Page 23 of Forgotten Queen


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“I won’t have you in my bed wearing another male’s clothing. You’ll wear my scent or nothing at all.”

His words appealed to a dark part of me more than I cared to admit. They sent a stir all the way down my spine to my core.

But I was a bit tired of waking up without clothing. “Who’s the pervert now?” I snarked.

“Inever denied it. Not when it comes to you.”

I couldn’t say anything to that, so I changed back to the original subject.

“Just get me some clothing so I can go see Daphne—”

That was as far as I got before something snapped in Cole.

One moment, he was in the chair beside me.

By the time I drew my next breath, he was on top of me. The plush blankets were the only barrier between us, but somehow they didn’t feel like much protection.

The bed sank under his weight. His thighs pushed in on my hips, holding me down, while his hands fell on either side of the pillow my head rested on.

His face was my entire world at this distance. His scent was familiar and delicious and I wanted to wrap myself in it.

“You haven’t eaten in at least a week. You haven’t slept—just passed out when the adrenaline faded. Your body was half torn apart when you stumbled through the portal. I barely got to you in time, thanks to your little stunt with the moonstone. I’m so furious with you that I can barely speak, but I can’t even yell at you properly until I’m confident you won’t immediately stumble onto another suicidal mission.”

I cringed slightly at his harsh tone. Gone was the light flirtation of moments ago.

“You will stay in this bed until I declare otherwise. If you evenattemptto get out before you’re completely healed, I will personally tie you to this bed and keep you here for a month.”

“That’s going to be kind of inconvenient unless you want me peeing in the sheets.” I deflected with humor because Cole was far, far too close for me to think straight. It was a bluff, though. If I’d been out for four days, then I hadn’t had a sip of water in almost a week. I was tapped out, but surely he’d see how unreasonable he was being, right?

Cole growled, a deep, animalistic sound that said his wolf was a hairsbreadth from the surface. That was likely a “no” on reasonable then.

“I’ll carry you to the damn toilet if I have to, but you’re not leaving this room until I say so.”

“Fine.” The fight slipped out of me. The truth was, I was exhausted. I may have rested for days, but just this little interaction drained me. “I’m too tired to argue.”

He huffed. “That would be a first, and it’s even more of a sign I’m right if you’re admitting it.”

I frowned. “Is that your way of calling me stubborn?”

His lips quirked up, the fury seeming to dissipate now that I wasn’t attempting to get out of bed. “Little wolf, I have a hundred different ways to describe your moods.”

I rolled my eyes. None of them flattering, of that I was sure.

I settled back into the covers, Cole still leaning over me.

“Are you going to stay there the entire time?”

He was still perched over me, his presence bearing down on me in a way that was simultaneously comforting and threatening.

“I’m quite tempted.” He didn’t say it in a teasing tone, but rather a contemplative one. “Sometimes, I think if I so much as blink, I might lose you again.” But a moment later, he eased off. Instead of heading off the bed back to the chair, he stayed in the bed.

It was massive, I reasoned. But he wasn’t exactly making any grand effort to put some real space between us.

And his scent was a comfort I had missed more than I had realized.

Probably was convinced I’d try to slip out again at any moment. At this point, I knew Cole well enough not to test him on his threat to tie me to the bed.

“Is Daphne okay?” I asked.

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