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Copyright 2018 Ginger Elinburg

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, are coincidental.


Wicked Welcome (Book 1)

Beyond Wicked (Book 2)

Wicked: Family Ties (Book 3)

Pantar (Book 4)

Damien: The Guardian (Book 5)

Dimitri: Deadly Obsession (Book 6)

Donovan: Unleashed (Book 7)


Hunted by Death

Always Girl

Sharp Edges

Whispered Deceit

Killian's Pass


Hunted by Death II


Thanks to everyone who helped me by answering my questions on social media.

To Paige, Lisha, and Brendalee – Thanks for reading the very rough draft for me and telling how to improve the storyline.

Thank you, Keelie, for agreeing to let me to name one of my characters after you.

As ever, for my girls - Amber, Tiffani, and Paige.

† One †

The sound of footsteps echoing close behind her caused Simone’s heartbeat to quicken. Walking a little faster, she glanced over her shoulder to see who might be following her. Her steps faltered when she didn’t see anyone behind her. Coming to a stop, she held her breath and listened to the sounds around her. Taking a deep breath, she willed her heart rate to slow.

“Get it together girl, you’re just freaked out because it’s after three in the morning and you’re out here all alone in the dark.” Laughing to herself and shaking her head, Simone started walking again.

She had not taken ten steps when she heard the sound of male laughter behind her.

“Une telle beaute’.” The deep husky voice sounded like it was right in her ear.

Screaming, she started running down the street toward the only house with lights shining through the windows. The laughter grew louder, and she braced herself, expecting to be tackled from behind.

Her screams grew, echoing through the night as she ran up to the house and banged on the front door. “HELP ME!! PLEASE!!”

Just as the porch light came on, Simone was suddenly airborne. Her screams died in her throat as a hand wrapped around her neck forcing her head back. “Shhhh, Mon Petit. No one can help you now.”

As the world started spinning around her, Simone looked up into eyes the color of snow. “Please….” Her words came out a whisper.

Smiling he lowered his face towards hers. “Please what? Let you go? You may not want me to do that just yet. Look around you.”

As his hold eased on her throat, Simone looked around and realized the world was still spinning and all she could see was the tops of trees as she slowly spun in a circle. Her eyes widened with fear and she screamed once more before the world went black.

Staring down at the woman, who hung limp in his arms, Nathan could not help but admire her beauty. Her skin was pale in contrast to her long jet-black hair. Her nose was straight and tiny with just the slightest upturn at the tip. Her high cheekbones had a reddish tint to them and he wondered if she was wearing makeup. Holding her tight with one arm around her waist, Nathan lightly brushed his thumb over her full red lips. So, she isn’t wearing makeup.

Lifting her closer to his body, he drifted back to the ground and laid her on the grass. Brushing her bangs from her face, he let his eyes travel over her features once more.

Her hair was the first thing that caught his attention when he spotted her in the club a few hours ago. She wore it pulled back in a thick half braid that hung past her voluptuous hips, which were covered in tight black jeans. As his eyes followed her curves back up to her face, his body stiffened when their eyes met for the briefest of seconds. Even in the dim light, he could see that her eyes were a bright blazing blue and he feared she could sense all his hidden secrets.

Turning away, he pushed through the crowd of dancing people as he made his way to the exit. Stepping outside, he quickly made his way to the dark alley across the street. Pressing his back against the brick wall, Nathan stood in the shadows and watched the club door, waiting for her to leave.

When she finally emerged, three hours later clinging to the arm of the drummer from the band, Nathan felt his temper rise. “MINE.” The word was a low growl spoken through clenched teeth and he watched through narrowed eyes as they walked over to a tiny red sports car. Standing on tiptoe, she kissed the drummer on the cheek and stepped back as he opened the driver’s door and slid in behind the wheel. Nathan waited for her to get in on the other side but when she stepped up onto the sidewalk she turned and waved as the car pulled out into the street. He was about to step out and follow her when the car made a U-turn.

