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Light giggling nearby has Zee groaning, but Roslyn shakes in my arms as though she’s sobbing silently. Fuck. I hope she’s not going to lose it again. I don’t want to see her in that sort of pain.
“Dude, you need clothes. We should get inside.”
Roslyn’s head snaps up, and she shifts her body to be in front of mine when we see several girls near the edge of the lake getting a good look at my naked attributes.
They all turn around at once, gasping as though they’re surprised, and suddenly clothes appear on my damn body from nowhere. It takes a second to figure out what she just did.
“You’re not supposed to use magic on humans unless you’re dusting their memories,” Zee says with an amused grin as the girls find themselves unable to turn back around.
“So tell on me,” Roslyn mumbles.
I can hear the panic in their voices, but Roslyn just walks away as though nothing is going on. My girl’s not so sweet after all. Fuck yes.
Zee fights a grin, clearing his throat as we walk toward the cabin. I turn around in time to see the girls have been released from Roslyn’s hold, but now they’re freaking out a little.
“Looks like she’s more your type than I ever thought possible,” Zee says under his breath, keeping it so low that I barely hear it.
She put me in jeans and a hoodie, covering every inch of skin she could get away with. I’m surprised I don’t have on gloves.
“Damn, not even Gage is good enough to use magic on me that well,” I say under my breath, feeling so damn turned on. Power is hot.
Smirking like the cheeky ass I am, I jog up behind her, putting my arms around her waist and tugging her to me. She tenses in my arms, and I immediately get worried. She normally melts against me.
“He won’t kill me, Roslyn. He won’t kill you either. We’re stronger together—all of us.”
She mutters something to herself before turning in my arms and looking up at me with those watery eyes.
“Don’t fall apart on me, sweet girl. Let me hold you together and make you forget the things you don’t want to remember.”
A few tears fall this time, and she sucks in a shallow, shaky breath.
“I’m really not sweet,” she says sadly, and I fight really damn hard not to smile, because she’s very serious.
“You are, love. Much sweeter now, because I love this new style.”
A small, but encouraging laugh escapes her lips, and she pulls me tighter to her. A little too tight. Holy shitballs, she’s strong.
Kissing the top of her head, I hold her to me as Zee goes inside.
“We should get in. Slade can’t crash through Gage’s protection spell.”
“He won’t come for me here,” she says on a sigh. “He’s too smart for that.”
“You know him?”
She looks up, and purses her lips before giving me one, tight nod. “Sort of. I know of him. When you spend so long in solitude, you drink in every sound that isn’t inside your own head whenever you… get out for a bit. So to speak. There’s more you need to know. A lot more. Things they couldn’t pry from my mind when they looked into my head.”
“You mean your dad and the witch?”
“Dad’s here? With you?”
“He’s somewhere. We all sort of went looking for you. I thought… we thought you might have gotten pissed because… Well, I shouldn’t have left you alone.”
Her lips twitch, but she slowly shakes her head. “I wasn’t pissed.”
My hands slide up her arms, tracing over the proof she was stuck in the slave rings for so long. Kimber’s marks didn’t show up until after she was immortal. Apparently it worked the same on Roslyn.
“You’re mine to keep,” I remind her, watching as she lets another tear fall.
