Page 78 of Reckless Witch

“You locked me in my room like a child,” I growl.

“Because you refuse to act like an adult. Bloody hell, Leilah, just two days ago someone tried to kill you. If you won’t take the threat seriously, I will lock you in a cage that you—or Jonas—can’t escape.”

“It’s not his fault,” I blurt.

“I have already dealt with the boy.”

“Dealt with him? How?” I demand.

“That is none of your concern.”

“I tricked him,” I say.

“That’s not his story.”

“He’s a good kid. He doesn’t want to see me get into trouble.”

“Trouble?” Blade says in a dark voice that freezes the blood in my veins. “You have no comprehension of the trouble you’re in. Have you any idea how I felt when I found your room empty?”

I roll my eyes. “Sorry I pissed you off. I imagine you told Raith.”

“And Ethan,” he says. “We aren’t playing games, Leilah.”

The heat of anger flashes. “You think I’m playing games?”

“You bloody well don’t understand the stakes.”

“The stakes are your, Ethan’s and Raith’s pride,” I snap.

“Foolish girl,” he mutters.

In the dark, I can’t discern his expression, and I’m damn glad he can’t see mine, which is hot with embarrassment, but his gaze burns into me. To my knowledge, the Fae, unlike vampires, don’t have a particular ability to see in the dark. I don’t need eyes to see the erection that grows harder by the minute. I wonder if I might distract him. I wiggle suggestively.

“Lie still, Leilah,” he growls.

I wiggle again. He sucks in a harsh breath and I know I have him. I arch my hips and grind against his hard cock. My clit tightens almost painfully. God have mercy.

“Bloody wench,” Blade mutters, and pushes off me.

I lever myself onto my elbows. “I thought you were more fun than this, Blade.”

“This time, the spell around your room will be invincible,” he says.

I jump to my feet. “I have the right to help search for the person who tried to kill me.”

He gives a low laugh that makes my stomach do somersaults. “Sorry, love, but you don’t.”

“I didn’t come here to be locked up in a fucking room.” I grab his arm. “You can bet your ass I’ll find a way out.”

He grabs my shoulders and shakes me—hard. “We’re not going to lose you, you understand?” He adds something under his breath that sounds like, “It’s too soon.”

Now, I’m going crazy.

He shoves me toward the bed and says, “The last thing you want to do is to piss off Raith. You think being confined to this room is harsh… You truly get Raith’s ire up and you’ll wish the only thing we had done was lock you in this room.”

“You’re crazy,” I whisper.

He snorts. “In that, we are agreed. I must let Ethan know you’re home.”