On the Prowl

grasp that truth.”
    “But she sent you. She sent you anyway.”
    “She’s queen.” His smile turned gentle, as if Kai had said something mildly foolish. “And she’s immortal. A few hundred years isn’t long to her. She’d expect me to understand and accept the necessity, and she’d be right. Ilké couldn’t be allowed to live. With death magic empowering him and none here able to oppose him, he could have done terrible harm to your world. And those in the thirteen realms needed to know he’d be found and punished.”
    “How would they know? You didn’t find him until years after the Earth was closed to them.”
    His eyebrows lifted. “The Winter Queen announced she’d set her hound on his trail. Those of Faerie wouldn’t need to be present at the kill to know it happened.”
    A touch of arrogance there. No, more than a touch. “Are you unstoppable, then?”
    “Short of death, yes, and hellhounds are difficult to kill. There are few who can manage it.”
    “A part-sidhe mage pumped up on death magic wouldn’t be one of those few.”
    His gray eyes warmed with amusement. “As you see, he was not.”
    “Good point.” To her surprise, a yawn overtook her. “Wow. Didn’t think I could relax enough to be sleepy, but I am. I don’t suppose you’ve got a toothbrush in one of those sacks?”
    “Of course.” He stretched out a hand and retrieved one of the grocery bags. “Breakfast is in the other bag—fruit, bread, and peanut butter. I didn’t get anything for coffee or tea, I’m afraid.”
    “I’ll tough it out.” She dug through the sack he’d handed her. Soap, a washcloth and towel, sunscreen, paper plates and cups, deodorant, tampons—tampons! Her usual brand, too, which she assumed he’d seen in her bathroom at some point. She shook her head, smiling. She didn’t need them at the moment, but if she was as punctual as usual, she’d want them in another two days.
    How many men would have even thought of tampons?
    There was also antibacterial ointment, toothbrushes, toothpaste, contact lens solution, and a roll of toilet paper. She took it out, frowning. “With that water you brought I can brush my teeth over the sink in the kitchen, but I’m not using this bathroom.”
    “You’ll want to go outside. I need to set the wards to let you pass anyway, so we’ll do that. But first I need to check the area.” He stood.
    The wards.
    While Nathan scouted around outside, Kai thought about those mysterious wards. Once he’d determined that the area was safe, he had her stand in the doorway with her hands outstretched while he loped around the house again. That was to somehow mix her energy with his so she could pass through his wards.
    When he was done she went out and took care of necessities in the concealing darkness. She came back in and brushed her teeth and washed her face in the kitchen using the bottled water as sparingly as she could—with a tiny bubble of mage light posted to her shoulder. And she thought about Nathan.
    To protect her, he’d tossed aside everything. From what she could tell, he hadn’t felt an instant of doubt or regret for that decision. She knew the colors of those emotions, the way they muddied thoughts. Nathan’s colors remained as clear and true as ever.
    The hunt, he’d said, was part of him the way her hands were part of her. She suspected he needed the kill at its end, too, at least sometimes. He’d learned to do without that, but when he spoke of a true hunt, he meant to the death.
    He was a killer.
    He was the most honest person she’d ever met. He was rare, kind, practical, sometimes too serious, and…and innocent. It was an odd word to use for someone hundreds of years old and experienced in ways she couldn’t even guess at, but it fit. There was no taint to Nathan.
    He’d bought her tampons. Somehow that summed everything up for her.
    When Kai finished washing and brushing and went back to the living room, he’d unrolled the sleeping bags. They lay primly side by side in the middle of the room. She paused. “I smell smoke.”
    “I disposed of the papers and such from supper. Best not to tempt the mice.”
    She couldn’t agree more. Kai walked up to him and put her hand on his chest. His heart beat slow and steady, but his eyebrows lifted in surprise and his colors warmed. He looked at her, waiting.
    “You should have put our sleeping bags together.”
    “I don’t expect to sleep. Are you cold? I can warm the air in here, but it