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He chuckled. “Would you like to come eat with me? The kitchen staff will have gone home by now, but I’m sure we can find something.”
“Gods yes. I’m starving.”
He placed his hand on the small of my back and led us to the kitchen. I perched myself on the counter and watched as he went through the cabinets and gathered food on a platter.
I snickered when he set it down next to me. I picked up an apple and took a bite.
“What’s so funny?” he asked, taking a bite of my apple as I offered it to him.
“I just never imagined that a Lord would ever serve me food.”
“Little gem, once we are mated, I’ll be serving you in many ways.”
I felt my cheeks flush. Ryker put his hands on my knees and spread my legs. He stepped between them. I bit my lip and his eyes flicked down to the motion. He leaned forward and kissed up my neck.
“Ryker,” I breathed. “I thought you wanted to eat.” His calloused hands moved up my thighs making my breath catch.
“There’s only one thing I want to eat right now.”
And I wanted nothing more than to satiate his appetite. We were both starving for each other.
“We can’t.” My voice was a pained whisper.
He stopped his languid motions along my neck and raised his head. His silver eyes darted between mine.
“There hasn’t been an attack in weeks. If she were going to attack again, she would have done so by now. If you’re worried about the mating trial, I’ll take care of it. Unless…you no longer want—”
“Stop.” I pressed my finger against his lips. “I will always want you, wantus. So don’t say that.”
He nipped at my finger and smiled. “Alright.”
“But I’m still worried. It just feels too…easy. What if we’re wrong, and it wasn’t her after all?”
He stepped back and crossed his arms. I tried not to pay attention to his hardened length pressing against the seam of his pants.
“You think we should wait a bit longer to see if another attack happens?”
I nodded. “Has she said anything?”
“No. Nothing of use at least. She’s only demanded to be released.”
I looked off to the side. “Can you not go into her mind and figure it out for yourself?” I glanced back at him.
“I tried.” His face revealed no emotion. “Something is off about her mind and I don’t know what it is. While I can hear her active thoughts, everything else is…blocked off somehow.” His jaw tensed. “I attempted several times, pushing and trying everything I could but,” he shrugged his shoulders, “I couldn’t get access to her mind.”
“How is that possible? Has anything ever happened like that before?”
“I don’t exactly do it often, but no, I’ve never encountered a mind I couldn’t penetrate.” He swallowed. “My guess is it has something to do with that dark magic but I honestly don’t know.”
Dark magic is really starting to piss me off.
“Did she at least confirm or deny that she was behind the Glaev? Or that she was present in Helerie?”
We need something to work with.
He shook his head and that didn’t make me feel any better about it. At the very least, I expected her to lie and deny the allegations against her. “What about the book? Has it said anything about the Glaev or how to stop it? Or how it’s wielded?”
“Not specifically. But some of the Scholar’s notes are starting to make more sense. He talks about power retention, conduits, and adaptation, but I don’t know what all of that means yet.” I hung my head and sighed. “I’m trying. I really am. But I don’t want to risk us being wrong and be the reason that Oryn suffers even more.”
