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He was already trying to break the bond between them. Their situation couldn’t get any worse. Faye nodded and her sister hugged her, rubbing her palms over her back.
“He’ll be groveling at your feet in no time, trust me.”
Our queen wants us.The Ra’Voshnik rose through his mind, impatiently awaiting the object of its affection.Do not offend her.
Offend her? He would be doing nothing with her.Be silent,he warned. Rune heard their conversations in the great room and Faye’s bedroom. The minx could not possibly view their meetings as dates. The harpy only encouraged her to obtain a kiss. From him.
You desire her as I do.
Be silent,Rune grated as the harpy in question left Faye’s room. Skipping by the sound of her steps. She stilled in the doorway of his study to wave at him before continuing on her way.
Rune shook his head, returning to his documents and tomes.Go to her. Our queen awaits us, the Ra’Voshnik insisted.
Calm yourself, she will arrive shortly,Rune growled through his mind as he set aside another tome that shed no light on what his night breeze was.
His gaze rose as her shy steps reached his ears.She wants us to sit before the fire.
Faye sat at the opposite side of his desk during each of their sessions. He would remain here.
The minx entered his study, sliding her hand across the doorframe as she entered. “I’m a little early.”
Rune nodded in greeting, and she didn’t come to his desk. The minx went to the settee instead.Join her!The Ra’Voshnik prowled his mind growing more agitated by the second. Rune pulled it away from the surface, silencing the creature as he stood.
Faye walked around the settee and took a seat. Glancing back at him, she said, “This is a little more comfortable than the chair.”
The Ra’Voshnik thrashed under his hold as he approached her. The minx was mistaken if she thought to seduce him. He recognized her for the danger she was even as the Ra’Voshnik clung to the illusion of fate with a heated desperation.
Rune sat beside her. “There are many other rooms available if you are seeking a change in scenery.”
“You spend a lot of time in here.” She leaned forward, positioning herself toward him.
“I do.”
“What are all the papers and books on your desk?”
“I am researching your race.”
She looked surprised by his answer and scooted closer to him. “Have you found anything?”
Rune glanced down as her fingertips brushed the side of his hand. He hesitated before answering, “Nothing with your wings or claws yet.”
She glanced at their hands, seemingly realizing she touched him. Rune waited for her to pull away. To his surprise she didn’t. She ran the pad of her finger over his nail. “How do you control it?”
Rune remained still. His body betrayed him at her simple touch. His fangs lengthened as his muscles went taut. “Control what?”
Faye lifted her other hand and flexed her fingers. “I can’t get my claws to come out. Or my wings. I always wanted to fly.”
“My shift is unlike yours. Pure Bloods have a Ra’Voshnik living within us. The changes you see are when the urges are close to the surface.”
She peered at him and Rune felt like an animal in a zoo. “So, you struggle to keep it down and it shows when you slip. While mine is sleeping and won’t come to the surface at all.”
He supposed that was an accurate description. She touched his hand again and Rune glanced between them, returning her touch with a feather light stroke over her nail.
She didn’t react as he expected. With her eyes downcast she slid two fingers along his index at an agonizing pace.Darkness save him.It was all he could do to hold still.
She stroked his shard, and Rune realized he’d moved in error, underestimating her hold over him. She glanced up at him then, but her gold-streaked gaze didn’t meet his. She looked at his mouth.
Lost, Rune leaned forward, wanting the soft brush of her lips that would serve as invitation for his touch. His eyes slid closed the same moment the minx gasped, pulling away from him. Rune’s eyes snapped open, and the sight of her had the Ra’Voshnik surfacing in an instant.
