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She hadn’t said anything earlier, not when the only critical issue was saving Fergus’s men from slaughter. But the moment she’d entered the dreamglide, as before, all the memories of her time with him had returned, the way he’d made love to her, the wolfness of him that turned her on, his strength yet endless capacity for tenderness.
Her heart was full just looking at him through the dreamglide.
She felt his rage fall away at her words, reminding him that how he felt wasn’t the priority right now. He spoke to one of the nurses and excused himself, adding quietly, “When the women have been taken away and tended, I want this bed burned.”
She watched Fergus leave the room. Knowing the abused women were being cared for, she followed after him in the dreamglide.
He didn’t return to his men, but walked farther down the same hall and went into his library. He closed the pocket doors behind him, then sat down in a chair angled next to the fireplace. You’re remembering more, he said.
Because I’m in the dreamglide, she said, I remember everything.
Fergus leaned forward in the chair and put his head in his hands. She knew he was upset and she valued his compassion for his people more than anything else about him.
You okay?
He leaned back in his chair and huffed a heavy sigh that ended in a typical wolf grunt. I will be.
From the moment she’d entered the dreamglide, and the memories of their times together had come back to her, she’d felt confused. Not about what she could recall, but about what she ought to do with their relationship. She’d been making love with Fergus for the past several weeks. They were intense lovers and he’d satisfied her as no man ever had.
But it was more than just sex, that much she knew. She felt a profound affection for Fergus, something she couldn’t easily dismiss.
Where do we go from here, Fergus, you and me?
He shook his head. I don’t know. More than anything, I’m feeling the need for an alpha-mate, for a woman in the pack, but you’re fae.
I know. And though I’ve come to appreciate who you are in this world, and wolves like Warren as well, the constant level of violence hurts me. It’s like a pain in my heart that I can’t shake. At least you have Sydon locked up. Are you planning to turn him over to the Tribunal? Five Bridges had a court system run by the Tribunal, though more often than not the cartels’ reach extended well into its halls of justice.
I’ll leave his fate up to the Savage Pack Council, but only after I engage him in a dominance battle, without wrist guards. My primary goal is to re-bond with my pack. Nothing else matters.
Mary grew very still. She knew this was the necessary order of events, but her fae senses were screaming at her that it would be a mistake to let Sydon go free. He was an abusive, ambitious monster. He should be put down, Fergus. Right now.
It’s not the way we do things. And if I killed him straight out, the Council would be within its rights to prevent me from ever taking the reins again.
But Sydon doesn’t play by the rules.
He rose from his chair. I’m not going to argue with you, Mary. It’s important to me that I battle him according to rules I believe in.
She thought for a moment. Okay. Then just make sure it’s a final battle. If you don’t believe in the necessity of eliminating Sydon as a future threat, then I suggest you check your newly acquired fae senses. You’ll see what I mean. He’s more dangerous than you or any of your fellow alphas know.
He spoke aloud. “Mary, I’ve heard you. I want you to know that. But I will do what I believe is right and best for my pack as well as for the future of Savage. I’m heading your direction right now. You can leave the dreamglide if you want. I won’t be long.”
I’ll be waiting for you.
With that, Mary left the dreamglide and with it her blocks fell into place once more. She was back in Warren’s map room and realized to her surprise that she was in a partially conscious state and had been the whole time. Always in previous instances, she was asleep or unconscious in order to be in the dreamglide. But not right now.
She rubbed her arms, feeling a wolfish kind of power invading her, strengthening her. She’d been part of a rescue operation that had saved the lives of decent wolves and she’d loved every second of it. Yup, very wolf.
Rising to her feet, she thought back to being in the dreamglide. She could recall everything about the experience, of breaking into the compound, of getting Fergus all the way through the hidden passage, and even helping to capture Sydon.
She remembered the women in Fergus’s master bedroom as well.
But she couldn’t recall the blocked portion, the several weeks with Fergus as his lover in the dreamglide. Her blocks held. Yet she knew that anytime she headed back into the dreamglide, she’d be able to remember everything about their time together. It was a bizarre disconnection.
For a moment she wondered if she should disable the blocks, but that would mean accepting more about her relationship with Fergus than she wanted to right now. There was a part of her that kept hoping what she was going through was only temporary, that maybe she was on a mission that would soon end and she could return to Revel and resume her life.
So, the blocks stayed.
She stretched a few times, angling her arm over her head and bending sideways one direction, then the other. She ached in a few places. The stone floor had a carpet, but it was fairly thin and she’d remained in one position way too long.