Pulling up to the curb the driver stepped out. “Before I forget, mom told me to tell you she expects you to be at dinner Sunday. No more excuses, Simone.”

Nathan heard her sigh of frustration. “Fine, Jon. Tell mom I’ll be there at seven.”

“Six o’clock and no later, little sister. Mom has been wanting to see you for weeks now.”

Shaking her head Simone started walking away. “She knows where I live and she’s always welcome to stop by.”

“Just be there okay?”

“Whatever. Love you.”

“Love you too brat!” Laughing, Jon got back into the car and sped off down the street.

Nathan laughed and wondered what big brother thought of the farewell salute Simone was giving him.

“Simone.” The name rolled off his tongue as a sigh. Watching her, he waited until she was a block away before stepping out of the alley and following her.

Looking at her now, as she lay before him, Nathan wanted nothing more than to lean over and taste her lips. He wanted to unbraid her hair to see if it was as soft as it looked.

The feelings he got when he looked at her were ones he never expected to feel for any woman. He knew the legends all spoke of a life mate for each male, but he never expected to find the one meant for him.

“Maybe she’s not really the one.”

He didn’t jump when the voice whispered in his ear. He knew, eventually, Clair would make an appearance.

“But she is the one. I can feel it in my gut.” Reaching forward, Nathan ran his hand down the side of Simone’s face, smiling as she mumbled and turned into his touch. “See how even in sleep she yearns for my touch?”

“She’s unconscious, love. She has no clue who’s touching her and, truth be told, chances are if she knew who was touching her face, she’d probably run screaming into the night.” Crossing her arms over her full breast, Clair sat down cross-legged on Nathans shoulder and waited for him to finish drooling over his new toy.

Shaking his head in frustration, Nathan looked around for Simone’s handbag. Pulling out her wallet, he flipped it open and searched for any form of i.d. with her home address on it. After repeating the address to Clair twice, Nathan scooped Simone up and, after scanning the area to make sure they were still alone, took to the sky once more.

Within minutes, he was standing on a third-floor balcony of her house. Looking at Clair, still perched on his shoulder, he inclined his head toward the glass french doors.

Rolling her eyes, Clair leapt from his shoulder, forming herself into a white mist, and disappeared through the keyhole in the door.

Jerking back, Nathan barely missed being hit in the face as both doors flew open toward him. Stepping into the house, he saw that the doors led directly into a bedroom. A giant four-poster bed stood in the middle of the room, draped in so much pink silk Nathan began to doubt if Simon was his life mate.

Who the hell could sleep surrounded by so much pink?

It was a little painful to look at because it was so bright. Wanting to get out of the room as quickly as possible, Nathan walked over to the bed and leaned down, gently laying Simone on top of the covers. Just as her head touched the pillow, he found himself engulfed in shadow. Easing away from the bed, he glanced around the room to see what had caused Clair to cast a shadow spell. As his eyes touched on the bed once more, he saw a small girl sit up next to Simone and look toward him. Looking at her was like looking at a living doll. Her hair was so blonde it was almost white, and her long dark lashes surrounded her big green eyes.

“She’s so pretty, Nat. Look at her little face, she’s just….” Clair wanted to go over to the little girl to get a better look at her. “Do you think she’s Simone’s baby, Nat?”

The child’s beauty stunned Nathan. She almost seemed otherworldly in her beauty. And the fact that she was looking right at them made him wonder if she could see them through Clair’s shadow spell.

“Clair? Can she see us, do you think?”

“Impossible! She’d have to be one of us to see beyond my spell.”

Getting up on her knees, the little girl crawled to the edge of the bed, careful not to touch Simone. “Hi, my name is Lily, what’s yours?”

Startled, Nathan took a few quick steps back. “She can see us, Clair! Are you sure you did the spell right?”

