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“I’m sure Flood will ask Flame if he needs you.” I leaned my head against hers, and admitted, “I miss seeing all of you guys all the time. I’ve been lonely.”
“I’ll kick Flood’s ass for you,” she promised.
“No, you won’t,” Tariq said, as he and Flood strode back into the room. He signed to Flood, and I caught the tail end of him telling Flood what Ivy had said, and that he’d told her no.
Flame looked at me. “You need to get back to your land and to the Aboa. Flood’s got his instincts under control again, so you’re safe for now,” the fire king added.
It irritated me that my mate wasn’t the one to tell me that himself, but I supposed I didn’t get a say in anything since we weren’t really together.
I signed to Zoran, “Ready?”
He dipped his head in a nod, his expression giving away none of his emotions. When I stepped up next to him, he took my hand carefully, instead of gripping my hip the way he usually did.
My heart fell a little as I held my breath, and we transported away.
Knowing that he’d been planning to attempt to make me fall in love with him before, but that he hadn’t tried at all…
It hurt a hell of a lot more than I would ever admit.
Chapter3
Zoran
I had expectedFlame to tear into me when I admitted to losing control. When he’d been understanding and offered genuine advice, it caught me off-guard.
Even if I was uncertain as to whether or not I could actually use the advice.
He wanted me to admit my feelings to Ayla. To move her into my bedroom. To explain to her that if she didn’t allow me to touch her, to taste her, to get her off, I would literally lose my mind once again.
But she had been so damn clear that she only wanted friendship.
And that was the problem.
The bond and I both wanted her in my arms.
She wanted her independence.
I was no longer capable of maintaining a friendship with her; not since my instincts had grown so overpowering. If I was around her, I’d want to touch her. I’dneedto touch her.
And if I didn’t…
Well, I wouldn’t allow myself to think of that outcome.
I could control my emotions better than any of the other damn fae in our land. I’d had to. Without my hearing, some of my enemies considered me weak. My brother included.
So control wasn’t a choice. It was a requirement.
One I had never struggled to meet before, and one I certainly wouldn’t lose now, when the stakes were so high.
I released Ayla’s hand when she was steady on her feet in the castle’s throne room. My people were still waiting there, knowing I wouldn’t accept them leaving and taking things into their own hands.
It would take the Mother of All Monsters weeks to break through the Aboa’s magic, and we had no trail to follow when it came to finding Crest, so there was no true rush.
But before I addressed my people, there was one other issue to deal with.
I crossed the distance between me and the guard who had hurt my female in a heartbeat.
A liquid knife formed in my hand as I grabbed him by the throat.
