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“You’re crying because you’re happy?”
She nodded, slipping her fingers through his hair. “I didn’t really think I’d ever be happy again.”
Kaspar chuckled. “I love you, silly girl.”
“Yeah, yeah, keep talking like that, buddy and I’ll show you just how unhappy you’ll be.”
Kaspar laughed as he kissed her neck. “I apologize... little one.”
Jesska couldn’t stop a giggle, even though she tried to scowl... unsuccessfully. Within seconds, pain shot through her abdomen and she gripped Kaspar’s arms as she groaned.
“Allt í lagi, elskan, ég hef þig.” (Okay, baby, I’ve got you.)
He reached over to where he’d put his phone, fired off a quick text to Camilla, and then pulled Jesska’s back to his chest, sliding the sheet up to cover their lower bodies. He heard Camilla moving around in the other room and he prayed a quick prayer of thanks for his efficient and caring assistant.
Chapter Fifteen
Kaspar held Jesska close, despite the fact she tried to push him away. He felt the heat and knew her skin burned, but he had no choice. “If I don’t keep contact, baby, it will hurt more.”
She hissed as she tried to scoot away again. He moved with her. It took a few minutes for him to calm her, but she finally stopped trying to fight him. “Good, baby. Breathe.”
“Thirsty,” she rasped.
“I know. Camilla will be here in a minute with water and ice.”
As if on cue, his assistant knocked quietly on the door. “Yðar hátign?” (Your Majesty?)
“Come,” he called.
Camilla pushed open the door. She had the ice sheets he’d asked her to retrieve from the plane. She laid them over the couple, averting her eyes as she did so.
Jesska whimpered as the sheets touched her, but she quieted quickly.
“Jesska’s thirsty,” Kaspar said, and Camilla nodded, holding up a bottled water.
She walked to Jesska’s side of the bed, and Kaspar helped Jesska sit up to drink, keeping the sheet around her for modesty. Camilla placed a bowl on the side table next to Jesska and then walked back to the door. “I’ll be right outside, Sire.”
“Thank you,” he said, and wrapped the ice sheet tighter around Jesska, relieved her body was starting to relax.
“When does this stop?”
“Soon, baby,” he promised.
“That’s not really an answer, Kaz,” she complained.
He sighed. “I know.”
Kaspar had no way of knowing exactly how any of this would go or how long it would last. He knew there were books on the subject of humans being converted to Kalt Einn, but he’d had no reason to read them up until now. He and his brothers—their entire clan—had been raised to believe it was impossible for a Kalt Einn to mate with a human, and it was one of the reasons Kade Gunnach’s father had been exiled to Scotland. Or so he’d believed. Ari had said he’d discovered a few things Kaspar didn’t know, and he would explain once he’d reunited Megan with their daughters. They would regroup in Scotland.
Jesska groaned, dragging Kaspar from his thoughts. “I think I’m going to be sick.”
He grabbed the bowl Camilla had left and held it under Jesska’s chin. When her stomach calmed, he gave her more water. She rolled over to face him, burrowing into his chest.
“I’ve got you, baby.”
“My skin feels weird,” she said, and glanced down, gasping. “The scars...”
Kaspar looked at her legs. Her scars were disappearing in front of them.
