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“Give or take a few years.”
Clarity glowed at Nate’s real reason for making his deal with her, aligning with what everyone was telling her about him. She already knew it, but it still felt astonishing to learn that this man was good to the core—and he was fighting to keep that goodness from fading from his home.
“What if he’s on to you?” she asked quietly. “What if he knows you are making allies and trying to get rid of those allies?”
“He’s not. I’m careful. I will always be careful. He has other plans. I just have to figure it out.”
There was assurance in the confidence of his words, easing her that he would eventually get to the answer.
“I met Nilo. Your cousin.”
In the blink of an eye, he was rigid all over again.
“He’s here?” he demanded, expression sharpening.
“He just arrived.”
“Stay away from him.”
She blinked at the growl, rough and just a tad wild.
“I will,” she whispered, tapping her arm. He got it, locking in on all the dried blood. The way he went feral had her heart pounding before she grabbed his arm. “Don’t go after him. I handled him. And your mother warned me about him.”
Nate’s brows rose at the mention of his mother.
“You have been busy.”
“So have you,” she shot back.
“Hmm. They are gone.”
It took her a while to realize that he was talking about the vampires they had been avoiding. A second later, they were on the move again, but it didn’t last long as laughter fluttered in the air and he pressed her into a corner. When it got louder, he whispered in her ear.
“There will be questions about why we are in the wrong wing unless….”
It made sense, and she looked up just as his head descended on her. But the kiss didn’t come. Instead, his hand tilted her chin up as his mouth pressed there but didn’t do anything. His other hand came to her hip, gathering the hem of her dress up and essentially hiding the torn pieces and the dried blood. Everything was done with purpose, but her body reacted, anyway. A hot flash came as skin grazed skin, shooting down her core until she was throbbing from the simple contact. She fought it with rigidity, then realized it was just going to get them in trouble.
Get over it and get with the program.
The internal warning got to her and she listened, willing her body to give in to the sensation. When it did, she softened immediately, leaning into the press of his mouth, arching into the dig of his hand. But it didn’t stop there as the rest of her followed suit, her lips parting despite no mouth nearing it, her body angling for better access to more of him. Like a wave, his hips mirrored her rhythm, molding into her in a way that left no room for breathing space.
Her belly tightened. Her nipples grew stiff. She avoided his gaze, afraid he could see just how horny she had gotten in the span of a few seconds. The whole head-on-her-neck thing worked that out perfectly, but then that mouth right there was also doing the most insane, heart—racing things to her system…
“Oh, Nathaniel. We were wondering where you and your date were. I guess excitement can do a lot of things to the libido—fine, I will shut up now.”
“Have a good night, lovers,” another voice greeted. Then no one else said a word, but their presence dictated her to arch just a little bit more and let out a tiny, shaky moan to ensure there was not an ounce of suspicion.
She paused a bit, then let out another moan. And another. She stopped when she felt his warmth leave her and understood they were about to move again, but she felt so…dissatisfied. Wanting more.
“I think—”
Agony pierced her head like a hammer dealing a lethal blow. She masked her cry with her hand on her mouth, but couldn’t quite stop her body from crumpling as the agony halted and other things took over: the melodious voice bombarding her with line after line of information that she didn’t need, then the tumultuous emotions of the crowd that had just stumbled upon them. It all whirled into overwhelming chaos that made her blind and deaf to everything around her, unable to escape the trap that was her mind.
“Winter?”
She heard his voice, worried. The melodious voice was louder.
There is another side to Ostrov Krov—the more uncivilized side. It is where they throw away their rejects, their rogues, and those who have defied them greatly, both vampires and servants. It’s at the back of the island, separated by a border. They even take those who torture humans for fun there because everything has to serve a purpose, including hurting humans.
