Read Faerie Godmother: Mythic Series, Book 1 for Free Online Page A

change the way he looked at her? Would he start asking her to do things for him? For his pack?
    She felt the first twinge of sadness, knowing with this knowledge came the beginning of the end of her brief, but truly happy time here.
    “Are you some kind of djinn or something? A goddess? A Faerie?”
    “I don’t know what I am,” she admitted.
    “But your parents, they must have told you something. Did they have powers like this?”
    “I don’t know that, either. I never met them.” Years and years of being alone, not really knowing anything about where she came from. But she didn’t tell him that. He was already looking at her in that overly protective way he had. She didn’t need to give him even more of a reason to feel like some kind of charity case.
    “Does anyone else know?”
    “No. Just you.”
    He blinked slowly, obviously realizing she had just shared with him something she had not shared with anyone else. “No one?”
    She shook her head. “You’re the first,” she said with a small smile. “I don’t advertise it. If people knew...” She let the sentence hang.
    “They’d never leave you alone,” Matt finished, wrapping his big hand around hers. “I don’t know what to say. I’m honored you would place that kind of trust and faith in me.”
    Ana remained quiet. Perhaps it was selfish of her, but if felt so good to finally share it with someone, even if it could only be for a little while.
    The hand-crafted wooden clock ticked with each passing second, sounding louder than it should have in the silence of the small kitchen. Outside, the gentle early morning breeze carried the sound of approaching voices, probably her first patients of the day. Ana took a chance and lifted her gaze to Matt’s. What she saw there was unexpected. Determination. Respect. Humility.
    “Your secret is safe with me, Ana. I won’t let anyone hurt you. Consider yourself under the protection of the pack.”
    He didn’t offer the words lightly. Over the past year, she had learned just how tight Were packs were. Even she knew they accepted no outsiders. She had been lucky enough to befriend them because of what she had done for Dani.
    “I’m not a Were.”
    He shrugged, as if the concern was irrelevant. “You could be.” He pinned his golden eyes on hers, a silent offer. As Alpha of the pack, she knew, he could turn her, make her one of them.
    Ana opened her mouth to say something, but no words came. “Just think about it, okay?” he said, squeezing her hand. “Until then, consider yourself an honorary member.”
    She nodded, taking a deep breath, feeling both relieved and scared to death at the same time.
    “Mind if I take this with me?” he said, pointing at the burger with a hungry smile. “It smells awesome. Not quite as good as you do, but...”
    The teasing twinkle was back in his eye, and Ana couldn’t help but smile. “Knock yourself out. I don’t even eat meat. I just keep it around for you guys.”
    Matt’s grin grew. “No wonder the adolescents love it here. You spoil them, Ana.”
    A genuine smile lit her features, reaching her eyes. “They’re good kids. And very helpful.”
    “Don’t let them hear you say that. They’ll never leave.”
    Ana laughed, releasing some of the tension. Now she just felt drained. Matt bent down and gave her an affectionate kiss on the cheek at the sound of the outer door opening. “We’ll talk more about this later, but be careful, Ana.”
    “I’m always careful.” But sometimes things happened anyway.
    He cast her a doubtful look and slipped something into her hand.
    “What’s this?” she asked, looking at the thin metallic cylinder on a silver chain.
    “A special whistle, pitched at the right frequency for Weres. Keep it with you at all times. You blow that at the first sign of trouble and you’ll have the pack at your doorstep in a heartbeat, hear me?”
    “Thanks, Matt,” she said, looping the whistle over her head and tucking it into her scrub