CHAPTER FIVE
I opened my door to find a constable and, behind him, a concerned looking-Gabriel and annoyed Selene.
"Can I help you?" I'd pulled a robe around me but felt exposed. The chill of the late winter air blasted away the remainder of my morning grogginess. It had been a late night with the phone call and then my attempts to research what in Hades the creature in my house could have been. And, tangentially, what a scientist in the United States could want with an exiled Fae princess. Not that he knew I was exiled, but still…
"You're Ms. River?" the constable asked. He was a young one. Which, for me, meant anyone less than a hundred, but this one looked like he'd just graduated from constable school.
"Yes, that's me." I didn't require coffee like humans, but I did enjoy a good cu
