Pegasus Boyfriend: Marlivaur #2 (special preview)

“I get you for a whole week?” Shae squeezes me tight and kisses me again. “I’m so excited! I wish you had warned me! I would have planned my week accordingly.” He kisses my neck again. “I’m not letting you go, at all!”

“Good,” I chuckle. “I can’t be trusted on my own.”

Shae brushes his fingers through my hair then trails his fingers along my jaw. He then rests his head on my chest. “I’m so tired,” he murmurs. “I haven’t slept well at all as of late.”

I rub my hand up and down his back. “Have your nightmares gotten worse?”

Shae shrugs and wraps his hands around my waist. “Not worse,” his voice sounds exhausted. “They’ve never changed. I just miss you along with them.” He looks up at me, his eyes are tired and sad, even a little scared. “It somehow makes things worse.”

I kiss his forehead. “How about we go lay down for a nap then?”

He shakes his head. “I can’t. I’m teaching a class today to some of the younger members.” He helps me pick the tools back up again. “They’re centaurs who were rescued from trafficking. They’re lucky,” he whispers. “One of the youngest is only eight.”

I frown and kiss Shae’s cheek. “What you’re doing for these kids is remarkable.”

Shae’s smile is sad as he looks at me. “Would you like to help me? A big strapping guy like you is a comfort to me and Clotaire, imagine what you’ll be to these kids.” He rubs the stump of my arm. “They’ll see this and know you were hurt too.”

I kiss his cheek. “I’d love to help. What’re we doing?”

“I’m teaching the kids just a few simple things, but I promised them we’d be making birdhouses today.” He puts a bag over my back and fills the pockets with supplies.

We go out to the pavillion in the field where a couple of centaurs are watching over a group of young kids. They all look small and thin, some still have terrified looks in their eyes. The smallest one is a little gray mare with pink ribbons in her braid. She’s clutching tightly to a small ragdoll.

“Hello, everyone,” Shae sings as he walks over to them. He kneels down, getting at their level. The little gray mare rushes to him and snuggles up beside him while he pets her hair. “I’m glad to see all of you came today. I’m proud of you.” His voice is so gentle and calming. “I brought a friend with me this week.” He extends his hand out to me. “This is Marlivaur. He’s a pegasus. He’s also a knight, so if you’re scared, he’s going to take care of us.”

I kneel down like Shae did and a couple of the kids come over to me. They ask me questions about my wings and what being a knight is like. I stretch out my wings and the kids have fun huddling under them while I close my wings around them. I have fun, and hearing them all giggle and squeal warms my heart deeply. 

“Are we done playing with Marlivaur?” Shae asks. He’s holding the little gray mare’s hand as he moves over to the building supplies. “I have what I promised all ready for us.”

The kids sit down, tended to by Shae and the other centaurs there. I watch and help where I can, but I am afraid I am terrible at building things. I then notice the little gray mare isn’t anywhere around. She usually didn’t leave Shae’s side.

I then feel a tiny hand at my wing and I look down to see her. Shae said she was eight, but she looks so tiny, I can barely believe it. I kneel down to her and she looks at me with big, watery blue eyes.