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I pressed my eyes shut. These moments were the hardest with him. His desperation was so palpable, you tasted it in the air.
“Our mother,”I told her.
“She had to have been there with you! You went into the Rip. I know you saw her. Now tell me where she is!” Father continued. He was breathing heavily, and his eyes frantically darted back and forth between Kya’s.
“Will you sit with me?” She led him to the chairs, and they sat down across from each other. Mavris leaned against the wall and dragged a hand down his face.
“Where is all this coming from?”I asked in Mavris’s mind.
“He heard from someone that the contestants went into the Rip to get to the Woltawa Forest. He’s now convinced it’s some kind of entrance to it and thinks that’s where Mother is. At least that’s what I gathered from him downstairs.”
“It’s possible but unlikely. That was a completely different situation.”
“Cadoc, there was no one inside the Rip. There was nothing there. It was devoid of light and life and time. It was the Gods who sent us to the Woltawa Forest. Otherwise, there’s nothing but death inside.”
“Did your mother go into the Rip?”she asked.
“From what we know, yes.”
“Why do you think she’s alive?” Kya spoke to my father. There was no judgment in her voice.
“The bond still lives and so does she,” Father scoffed. “She’s not dead. I would know if she was. She’s just…lost.”
He broke down and began sobbing into his hands. Mavris went over and pulled him to a stand before taking him out of the study to get him some rest in one of the rooms on the upper level.
Kya came over and wrapped her arms around me. “I’m sorry about your mother. And your father. His anguish over losing his mate…”
“I know.” I held her to me.
“I don’t want that to happen to either of us.”
“I won’t let that happen.” I kissed her head. “I promise.”
Chapter Forty-Six
Ryker
We went back to the bedchamber, and she bathed while I ordered some lunch to be sent up to the room. I quickly ran down the corridor and met with Mavris. He had called for a healer to give our father a calming elixir while he rested. We discussed what to do when Father left and agreed that both of us would visit, as well as a healer to attend to him daily.
The run-in with my father was not something I had planned to introduce Kya to for a while.
Back in the room, I sat on the end of the bed with my elbows resting on my knees. I tried to think of anything that would distract me. Like sparring with Kya earlier. The memory of her sweaty and panting on top of me.
Gods, I wanted nothing more than to flip her over and bury myself inside of her, claiming her as mine for eternity and watching the mark of our mating emerge on our arms. A permanent symbol of our inseparable souls, worthy of fate itself. And thinking about that had me remembering about the other night with her sitting atop me and rubbing herself along my cock, looking regal and magnificent. It took everything in me to not taste her then, knowing that if I did I would snap entirely—and nothing would stop me from claiming her.
When Kya came out of the bathing room, she was wrapped in nothing but a towel that came down just past the curve of her ass. Her wet brown hair was hanging over her marked shoulder and those green eyes sparkled in the sunlight streaming in from the windows. My already hardened cock throbbed with want, withneed.
“Sorry, I forgot to grab my clothes before going in there. But if you want to go ahead and wash up, I’ll just get dressed out here.”
I jumped up and stormed past her into the bathing room so I didn’t rip that towel from her and take her against the damn wall. Turning on the water to muffle my grunts, I stripped my clothes off and gripped my shaft, pumping hard and fast, imagining I was fucking my mate rather than my hand. A low grunt reverberated from my chest with my release, spots of black filled my vision for a fleeting moment of euphoria. It was just enough to temper my urges but far from satisfactory, and I was growing tired of not having her.
I quickly bathed then dressed before going back into the bedroom to find that our food had arrived and Kya was already piling a plate with cooked meat and warm bread, the book open on the table.
“You know what I don’t understand?” she said without looking at me. She must have felt me coming up behind her. “When I read it, even out loud, I don’t hear it in the common tongue, but when someone else does, I do.Listen and you shall learn. Stupid.”
I couldn’t help my grin at her mocking rant. “The Gods are mysterious in their reasoning,” I uttered before taking my seat across from her at the small table.
We ate in silence. I watched her as she continued to read the Scholar’s notes and muttered to herself through mouthfuls offood. She finished well before I did, and I was impressed with how someone so small could eat so much. But she was in a much better mood now that she had a full stomach.
