudia, Veronica, Liz, and Eric.
Love you guys.


Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Acknowledgments
About the Author


1
“We should not be here.”
I craned my neck to look at my companion and current protector. I narrowed my eyes at the tight lines on Rian’s face. And just like the first ten times he’d said that, I ignored him.
With a sigh, I dropped my gaze back to the trailer park unit at the end of the row. I inhaled deeply. Different scents wafted to my nose, but I focused on the familiar cinnamon smell that filled me with a combination of dread and nostalgia.
These Fae enhancements were proving to be a nifty little perk. Rian told me I was barely accessing the surface of Fae abilities, but they were already overwhelming. I couldn’t imagine them getting more intense.
Talk about overload.
I clenched my hands, nails digging into my palm, and hopped on the balls of my feet. Nervous energy flowed through me, but I wasn’t sure if it was because I was juiced up with this new Fae-ness or because I was about to encounter my sister after years of not seeing her in person.
I’d undergone a lot of changes since then. It wasn’t the smoothness to my skin, or the way my black hair shimmered with a glossy sheen when light hit it. Nope, that was nothing compared to the massive internal shift I’d undergone. But then again, being betrayed, almost killed, and then infused with magic would change anyone.
Yet, all I wanted was to hug Annie.
In a blink of an eye, I was halfway to the trailer I’d been staring at, lost in thought. Biting back a curse at my newfound speed, I shook off Rian’s grip on my arm and ignored his warning glance. He never failed to make me feel like a scolded child. I deliberately rolled my eyes.
Speed, smell, and agility. I squeezed my lids shut, rubbing the base of my nose. Those three things were becoming a damn nuisance as they developed. Especially since I had no way of controlling them.
A teeny part of me was smug that I was almost as fast as Rian despite struggling to come to grips with my new reality. Soon, I’d be as strong as him… okay, well, maybe. At least I’d be strong enough to defend myself.
The memory of a fist shoving into my body like a knife slicing into butter made the hair on the back of my neck rise. I pushed the visual away and kicked the figurative door shut. I had no immediate plans to deal with the issues quickly piling up, especially since I was moments away from seeing Annie.
Smoothing my hand down my simple black t-shirt, I took a deep breath. Soft music filtered from one of the units, mumblings of a popular song I had heard on repeat before I’d been dragged into Faerie by the psycho wannabe Queen, Sabine. My nose wrinkled as it did anytime that wormy bitch filtered through my thoughts.
Not only had I been dragged into another world to be sacrificed—those crazy Fae had taken time from me. A week and a half in Faerie had translated to more than a month in the human world.
Queen Luz had saved my life by infusing me with the essence, and now I was some odd mix of Fae and human. Not fully one or the other since magic was still bound. It all sounded doom and gloom, but it was the reason I was alive. It changed me and, more importantly, healed me. I rubbed my stomach, remembering the pain of Sabine’s fist through my stomach. If it weren’t for Luz, I would be dead.
“I owe it to Annie to be here,” I mumbled detachedly.
It was the same line I’d been feeding him since I told him we would be making this detour. His apprehension at being here was no secret… No, he’d been annoyingly verbal about it. I knew Rian had my best interest at heart, but I itched to smack him.
There was so much wrong between me and Annie. The entire time I’d been in Faerie, I’d cursed myself for not calling her back as soon as I received her voicemail. She’d needed to know that she hadn’t been abandoned by me—again.
After the ordeal I’d been through, I understood how easily precious moments could be stolen from you. It put everything into perspective. There was so much I could have done to be in her life the last year. My drive to see her again was why I’d fought so hard to survive. I didn’t have a doubt in my mind that without her, I would have given in.
Rian shuffled and snapped me out of my musings. Rian was not a shuffler. I glanced up at his impassive face as he carefully observed every inch around us. I could tell his worry that Unnaturals would find us compounded with each second.
I rolled my eyes. Cue his rush to get us to Faerie. According to him, Fae were hated in the Unnatural world. So much so that other species had taken to torturing, killing, and overall hating on Fae. He’d struck the fear in me, but I wouldn’t give in, even though the influx of magic Luz had fed