Faelorehn - Book One of the Otherworld Trilogy

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by Jenna Elizabeth Johnson


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  I was left to my own devices for the next couple of weeks, and luckily I had school to distract me once again. Also, to my great relief, I didn’t see a single faelah creature that entire time. Of course, it meant I didn’t see Cade either. I grew restless and I was beginning to brush my friends aside whenever they’d invite me over.

  Halfway through that second week, it dawned upon me that maybe I was growing obsessed with a guy that was darting in and out of my life like some self-propelled yo-yo. It wasn’t healthy. Gritting my teeth and taking on a newly found determination, I told myself to forget about Cade MacRoich and to start living my life again. Who knew when he’d decide to visit this world again? Maybe I was Faelorehn, but I had been around humans long enough to know I enjoyed hanging out with my friends.

  When Tully asked me if I wanted to come over that weekend for a movie with Robyn and the guys, I smiled and agreed without a second thought. The movie helped distract me, but it didn’t erase everything I’d learned in the past few months. And if I was being completely honest with myself, I didn’t want to forget everything, especially not Cade.

  I sighed and eyed my clock, secretly wishing that my reflective thoughts would go away. It was almost midnight on a Sunday and I had school in the morning. But I couldn’t sleep. I had tried doing some more Otherworld research earlier, but the websites just kept repeating the same old information over and over again. I read a few of the folk legends from my Irish Myths book, but when I started reading a story about Cuchulainn, I threw the book down on my desk and climbed into bed. The Irish hero reminded me too much of Cade.

  I sighed heavily and felt the tears forming in my eyes. Who was I kidding? I missed Cade. I missed him terribly, and it was high time I stop lying to myself. Yes, I knew hardly anything about him and yes he was never around. But during those few hours we’d spent together, he hadn’t belittled or avoided me. He hadn’t glanced away in disgust. I know it seems silly, but I just knew that Cade MacRoich understood me; had seen me for who I was, and I was finally willing to admit that I had fallen for him. Hard.

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