My Beast

10.

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, Elizabeth felt a mix of excitement and apprehension about the upcoming fae party. Kieran's demeanor shifted as the evening approached, a more serious intensity settling in his gaze.

"Listen," Kieran began, his tone low and steady, "this isn't just any party. It's a gathering of power players from the Sun Court. They're no match for me, but since you're human they would use you against me. That can spell trouble for both of us."

Elizabeth nodded, her heart racing. "I understand. I'll stay behind you and follow your lead"

Kieran leaned in closer, his eyes darkening with intensity. "You need to trust me, Elizabeth. I won't let anything happen to you, but you have to follow my lead. If I give a command, you obey without question."

She swallowed hard, the weight of his words sinking in. Seeing Kieran's usual cold demeanor again made her heart race, and she could see the flicker of the beast lurking just beneath the surface. "I promise," she said, her voice steady despite the flutter in her chest.

"Good," he replied, his expression softening slightly as he noticed her resolve. "You have a strength in you I admire. But remember, you're stepping into a den of snakes. They won't hesitate to use your vulnerabilities against you. This isn't your world Elizabeth."

"So you're caring for me now. " She looked on with a questioning look

" No, I'm telling you to obey my every command." He took a step closer, drawing in Elizabeth's gaze. Startled she says, "You think I can't handle it?" Elizabeth challenged, a spark of defiance igniting within her.

Kieran's gaze held hers, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "I think you can handle more than you know. But I also know how dangerous it can get. Just promise me you won't let your emotions cloud your judgment."

"My emotions? I should be saying that to you mister"

"I don't have emotions. Don't be an ass"

"You don't have emotions yet. Spread some positivity around here"

Kieran rolls his eyes

"But I promise," she said, her determination solidifying as she met his intense gaze.

The two of them prepared in silence, the air thick with unspoken tension. Kieran dressed in dark attire that accentuated his formidable presence, the fabric clinging to his athletic frame. He looked every bit the intimidating figure he was, and Elizabeth felt a thrill of anticipation mixed with fear.

As they stepped outside, the evening chill wrapped around them, and Kieran turned to her, his expression serious. "Stay close to me. If anything feels off, we leave. No questions asked."

"Understood," she replied, matching his seriousness with her own.

They made their way through the forest, the path illuminated by the soft glow of faerie lights that twinkled like stars. Kieran led the way, his posture radiating confidence and authority. Elizabeth could feel the change in the air as they approached the heart of the fae party-a grand clearing bathed in ethereal light, filled with laughter and music.

Kieran paused at the edge of the gathering, his eyes scanning the crowd. "This is it," he whispered. "Stay alert."

As they entered, the atmosphere shifted. Fae of all shapes and sizes danced and mingled, their laughter ringing like chimes in the night. But Elizabeth could sense an undercurrent of tension, and Kieran's presence seemed to amplify it. Whispers followed them as they moved deeper into the crowd, eyes darting in their direction.