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“So you do know I’m the king?” he demanded, the wariness returning to his demeanor again.
“Those men, your guards, they called you alpha. And youjusttold me that you’re the king,” I mumbled, wondering if he was trying to talk me in circles. My head was already swimming, and I wanted nothing more than to get out of there.
Shift and escape,came the whisper again.Get away before it’s too late!
But to go where? Didn’t he just say I was on his land? How far would I get? And that wouldn’t look good if I were caught. It would look like I was hiding something.
“You were injured,” he said, bringing me back before I could succumb to my inner voice, his tone softening considerably. “You may have hurt your head. Maybe that’s why you can’t remember.”
I pursed my lips, drawing the covering tighter around me as he seemed to decide for himself. He stared at me, waiting for a reply.
“It could be,” I agreed slowly. “I don’t know.”
“I’ll have my healers look at you.”
He glowered at me pointedly, as if waiting for me to argue, but there was nothing to argue about. If his healers could make the pains in my body subside and help bring back my memory, I was all for it.
I nodded in agreement, and again, he appeared surprised by my affability.
His expression lightened more, although not by much, and he extended his arm to me. “Then it’s settled. You’ll come back to Silverhold Tower with me.”
I swallowed the urge to ask him where that was. Despite his brusque treatment, he was the only point of security I had now.
“Okay,” I whispered.
“This way,” he said. “One of my guards has a horse nearby. He can give you a ride back to the castle.”
My heart jumped at the mention of the castle, but I didn’t know why. Of course Silverhold Tower was a castle. Where else would an Alpha King live?
Yet even without my memory, I had a good sense that I was not born of nobility and probably didn’t belong inside a castle.
But the Alpha King didn’t seem to care. He was more interested in figuring out who I was than my social status.
“A horse?” I mumbled weakly.
“Yes… is that a problem?”
“I don’t know…” I answered honestly. “I don’t think I’ve ever ridden one.”
He hesitated to look at me again, as if gauging my sincerity. “You won’t be riding it; my guard will. We’re in the middle of the forest, so there are no roads for cars back here.”
“Can you walk?” he demanded when I didn’t move.
I bit on my lower lip and nodded, half-curious as to what he would have done if I had said no.
Would he have carried me back in his arms?
Embarrassed by the thought, I dropped my head and shuffled forward, realizing that the king was waiting for me to go first.
I wanted to glance over my shoulder and gauge his reaction now, to see if he was still skeptical of my presence.
But I didn’t dare look back and kept moving, grateful that he hadn’t killed me as he had no doubt intended to do when he’d first come across me. I wasn’t out of the woods yet, it seemed—either figuratively or literally.
Chapter3
Zen
Landon was visibly startled to see the bedraggled female, the blanket I’d just commanded from him wrapped around her still trembling shoulders. I hadn’t mentioned what I needed it for when I’d emerged earlier before returning to the nameless fae.
