Page 104 of A Luna's Dynasty
Grayson lingered a second, scanning the yard, always the guardian, before entering the house.
“I’ve been thinking,” Caden began, “that I need a fairy mate. Someone who’ll teach me all the secrets and show me how to see through walls and stuff. Maybe give me wings. Is there, like, a dating site for that?”
“Now we know why you’re obsessed with the tooth fairy.” Grayson chuckled.
“Ha,” Caden said, undeterred. “Actually, I always figured if the tooth fairy collected teeth, maybe she didn’t have any. And if that’s the case …” He shrugged with a smirk. “Could be a bonus.”
Lita rolled her eyes. “Ugh, males.”
Asher slid an arm around her and pulled her flush against his chest. “Hey now. We’re not all bad, right?”
She met his gaze, and in that instant, she heard his thoughts—loud, unfiltered, and extremely not safe for public consumption. It was so vivid that she snorted, burying her face in his shirt.
“Should I share with the class?” Asher batted his eyes, feigning innocence.
“Not unless you want to get arrested.” Her muffled voice sounded from his chest.
He chuckled, sheepish but unrepentant. “Sorry. Still not used to you hearing everything in my head. At least you’ll always know how I feel about you. Decent or not.”
Caden wiggled his eyebrows. “Careful, Lita. You’re dating the alpha. It’s a full-time job just keeping up with his … ego.”
“Don’t I know it.” She then turned to look at Grayson. “The pack is aware of this already, since news travels fast, but I wanted you to know that Felicia has returned.” Lita watched as his eyes darkened, a low growl rumbling in his chest. “She lost her wolf—”
“So she says.” Asher interrupted as his eyes met with Grayson’s. “We will keep an eye on her. I really hope she has had a change of heart, but—”
“It’s rare for people to change.” Grayson nodded.
“She hasn’t changed. I don’t trust her.” Caden shook his head. He had known Felicia his entire life, and she wasn’t a good person.
“She looked defeated. I really hope she can find comfort in her pack.”
“Maybe, but—” Asher began but stopped as a voice sounded in his mind.
Asher. Demons have been scented. North border.Garrett's voice was panicked. Lita tensed and looked up at Asher.
“What is it?” Grayson asked.
“Demons have been scented,” she whispered as Asher’s gaze met with Grayson’s.
Grayson’s eyes darkened as he looked back at the door. Demons dared to come this close to the princess?! If they were coming for his family, he would make them pay. His lips curled up as a growl left his chest. His protective instincts surged as he focused on his sole job. Protecting the fairy heir.
Lita opened her hand, a flame dancing in her hand. “I guess it’s time we find out if demons can burn.”
Chapter 63
“Lita, I won’t ask you not to fight, but please be careful.” Asher stared into her eyes, wishing he could lock her away and protecther. She might be capable, but he had experienced loss before. Losing her would kill him.
Before she could answer, the first scream ripped through the air.
It wasn't an animal cry, or the guttering howl of a wolf. It was a parent, somewhere out in the yard, screaming like her soul was being torn out. Instinct jerked Lita forward, but Asher caught her by the wrist, eyes already scanning for threats. Grayson stepped outside first, and then they followed.
Two women came stumbling through the woods, both clutching limp children in their arms. The little bodies hung slack, heads lolling. A third parent followed, wailing as she half-dragged, half-carried a boy who was completely unconscious.
Lita’s healer brain kicked in, overriding everything else. She broke from Asher and sprinted forward, nearly colliding with the first woman. The girl in her arms was pale as snow, lips tinged blue. Her breathing was thin and wet, chest barely moving.
"What happened?" Lita demanded, snatching the child and laying her across the ground. She checked for bite marks, puncture wounds, and bruises. Nothing.
The mother shook so badly she could hardly speak. "She just—she was playing—and then she went still. I—I don’t know what’s wrong—"
