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“Okay, I hope? Healthy and not imprisoned?”
Winter blinked, taken aback at the line of questioning.
“Yes, she’s healthy. No, she’s not imprisoned. She and the bear shifter are mated with each other…at least, that’s what I learned when I revisited his island and found out that they had defected to live a freer lifestyle.”
“Oh.” A light came into his eyes as if he was seeing things for the first time. “What’s his name?”
“Dante.”
“They posed as servants for a very bad house. I compelled her, intending to seduce her for blood.”
Jealousy spiked, a reaction that had no place here.
“I see.”
“But he whisked her away and saved her life.”
Winter sniffed. “I guess he deprived you of all that blood, then.”
“No. I think it all worked out just fine.”
She tried to hold on to the jealousy, but the relief was immediate upon knowing that nothing had happened. Then she perused Nate, who no longer looked stunned.
“Are you not furious about your wings?”
“I was. But you have nothing to do with it, and I can still fly, so all is well.”
“It doesn’t hurt?”
“Sometimes.”
On cue, the wing peeked out of his back as he took his shirt off. Her gaze gobbled up the sight of sleek muscles hidden from most people before she settled on the edges of the wing, where the torn parts were visible. Her hand reached out to touch and felt the velvety silk and steel underneath. He closed his eyes when her fingers drifted.
What was supposed to be a confrontation and her defending her sister became a moment of her exploring the expanse of a wing that he opened and him just…melting into her touch as if it felt good. Big, strong hands rested on either side of her head, his body leaning forward as he accommodated her touch.
“Does it hurt now?”
“A bit,” he said, voice gruff. Her body ached at the sound.
“Is there anything I can do to make it feel better?”
His eyes snapped open, a smoldering gray.
“There are a lot of things you can do to make me feel better.”
Winter caught her breath. “Let me.”
“Winter—”
The persistent knock on the door had his wing retreating on impulse and her darting towards the door. She called out to ask first, then opened it. Maddox barged in, face scrunched seriously and putting them on alert.
“House Chatterley sent a signal. It’s red.”
That was all it took for Nate to zoom out as the two scrambled to catch up. Outside, she made a sound when hands wrapped around her waist.
“Brace yourself. We have to head there quickly.”
Maddox stepped back, watching them go. Then Winter could only cling on as they were already in the air, then zipping out of one of the windows to fly a greater height. The wind whipped at her face, the freedom of it and her trust in him making her want to spread her arms. But she tucked them at her sides and tried not to draw attention—not that they would draw any since he was careful to fly in the fog and away from windows and towers.
