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She breaks our kiss. “Cobar, this is too much.”
Cobar. Fuck. I love the sound of my name on her lips.
I kiss my way down her throat. “This is just the start.”
She digs her hands into the back of my head as I move lower, pulling me closer. “But I don’t know yet. I haven’t decided.”
Damn it.“There’s nothing to decide.” I work the laces at the top of her dress, kissing her breasts as I try to undo the rest of it. To free her from her dress.
Her hold tightens in my hair, and I look up to meet her eyes. “Cobar–”
“Yes? Anything. I’ll give you anything you want and more.”
Banging sounds interrupt our pleasure. She looks confused. I’m hard and frustrated, and then the room melts away as Cassia slips from my grasp. My eyes fly open, and I’m staring at the ceiling of my room, painfully alone.
The banging sounds again.My fucking door.I’d been dreaming. Anger rolls through me, and I throw the blankets off of me, enraged even though I don’t have a reason to be.
“Come in,” I grumble, wishing I could close my eyes and have Cassia back in my arms.
Forrest and Zane enter, and something's wrong. The look of worry and frustration on their faces scares me as they cross the room in a hurry. Their clothes are wrinkled and haphazardly thrown on, but their shoulders are back and their mouths are set in hard lines.
“What is it? Has there been news? Is she okay? What happened?” I stand, body shaking.
Forrest’s voice is harsh as he says, “Sulien’s trying to leave without us. He's at the stables now getting a horse ready.”
“Leave? Without us?” I ask, trying to process what the hell is going on.
“Get dressed, pack a bag, and meet us at the stables. Quickly.” Zane says, and then they turn to leave.
Shit.My brain’s working again, making everything click into place. I rush for my clothes and to pack a bag. I need to be prepared, but quick.
But why the fuck is he doing this?
Of course, that brute would try to pull something. He's going to try to be the hero and risk it all to save her, no matter what it costs him. There's no way I'm letting that happen. She's mine too. If we need to sacrifice to get her back, it won’t be him alone doing it.
I finish dressing and fill my bag as fast as I can, heart racing. Our people would never allow us to make this choice. They would call us fools, but they don’t understand this feeling. This connection to our mate.
We’d do anything for her. Even this.
NINE
Cassia
I wake up to a cramp in my leg that burns so fiercely that I have to clamp my lips closed to keep from crying out. One minute I’m in Cobar’s arms, dancing the night away, and the next, I’m in misery. I try to reach for my leg to rub the cramp away, but find I can’t. What’s more, my face throbs painfully.
My eyes flash open, and I remember where I am. Tied like a hog on the back of a horse. No escape in sight. My face probably looking like something I’ve scrubbed off my shoe.
Damn it.
The horse I've been attached to comes to a stop, and I try to wriggle free, but it’s useless. A sob builds in my chest, but I push it away, I won't show them any weakness. I just want to go back to my dream. The dream I had of Cobar. It showed a nice side of him that I never imagined possible. I felt safe then, and loved.
Instead, I’m staring at the same raggedy house I was brought to yesterday. The Death House.
Yesterday. Fuck.I worked so hard to get away from this place, and it was all for nothing. I can’t believe it. This whole thing just feels like a bad dream.
I’m tempted to completely fall apart, but there’s something deep inside of me screaming to get back to the Summer Court. To my men. To my grandmother and father. And if I’m going to do that, I need to figure out a way to escape again.
Taking a deep breath, I study the house, trying to ignore the man on the horse. The windows are all broken out, but I notice iron around them just like at the bakery that wasn't a bakery. The rest of the structure looks so worn and drafty, I wonder if I could just plow through a wall and escape.
