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“I can see that,” Father said. “I also see how much you care for my daughter, Lord Dega.”
Lucius inclined his head. “I love your daughter, Constant Linden, Lady Linden. She has changed me, made me into a better man. And I will swear right here and now that I will honor her all my days. She is most precious to me. With me, you will not have to worry. I do, however, wish she would stay here when we set off tomorrow.”
“Yes,” Mother butted in, eyeing me. “Stay here, Sierra, for the sake of the gods. Or at least for my sake!”
I wiggled in my seat. “Mother, we’ve discussed this already. I am going. I-I think there is a reason I need to be there. I cannot explain it.”
Mother looked at me thoughtfully. “You’ve had those dreams again, haven’t you?”
I’d always had “those” dreams, as she called them. Dreams that were now, I knew, visions. “Yes. And this time, I will heed them. Things are too important right now for me to ignore. That’s why I cannot stay here.” I looked at Lucius, who squeezed my hand. He sighed.
“It was worth a try.” His smile was tight, but he understood me.
The subject was closed and the conversation went to other matters. As my father puffed away from his pipe, my parents learned more about Lucius, asking him questions which Lucius answered graciously. Because I knew them so well, I knew my parents’ opinion of my husband was raised by each statement he made. I was proud of Lucius. A man who had started out with nothing had accomplished so much, becoming a respected leader.
When it was time to retire, Father kissed me goodnight at the door of the drawing room, Mother wishing Lucius a goodnight as well.
“I like him, Daughter,” Father whispered in my ear. “I think you made a great match.”
My smile said it all. “I like him as well, Father. And I love you. Gods, I’m going to miss you so much. I promise to visit, maybe not this summer but definitely the next.”
“And we’d love to have you in Ordelpho,” Lucius said, overhearing us.
“Your mother and I would like that very much. She especially, wouldn’t you Alyssa?” His love for her shone through as he looked at her with a husband’s eye.
“Oh, you have no idea how much I’d love to get away!” Mother laughed like a young girl, and I realized how beautiful she truly was. Gods, I hated saying goodbye.
As Lucius and I dressed for bed, he took me in his arms and kissed me. “I see a new rival mark, inches away from my own.” His fingers swept my neck. “I hope to Ongar it’s Fadon’s and not some poor love-sick farm boy you—”
I punched him in the arm, outraged and amused. “Oh, stop. I never had a paramour here.”
“I find that hard to believe.” He rubbed his arm as if I’d hurt him.
“No, it’s true. I was never interested in… that.”
He smirked. “Not sure what ‘that’ means. You mean cock?”
My stupid cheeks heated. Still, after all this time he could make me blush like a spinster. “No, I do not mean that. I mean romance.”
He grabbed my bottom and pulled me closer. I felt his own cock against my stomach—hard and fully awake. “Romance, huh? Is that what they call it here in Providence?”
I pushed at his chest, but he didn’t budge, simply chuckled, and the low timber of it had my sex instantly wet for him. Before I knew it, he had me in his arms and was carrying me to the bed. He wasted no time at all staking his claim, unclasping my osnat and sucking on his bite mark, as if he worried Fadon’s would wipe his own away. I had to admit his action had me burning for him. Territorial Lucius was right up there with a territorial Fadon.
I was a lucky woman, and I showed Lucius exactly how thankful I was.
“Oh, Boriel. All you have to do is admit it,” the man crooned. His hair was thick and long, black as a cold winter’s night. I couldn’t make out his eyes, not from all the shadows along the walls, permeating each corner. But his face was alabaster, and he had a rich, full mouth that was more pretty than masculine. And his voice… velvet and full of promises only made behind closed doors.
That voice lulled me, made my eyes heavy, made my shoulders drop, muscles melt into a comfortable fluidity. It was dangerous, that voice.
“Not even a word?” that voice went on, taunting, mocking. So mean. So insidiously lovely. “Even though we have company?”
Confused, I frowned.
“Isn’t that right, Sierra? I know you’re there, and I know you see me. Why don’t you come out of the shadows, little white Omega?”
Gasping, I woke up to Lucius leaning over me. “Wake up, Sierra. You’re having a nightmare. You’re safe.” He was rubbing my arms, and I blinked at him. Lifting my hand, he kissed my palm, his mouth warm. “These nightmares are getting bad aren’t they?”
I nodded. “Sorry if I woke you up.”
