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He cocked his head. “Well. That’s certainly the last thing I expected you to ask.”
Her fingers inched closer to the bars with the urge to reach out to him. Once, it had felt as though their souls were entwined. He’d been a part of her, and she’d been a part of him. Together, the world had felt right. It had not been the same since they ended it.
“I feel as if a part of me is lost without it,” she whispered, real tears filling her eyes. She had tried not to focus on the gaping hole in her chest these past few days. There were far worse things to worry about. But now that she stood here before him, knowing they’d have to part in only moments, she wanted that connection back.
His eyes swept across her. “That’s what you came here to speak with me about?”
Bree nodded.
He glanced at the nearby guards, and then back to Bree, question-marks in his eyes. She merely pressed her lips together.
Eventually, he nodded. “I’d like that, too.”
He slipped his arm through the bars and took Bree’s hand. The guards stiffened, staring them down, but they did nothing to stop them from touching. They’d been ordered to stop Bree from breaking Taveon out of jail. Dagen had not said anything about this.
Taveon smiled. Bree braced herself. And then, less than a heartbeat later, magic stormed through her veins, lighting her up like the stars in the skies. She cried out, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Her body shook as the ground beneath her began to rumble. The guards barked out orders. Rough hands grabbed her arms and dragged her away from Taveon.
But Bree smiled as the magic singed inside of her.
The guards were too late.
They dragged her out of the dungeon, but Bree’s eyes remained locked on Taveon’s face until he vanished into the shadows. She was escorted back to her quarters and shoved inside. For once, Bree did not fight. She did not say a word. Instead, she waited until they were gone with her breath held tight in her lungs.
When the footsteps receded down the hallway, she plopped onto her bed and called out through the newly formed bond. “Taveon, are you there?”
For a moment, no answer came. And then that bold, soothing, warm familiar voice echoed through her mind, a voice as smooth as velvet, as rich as cake, and as sensual as a luxurious touch. She could feel him. There, just inside her soul.
It felt like home.
“Hello, Bree,” he said. “It’s good to have you back.”
She smiled, eyes still closed. “Good thing the guards didn’t realize something was happening until it was too late to stop this.”
“Indeed.” His voice turned serious. “Now, tell me. What in the world is going on?”
