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walking the gardens that seemed to be in a perpetual spring bloom. All around us was a cornucopia of beauty. Every color and kind of plant imaginable, it made me wish I knew more about gardening, just so I would be able to appreciate it that much more. The path we took now trailed snake like making hidden corners and blinds. Trellises held up climbing jasmine plants and their sweet scent filled the air.
    “Dia would like it here,” I said absently while trailing my finger over the silky petal of a white rose. “It’s like something from a fairy tale. No pun intended,” I said absently to Robin.
    “Noted,” an amused voice rumbled deep and pure. That was not the Puck’s sarcastic lilt. Both Robin and I stopped in our tracks to take in the male standing in a recess of honeysuckle watching us with both benevolent amusement and deadly intent.
    My hackles rose as I watched the stranger. This was no random happenstance. It only took a fraction of a moment for me to take in the scene. Robin stock still, not moving a single muscle, and the tall elegant man before us.
    He was closer to my height but again a slightly slimmer build. He had more of an athlete’s body than a heavily muscled one. His hair, a surfer blonde but cut short and spiked on his head. Piercing blue eyes set in a classic chiseled face. A strong square jaw but lips there were almost female in the way they were bow shaped. His skin glowed with a golden light and his presence radiated out toward us. How we had not sensed him beforehand, I had no idea.
    “Because, I did not wish you to,” his voice intoned.
    I began to curse. “Damn it, now I know you fucks can read minds. You fucking faeries have no sense of privacy. I swear I’m going to rip the lot of you a new one,” I was cut off when Robin elbowed me so hard in the stomach it took me to my knees.
    Gasping for breath and trying not to throw up from the force of the surprise blow, I watched as Robin bowed deeply before the male. He looked little more than a boy. Perhaps in his early twenties but with gods be damned faeries you could never tell.
    “My Liege,” Robin had nothing but respect in his voice when he spoke to the male. “Forgive my mate’s ignorance, he is new here and has no idea of the insult he gives. I beg for forgiveness, Sire.”
    Oh shit, tell me I did not lose my temper on the king of the Fae. A quick glance at Robin and the strain was clear on his face as well as the slightest trembling of his lips. Oh fuck me sideways, had I just made Dia a widow twice over?
    Masculine laughter filled the air and I could scent Robin’s unease. “Arise, my Puck, and be at ease. You have been gone overly long and I fear there is much to tell me.” The king turned to me and grabbed my hand pulling me to my feet.
    “Welcome, Kale of the wolf clan. You are a king in your own right if a mortal one in his beginnings. As for your accusations, yes, I do have the ability to read minds and yes, it is rude and invasive.” He tilted his blonde head as if he were listening to something. “However, in my position it is a necessary evil as it makes it harder for those wanting to kill me with their betrayals.
    "There are more threats in my own court to me than without. Only my Puck has been ever loyal,” he sighed. “However, it seems that loyalty has shifted."
    There was no blame in his tone just a statement of truth.
    “My Lord, I am forever faithful to you. This has never and will never change,” Robin began. The king held up his hand and Robin fell silent.
    Damn, wish I could do that, I mused.
    A slight tilt to the lips was the only indication the king showed that he had heard those thoughts. “My Puck, show me your arm.”
    Slowly, Puck raised his left arm and let the sleeve fall back. The intricate patterns of his mate bond with Dia were dark against his pale golden skin.
    “As loyal as you are, my dear Puck, this is a deeper bond. I have not seen it in countless years. I am not disappointed. If