Page 151 of Of Sins and Sacrifice

Mine leans back and straightens his shoulders.

“What are your requirements for a groom for your granddaughter?”

The faery’s lips curl up.

“Handsome, of course,” she says as she continues to stare appreciatively at Mine. In turn, I glare at her. How dare she look like that at my male. Yes, he is handsome, but that is only for me to note.

“He must be strong and be able to protect her.” Her eyes linger on his muscles. I grab his arm and pull him closer, splaying my palm over his muscles so she can see they’re taken. They’re my muscles. Well, not mine, but I am the only female who can touch them.

The faery notes the possessiveness in my grip and she chuckles. Mine, on the other hand, like the good male he is, places his hand over mine and gives me a comforting pat. His eyes, too, are on me, even when the faery is speaking.

Good. Otherwise, we would have had words later on.

“He must also be faithful and loyal. He must not step out on my granddaughter.”

“There you have it, then. It cannot possibly be me,” Mine interjects. “I only have eyes for one female, and it’s this tiny one over here.”

I shoot him daggers with my eyes, though I am quite pleased with his statement.

“Hmm.” She clicks her tongue against her teeth. “Then we find ourselves in a bind, do we not?”

“I wouldn’t say so,” Mine continues. “I happen to have the perfect solution that would satisfy all your demands.”

“You do?” I blink in surprise.

He winks at me.

“I happen to know a male who is not only strong and handsome, but he is also currently unattached.”

“Who?”

“Your brother, of course.”

My mouth parts in shock.

“Molokai?”

He nods.

“But he would never agree to this,” I whisper. I don’t deny that he is a good choice. He also happens to have wronged me as of recently, so I wouldn’t mind handing him over to this faery’s granddaughter. That would serve him right. Especially since he has quite the distaste for faeries.

Well, Kai happens to have a distaste for all non-Aperite beings, but faeries are at the top of the list because when he was just a fledgling, he accidentally went to the faery realm and got lost. He doesn’t speak much of what happened there, but he’s always been vocal about his hate of their kind.

“He doesn’t have to agree.”

“I don’t follow.” I frown.

“The sigil. Whoever has his sigil can call on him, no?”

“Yes, but?—”

“Would you accept that? A sigil that can call on a powerful god at any time?”

The faery tilts her head to the side as she considers this.

“And who is this god you are talking about.”

“Mine. I’m not sure—” I pull on his sleeve, but it’s in vain as he continues.

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