Without thinking, Clair pinched Nathen on the neck. “Of course, I did the spell right! I always get my spells right. IT’S WHAT I DO!”

The sound of the little girls’ giggles drew their attention back across the room. “You’re a funny fairy bug. Do you have an imaginary friend too?”

Nathan winced as Clair stomped her foot. “That child just called me a bug! I am not a bug! Do I look like a bug to you? Well? Do I?”

Looking from the girl to Clair, Nathan turned back toward the balcony. “Ghost.”

“I mean, I can be a bug if I wanted to, but I think bugs are gross. Why would she call me…? Wait, what?”

“Ghost, Clair. She cannot see me, but she can see you and apparently hear you too. Maybe if you stop blabbing and ghost she’ll think she’s still asleep and dreaming.”

“Blabbing! How dare you say I’m…”


Nathan did not miss the hurt look that fell over Clair’s face before she vanished.

“Shit, now what?”

With one last look at Simone, he turned and stepped out onto the balcony.

“Fairy bug, where’d you go? Fairy?”

Glancing over his shoulder at Lily, Nathan willed her back to sleep.

Rubbing her eyes with her tiny fists, she yawned and crawled back up to her pillow. Leaning over, she placed a kiss on Simone’s cheek before curling against her side and closing her eyes.

Sadness filled his soul as he looked toward the sky. The moon was full this night, just as the prophecy had predicted it would be when he found his life mate. But Simone could never be his life mate now. She had a child and his life mate must be pure, untouched by man, mortal or immortal.

Feeling as if his heart were being ripped from his chest, Nathan shifted form and soared through the night sky toward home.

“Wake up, wake up! Lily is hungry. Wake uuuuuuuuup!”

Simone groaned, pulling the covers over her head. “Just five more minutes, Lily Pad.”

“But Lily’s hungry noooooow.”

Simone tried not to throw up as her body rocked back and forth, keeping rhythm with Lily’s jumping. “Okay, I’ll get up. Just, please, stop jumping on the bed.”

When the bed stopped rocking, Simone slowly pulled the covers back and burst out laughing at the pouty look on Lily’s face. “You know if you keep your little lip poked out like that, it’s libel to be stepped on by a fairy.”

Sucking her lip back in, Lily shook her head. “Nuh uh. Fairies are too big to step on my lip.”

“Oh really? And how do you know that my little Lily Pad?”

“Because… I saw one last night. She was this big.” Holding her hands apart, Lily showed Simone how big the fairy was.

Smothering a laugh, Simone made her face look serious. “That is a big fairy. Almost as big as you even. Are you sure she was that big?”

Scratching her head, Lily looked toward the balcony thoughtfully. “Weeeeeeell, she maybe was a little smaller.” This time she held her hands about two inches apart.

“Where did you see this fairy? Was she in your dreams?”

Lily shook her head hard, as her face grew serious. “Nuh uh… she was floating right over there.”

Simone looked toward the balcony’s closed doors. “Yeah? Did she tell you her name or why she was here?”

Scooting to the edge of the bed, Lily slid down to the floor and walked over to look out the balcony doors. “I think I made her mad.”

Simone got out of bed and walked over to where Lily was standing with her face pressed up against the door window. “Lily, honey, you know it was just a dream, right? Fairies... well… they don’t come into people’s houses.”

Simone’s chest ached when Lily looked up at her with tear filled eyes. “Bu, she was real, Aunt Sim. I saw here right over there. I made her mad and she disappeared.”

Squatting down, Simone wiped the tears from Lily’s cheeks. “Why do you think you made her mad?”

Scrunching up her nose, Lily looked at her toes. “I called her a fairy bug. She didn’t like that very much.”

“I tell you what, the next time she visits, you can apologize for hurting her feelings, okay?”

Smiling, Lily nodded and clasped her hands together at her chest. “Maybe she’ll come back tonight?”

Shrugging, Simone returned Lily’s smile and tapped her lightly on the nose. “Maybe she will.”

