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Mists of Velvet

Mists of Velvet

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Autoren: Sophie Renwick
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with his finger. “You wouldn’t have bitten Cailleach, would you?”
    She snapped at him and laughed. “Careful, or I’ll bite you.”
    He pulled her close and hugged her. “Biting, no. But a little nip here and there I’m game for.”
    “Come,” she whispered as she traced the wolf head on his torc. “I’m eager to see if the big brawny highlander can keep up with the wolf.”
    “The big brawny highlander has a few moves he hasn’t shown you yet.”

    The moon was still high in the sky as Rhys made his way through the castle and out into the night. The Sidhe king’s court edged the forest, and Bronwnn, already in wolf form, darted into the trees. She scented the forest floor, then lifted her head into the night, sniffing the air.
    Annwyn was calm and quiet. Nothing surrounded them but the smell of the trees and the passion they had shared.
    Behind her, she heard the slight rustle of leaves, mixed with the dry pine needles that had fallen to the ground. The sound was too light, too elegant, and too rhythmic for it to be Rhys. It was the adder.
    Blood rushed to her extremities, and a jolt of adrenaline infused her. Lunging deeper into the forest, she ran, padding softly along the floor, jumping over logs and twigs as silently as a doe. And all the while behind her, the adder slithered, leading Rhys to the sacred waters—and to her.
    The thrill of the hunt warmed her, and soon she felt her blood burning hot, her lungs heavy in her chest, until she found the clearing, and the moon that reflected on the water.
    She was about to break out of the foliage, triumph singing in her veins, when she was tackled to the ground and held in a pair of strong arms.
    “Got you, my bonny lass.”
    Bronwnn swiftly changed into her woman’s form and tangled her arms and legs with Rhys’. She was breathing heavily, and he was barely winded.
    “How did you beat me? The adder was behind me the whole time.”
    “Highlander,” he said with a leer. “We can sniff out a trysting place from miles away.”
    She smiled and ran her hand through his dark hair. His violet Sidhe eyes seemed to glow amethyst in the night. Perhaps it was only her romantic imagining, or a trick of the moon, but she swore she could feel some sort of magick in him, if in nothing but his beautiful eyes and the way they looked at her.
    “You’re a cunning warrior, Rhys MacDonald. Any woman would be pleased to have you fight for her.”
    He pulled away and helped her up. Reaching for her hand, he strolled to the reflecting pool and sat down on the grassy bank. He was about to put his feet in the water, when she stopped him.
    “Don’t. You’ll disturb the nymphs.”
    “Nymphs?”
    She didn’t like the way he cocked his eyebrow as if he were intrigued by the notion of naked sea women who lusted for men. The last thing she wanted was for Rhys to be accosted by a pack of nymphs. They were sexually promiscuous beings, bent on seducing any male. Their numbers had been dwindling for centuries, their men dying of a mysterious water illness, leaving the women unable to procreate. The nymphs were desperate for sex—and children. Rhys would make a delightful specimen for their amusement.
    “Are they beautiful?” he asked, teasing her.
    “Not as beautiful as a goddess,” she said haughtily as she sat down beside him in the grass. She noticed the adder was curled around his bicep.
    “As sex obsessed as the fairy tales claim they are?”
    She narrowed her gaze. “Are you testing me?”
    He laughed, caught her face in his hands, and kissed her. “Never, my love.”
    She huffed and glanced away. “Very well. Nymphs are stunning creatures and sexually bold. They come into . . . heat”—she blushed, not knowing what other word to use—“at every full moon. They’re insatiable.”
    “Then I shouldn’t put my feet in the water, should I? Because I already have an insatiable goddess, and I’m a poor mortal caught under her spell.”
    She slapped him, and he laughed before cuddling her closer. “It is gorgeous here. I love the water. The house that the Cave of Cruachan lies beneath was built by Daegan. He built it on the edge of a lake. It’s beautiful. I like to lie awake at night and hear the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks.”
    She sensed the peace that stole over him as he spoke. “I would like to lie there with you.”
    He glanced at her, touching the ends of her hair before letting them slip back against her neck. “Then you

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