Page 3 of Protected By the Elf Prince

“Who are you?” Ruth questioned.

Shit.

Could I lie and pretend Coms was a blood brother?

But before I could, Monkey said, “Coms is my half brother.”

Landon’s eyes widened, and he thinned his lips.

It was a bold-faced lie, but could it work?

Ruth’s gaze lightened with humor. “One thing you should know about shifters. We can scent a lie.”

Fuck.

Monkey went to say something, but Ruth held up her hand. “Just don’t do it around anyone other than the people here. Coms, you assisted in this night?”

“Yeah,” he replied.

“We’ll see the outcome of Landon’s choice for the three of you and organize a date in the future for the decision.”

Holy shit. She was giving them a chance, but it all depended on Monkey’s dad, who was back to staring up at the tall elf.

“Pops, don’t make a choice just because of us either. You need to be certain,” Monkey told him.

“Agreed,” Coms said.

Landon nodded.

“I would like for us to get to know each other,” Dashiel offered.

Another blush rose in Landon’s cheeks. He cleared his throat. “Ah… yeah. Yes. I guess we could do that.”

Dashiel looked thrilled.

CHAPTER ONE

Landon

I didn’t sleep. At least I think I didn’t. Sure, I’d turned off the light and closed my eyes to lie there like a normal person as I tried to convince my mind that everything was fine. That I hadn’t just watched a room full of people casually confirm that monsters—no, creatures—were real.

That my son had fought at their side so the ones fated to them were kept safe.

Fated like they were a married couple. Magically tied together once they accepted the bond.

Then that man—an elf—had dropped to his knees in front of me like I was something sacred and called me his beloved in such a way that made me think he’d been searching for me for years.

So yeah, there was no sleeping after that.

Every time I drifted even close, I saw him again.

How dark his hair was, how too-perfect his face was, and those eyes.

Jesus, those eyes.

They’d been focused solely on me with such intensity. Like nothing else around us had existed.

Like I was what mattered most.