Epilogue

I hate it when I have weird dreams.

We all collapsed into bed together and were asleep almost instantly. The comfort of an actual bed combined with the calm familiarity of the house, had us drifting off instantly.

But these dreams were fucking weird. I could have sworn some odd looking fae– maybe an elf– was carrying me through the woods. I was even tied up. I wouldn’t mind having a dream about being tied up with one of my men, but a strange and grumpy elf dude I have never seen before in my life?

Hard pass.

Then there was the restlessness.

I kept waking up and repositioning myself, which frustrated me even more. At first I kept waking up because one of the guys would shift and knock into me. Then I was chilled, but as soon as I started grumbling about that, I started feeling warm again and fell right back to sleep. And now, the fucking birds are singing in my ears far too loudly.

“Would you shut the fuck up!?”

Yes. I yelled at the birds.

No. I don’t feel guilty about it.

I know I slept all night, but I’m still so fucking tired. I have never felt so damn tired.

“I’m sorry, Miss.” The soft feminine voice sends my heart humping fast in my chest and I sit up quickly in the bed.

The soft white bed, in an equally delicate white room.

“Oh fuck. I died! Again ! Blake is going to kill me.”

A soft tinkling laughter fills the space and my hair stands on end. “You aren’t dead, Miss.”

A woman with a petite frame and wide eyes walks through an open doorway. She has pale skin, although it is mostly covered by a lovely plain charcoal colored dress. Her long strawberry blonde hair hangs straight, covering a little of the right side of her face, but is tucked back on the left. Showing off her predominantly pointed ear.

Elf.

A million questions hurtle through my mind at breakneck speed. I latch onto one and it flies from my mouth instantly.

“Where the fuck am I!?”

“Oh, right. You have been asleep for a few days, so I am sure you missed all of that. You are at the castle, Miss. Welcome to the fae realm.”

Ice cold floods my system and all of my thoughts vanish instantly.

“What the actual fuck?”

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