Why in the world would she pick me?
“I don’t bite,” she says with a smile, wiggling her outstretched fingers. “Well, not unless you want me to.” She barks a laugh, and I swear the sunlight glistens off her fangs, but instead of feeling fear the way I probably should, I’m filled with a need to touch her. I want to follow her, wherever she might take me,consequences be damned, and if she bites me… Well, I might just be okay with that, too.
Reaching out, I take her hand and she laces her fingers with my own before instructing me to grab Aldric’s and for him to take Carvers. With all of us connected, she reaches out, opening the tiny door, and my jaw almost hits the forest floor.
Before our eyes, the door grows, going from hardly over three inches to being tall enough for even Aldric to fit—and he’s six feet tall.
“Maybe we’re all nuts,” Aldric murmurs to Carver. Emory’s laugh rings out around the otherwise quiet forest a second before she walks through the door, pulling us behind her into the swirling light a moment before everything goes black.
My eyes take a second to adjust, and my stomach rolls. I hear my brothers as they groan about the same things. Blinking slowly, I watch the world fall back into place around me.
We stand in a forest that’s much the same as the one we just left, but not.
I’m not sure how to explain it, but I know it’s different; it feels different… I feel different.
“Pixie!” Emory shouts, and I turn to my left, where she stands, dropping her hand, when I realize I’m still holding it.
“Surprise! I couldn’t just leave you to face her Majesty The Bitch alone!” Pixie says as she flies around our heads and…
It talks?!
“What the fuck is going on?” Carver asks, leaning forward to brace his hands on his knees, looking a bit green.
“Welcome to the Fae Realm!” Emory says with a smile, holding her arms wide, gesturing to the forest around us.
‘RUN!’
The word vibrates around my head loud and clear as if shouted, but not aloud. I’m not sure who said it, but I know I wasn’t the only one who heard it. Carver’s face is pinched as hesnaps upright and Aldric looks around as if trying to find the person the voice belongs to, but there’s nobody here.
Emory’s reaction lets me know all that I need to though, something’s wrong.
The smile that had just lit up her face is gone, and her eyes are hard with determination as she runs through possibilities. Her mind works so fast that I swear I can see the ideas as they pass through.
“Go, run.” Emory turns, pointing behind her. “That way. Go now!” she barks, not giving us a chance to ask questions. We do as she says, taking off in the direction she pointed.
What else are we to do? Honestly, we don’t know where we are, what’s coming or anything else. The only thing we know for sure is that Emory brought us here, and right now, we have to trust that she knows what she’s talking about.
It doesn’t take long before I realize she isn’t following. Turning on the spot, I stop, and my brothers do the same.
I open my mouth to ask where she is, but an ear-piercing scream cuts through the otherwise peaceful forest sounds before I can.
Emory…
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