“…was Malak.” 11
“That was a long time ago,” Gwen said in regards to being the mother of all sex demons—with Malak as the father, “though with lasting effects I have no problem with. I don’t leave the Veil very often these days. Usually only my…counterpart has to deal with me.” She glanced at Oberon.
“I thought you were Oberon’s wife,” Nathan blurted, “and instead you screwed around with his brother?” He was angry and exhausted and just too overwhelmed to care that he was dealing with two of the most powerful sidhe in existence.
They didn’t seem ruffled.
“Did you know about this?” Nathan turned to Sasha.
Sasha had paled, no longer gently smiling and awed by being in Gwen’s presence. “There were always rumors about who the dark and light sidhe from the legend really were, but I didn’t know the mother of my kind was literally The Fairy Bride until I saw her. I definitely didn’t know about Malak,” he assured Nathan.
“Nathan,” Oberon tried to reason with him.