Page 343 of Commanding Blood And Bonds

Freya

Am I wrong?

Tessa

You coming on to me, darling?

Freya

Little preoccupied atm, but if I find him with one of his fuckbuddies, I’ll let you know.

Tessa

You could take them.

If it means anything, I hope he’s fighting Renown or demons or something.

Freya

What does it say about me that I hope the same?

Tessa

That you’re falling for him. Oh shit—Freya, did you already fall for him? Did you accept the bond?!

The door slammed open and I dropped my phone.

Blade drawn. Arm cocked. I nearly launched it before Carr rounded the corner.

“Jesus Christ,” he gasped. “You’re like a fucking horror film.”

“I get that a lot,” I said, eyes skimming behind him. “Where is he?”

“Well, hello to you too.”

“Hi, Marley. Where’s Cyrus?”

“I was hoping you could tell me.”

“What?” My heart dropped. I sheathed the blade, scooping up my phone as bile rose in my throat. Carr was his ride-or-die. If he didn’t know…

“I nodded off. When I woke up, he was gone.”

“He’s not at the manor?”

“Checked there first. Then The Rougarou. Cali hasn’t seen him.”

I froze. “He just…left you?”

“Lights were off. Everything untouched. He said he’d come here. I figured he’d wake me first.”

My chest ached—ribs pulling too tight. “Carr. I’ve had a bad feeling. Like a bone deep sense of panic.”

His expression shifted. “What kind of bad?”

“Like…it hurts to breathe.”

“Fuck.” He turned, pacing as he palmed his face. When he turned back, his eyes were hard, detirmined. “Freya—find him.”