Simone could not bring herself to shatter Lily’s belief that she saw a fairy. If she wants to believe she talked to a fairy then, damn it, I will let her believe it and smack anyone who tells her different.

Gathering Lily up into her arms, she stood up and started out of the room. “Nikki! Wake up!”

Lily covered her ears and giggled as Simone banged on the closed door when they walked past.

Simone smiled when she heard something hit the door from the other side. “Guess who’s awake?”

Reaching the top of the stairs, she put Lily down and held onto her hand as they walked down to the kitchen.

Once she had Lily in her booster seat, Simone started gathering things from the fridge to start breakfast. “How do you want your eggs today, Lily Pad?”

Lily had her chin propped in her hands. “Ummm, my tummy says squished together.”

“Scrambled it is then. Do you want bacon and toast too?”

Her tousled hair bounced as she nodded vigorously. “Yes, please.”

Walking into the kitchen, Nicoletta leaned down and kissed Lily’s cheek. “Morning squirt. Did you sleep well?”

Wiping her cheek, she looked at Nicoletta through squinted eyes. “Yes, mama. Aunt Sim slept in my bed last night.”

Getting a cup down from the cabinet, Simone filled it with coffee and added a splash of Vanilla Carmel Creamer to it. “I don’t even remember getting home last night much less going into her room.” Simone tried to keep her words a mumbled whisper so as not to upset Lily.

“I’ve never known you to drink so much that you wouldn’t remember coming home. Do you think one of your drinks may have been laced?” Getting her own cup down, Nicoletta poured herself a cup of coffee and leaned against the counter as she took a sip.

“That’s just it, Nikki, I only drank one soda and I never even sat it down. The last thing I remember was walking away from the club and….”

Her words trailed off as scenes from last night played through her head. She saw herself laughing with Jon before he drove away, she could remember the leaves blowing across the sidewalk, but that is where her memory stops.

Shaking her head slowly, she looked at Nikki with a worried expression. “How can I not remember coming home?”

“The fairy did it.”

Both women looked toward the table where Lily sat playing with her spoon.

“Why would you say that, sweetie?” Simone finished fixing Lily’s plate and carried it over to the table.

Rolling her eyes, she let out an exaggerated sigh. “Because she’s a fairy and that’s what they do to big people.”

Simone’s lips twitched as she looked at her sister and tried not to laugh. “Case solved, Nikki. Lily Pads fairy friend doesn’t want me remembering last night.”

Lily nodded her head in agreement, as she filled her mouth full of bacon.

Fixing her own plate, Simone sat down at the table beside Lily. “Don’t eat so much at one-time baby, it’s not safe.”

“Sorry, Aunt Sim.” Putting a few pieces of egg on her spoon, she looked at Simone for approval before putting it into her mouth.

“So, what do you think really happened?” Nikki pulled out a chair and sat down at the table.

Shrugging her shoulders, Simone swallowed before answering. “I don’t know, but I’m hoping I will remember later. It’s kind of creepy, not knowing what I did once I left the club.”

“Do you think you were...?”

Simone was shaking her head before Nikki could even finish the question. “No way. I would know if that had happened even if I can’t remember.”

Nikki looked at her doubtfully. “How can you be so sure?”

Looking at Lily to make sure she was not paying attention, Simone leaned across the table and whispered into Nikki’s ear. “Because I am still a virgin, that’s how.”

Nikki sat back, eyes wide with disbelief. “Seriously? But… you were engaged to be married. How can you still be, well, you know?”

“It’s simple. I choose to be pure for my future husband, if I ever find the right man.”

“So, you and Derek never, at all?”

Smiling, Simone shook her head. “Nope and that’s why we broke up. He thought, after dating me for two years and asking me to marry him, he was entitled to a little fun. When I refused and told him I was not “playing” until we got married, he laughed in my face and I never heard from him again.”

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