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“And what if she’s not? What if she’s not feeling the mate bond the way we are?” I ask, speaking my thoughts aloud.
Apparently, we all had the same thought because no one leaps to deny my words. We just sit in silence for a few minutes, looking like shit. Feeling like shit. Four men who have barely crawled out of bed, after barely sleeping, and barely eating, yet nothing we do brings our bride back.
“Regardless,” Zane says, then clears his throat awkwardly. “What’s most important is getting her back, and it may help us figure out how to find her if we know whether she left on her own or not.”
“Sulien says she wouldn’t have left her family,” Cobar offers, glancing at Sulien.
The other man nods, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
“So if she didn’t run away…” Zane begins, “You realize she might be out there somewhere hurt. She could need us.”
That’s been in the back of my mind this whole time, and it pisses me off that we still haven’t found her. Hell, it scares me that we haven’t. As upsetting as the idea is that our woman has just ran away from us, it’s even more frightening that she might not have.
I let out a shuddered breath. Our mate is lost, and we’re back at square one: no progress and no closer to having her in our arms. Surely if there’s a worse way to be tortured, I don’t know what it is.
Sulien clears his throat. “Though, all isn’t lost yet. I have an idea about how to find her. It just might cost more than we ever imagined.”
I glance at his solemn face.More than we imagined?Perhaps, but not more than we’re willing to pay.
Then, he proceeds to tell us the most insane idea I’ve ever heard. One that we’ll do. For Cassia. But only because it’s our only chance.
FIVE
Cassia
I set the book down in my lap and grin.Things are getting good.It’s a juicy tale with just the right mix of adventure and steam. All I want to do is keep reading, but I roll my neck, knowing I need a break. How long have I been looking down?
Too long.
Must. Take. A. Break.
Glancing at the flowers surrounding my blanket, I lean over and breathe one in. The flower smells like vanilla, and the scent makes me want something sweet to eat like a cookie or a pastry. My stomach grumbles at just the thought.
Yum. I couldsodig into a pile of cookies.
But there are no cookies to be found, so I decide it’d be better to just switch positions and get a little more comfortable. Cookies can be had after this duke rips the bodice of his lady and goesdown town. Past her skirts and into her feminine garden, or some shit like that.
I adjust my skirts and lie back on the blanket. The cool skies are overhead and the soft blanket is beneath me. It’s the perfect place to settle in and see what the character does with those bouncing breasts of hers. Or was it his throbbing member of justice? I don’t care. I just want to read it.
“Would you like some company?” A deep, sexy voice asks me, startling me from my moment of solitude.
Surprised, I look up into Prince Zane’s hypnotic eyes. He stands before me in a white suit that’s nearly as pale as his long white hair. He holds himself like some mixture of a soldier and a powerful lord, but I guess that makes sense for the Prince of the Winter Fae. No smile graces his solemn lips, but his eyes are gentle as they stare down at me.
What could it hurt?
“Alright.” I close my sexy novel and scoot over to make room for him on the blanket, feeling a little nervous. Prince Zane and I haven’t really been alone together, so I don’t know anything about the Winter Fae.
He sits so close to me that he can read my book, too. “May I?” he asks, nodding toward the book.
I open my book, deciding the hell with it. If we’re going to get married, it’s better that he learns I’m a little pervy now. I lean into him to give him better access to the book and enjoy the feel of his body touching mine. Even though he radiates the slightest chill against my skin, it feels nice. Comforting even. Making it nearly impossible to focus on the words on the page.
“So his throbbing member wrapped in silk seems to know just what to do.” His voice is soft, but amused.
I stiffen, remembering the exact words on the page. My cheeks feel hot. “Yeah, I guess.”
He points to a section. “So, this part where he licks his fingers after, what are your thoughts on that?”
Okay, my face is officially on fire.“I–I don’t know. It seems pretty hot.”
