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explain.” I can hear the urgency in my own voice. I need to make her understand. I need her to trust me. From the moment I saw her again, I knew the council had been correct. We were fated. You shouldn’t be surprised, dumbass. I knew it when I left, but for some reason, I let the distance talk me out of it. Now I feel the pull, the need to be near her, to touch her. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her all night, and I particularly enjoyed her reaction. She is still affected by me, even though she doesn’t want to be attracted to me. That’s just too damn bad.
    She seems to consider my words for a moment, and then decides to let me speak my piece and sits on the far side of the couch. I fight the instinct to haul her over next to me, knowing she needs time to process it all. Once it appears that she is calm and open to listening, Violet and Rhoslyn quietly move to the kitchen.
    “I need you to hear me out before you flip and hit me again, alright?” I see a slight lifting of one corner of her mouth, and want to breathe a small sigh that she has calmed enough to listen.
    “The things your father told you were true.” I put up my hand in a stop gesture when she opens her mouth to speak. I can see the mutinous expression creeping into her eyes. “You promised you’d listen.” She harrumphs, but doesn’t speak.
    “Your dad was trying to prepare you for today. The day when you would find out who and what you truly are. If you’d heard the stories, especially from him, he hoped it would be easier for you to accept it.” I can’t keep the sorrow from my voice, “Of course, he intended to be here for this.” I sidestep my emotion and continue on before she decides to stop listening.
    “We keep our realm a secret from the humans to preserve our way of life.” I look at her pointedly, “Humans are too volatile, too unpredictable. To be blunt, they cannot be trusted.” I repeat my last words, emphasizing their importance. “They cannot be trusted.” I don’t wait for her to respond before continuing. “Your comprehension of the Fae world was limited, and it’s too big of a risk to trust our secret to a child. So, we wait until you are marked to tell you the truth.”
    “While we are all protectors by nature and the Mie’Lorvor are our guards. We protect the Faeland, and those living in the human realm.” I can see the word register with her, the meaning somewhat clear. “You’re surprised that you know what it means, right?” She just nods. I’m not sure if I should be worried about her silence. Shaylee has issues sitting still for long periods of time, much less sitting and listening with patience. I’m wondering if there is an explosion on the horizon. But, I don’t have the time to dwell on it. “When you turned twenty-one, you were marked. Basically, all of your Fae genetics, for lack of a better term, wake up. The language will come to you; you won’t have to learn it. The magic will as well, but you’ll have to learn how to use it.” I stop and wait to see if she is following me. She is still calm, so I give her a chance to speak.
    Her brow furrows for a moment. “Marked? What does that mean?” she asks.
    “Mostly, it’s just the term we use to describe what happens when you turn twenty-one. You’re able to access your Fae magic and others are able to detect it.” She raises an eyebrow at me and I have to stifle a laugh at her show of attitude. There’s my Shaylee.
    “We’ll come back to others. For now, explain what you meant by ‘mostly’ a term.”
    “You do have a literal mark somewhere on your body.” I can’t help the wolfish grin that splits my face when I think of how fun it’s going to be finding that mark. I shift a little in my seat trying to relieve some of the pressure from my, suddenly, very snug pants. Shaylee gives me an annoyed look, clearly aware of where my mind has wandered. I just wink at her.
    “I don’t have a mark, Aden. You’ll just have to take