Page 14 of Her Silent Knight

Chapter Four

IT WAS HER.

Sinclair Rose. The witch he’d been sent to kidnap. The witch who’d brought him to his knees. The witch whose face he was seeing for the first time. Kaede’s gaze roamed over the female heading in his direction.

There was a sway to her hips. A sexy sway that he was pretty sure she wasn’t aware of. He’d been around seductresses before. Their tactics were always over the top, easy to decipher.

If this female was up to the same antics, her ways were subtle, which made her more dangerous then the female assassins he’d encountered in the past. Sexy walk or not, he wouldn’t underestimate this witch again.

Steam rose from the cup she held. She lowered her lips to the rim of the mug and blew, attempting to cool the beverage. The sight of her pursed lips sent a shiver down his spine. Kaede drank in the sight of her.

She was fucking beautiful. Shockingly so. Or maybe he just hadn’t been around clean women with combed hair in a long time. Her straight dark brown hair fell to her shoulders. Her brown eyes held a hint of gold in their depths.

And she had a body that was made for fucking. Though she was completely covered, clothes couldn’t hide her curves. Her thick thighs were wrapped in some tight jeans that weren’t actually jeans.

They were too flimsy to be jeans. He’d seen them on other women. They hadn’t looked this sexy on anyone else. Her dark blue shirt was loose fitting. It dropped to mid-thigh on her.

Despite being a size too big for her, it didn’t hide the swell of her breasts. There was no hiding those. His mouth watered. He was sure no other female had ever made him feel the things he was feeling for this witch.

Things even he couldn’t explain. That stirring inside him increased, becoming slightly uncomfortable. This made her even more dangerous to him. Her gaze dropped to below his waist. Fuck! He had a hard-on. The first one he’d had in a long fucking time. A smile crossed over the woman’s face.

“Not only have you woken up, it seems your little friend has also.”

Did she really just say little?She winked at him. There was nothing little about him. If he could speak, he’d tell her that.

“Let’s put you both back to sleep. I’ll get to the torturing part after I’ve had my hot chocolate.”

Wait. Torturing? The woman strode across the room, heading for him. He jerked his hand again. Nothing. There was no getting free. If his team could see him now, they’d be disappointed in him.

They’d laugh, but they’d be disappointed. Him, the captor, had become the captive. Kidnapped by a woman who didn’t even reach his shoulders in height. A curvy woman who he could toss over his shoulders easily and race home without breathing heavily.

That woman had done something others on this plane had attempted to do, but failed. She’d captured Kaede Oshiro. And from the sneaky grin on her face, he knew she meant what she’d just said.

She meant to torture him. Not if he could help it. Normally, he didn’t kill women. The few times he’d done so had been in order to save his own life from women who’d been sent to kill him by his enemies who were too cowardly to face him on their own.

He hadn’t enjoyed doing the deed those few times. Had even wished he’d been able to find a better way to stop them. However, if it came down to him or them, he’d always choose himself.

Kaede’s teeth sharpened, his claws elongated. With his dragon dormant, he couldn’t shift, but that didn’t stop him from calling on the energy of his sleeping dragon. He wasn’t ready to die.

He couldn’t die until he’d made those who’d betrayed him suffer. He lived for revenge. He would continue doing so. If that meant killing the sexy witch striding towards him, so be it. He watched her set her mug down on the unmovable end-table.

Once she was close enough, he reached for her with his free hand and pulled her into his lap, intent on using his sharp teeth to rip her throat out. If he killed her, whatever spell she had on these cuffs and this table would end.

However, the moment she landed in his lap, on his cock, the dragon inside him roared. Smoke billowed from Kaede’s nostrils. Dragon smoke. That hadn’t happened in decades. His beast... his inner animal... was awaking.

Shocked and unable to move, he stared down into the face of his beautiful witch. This witch, she’d awakened his beast. Earlier, her touch had made him able to utter a word. Now, his dragon was raising its head, making its presence known.

That was something the creature hadn’t done in decades. No matter how hard Kaede had tried to awaken the beast, his monster wouldn’t rise up. Now, it was roaring. And it was all because of this witch seated on his lap.

He’d done the impossible. He’d found his fated mate. She touched her hand to his cheek. Kaede’s tense body instantly relaxed and he found himself leaning into her touch. He’d really found her. Here, of all places.

Happy didn’t begin to describe what he was feeling. He had a mate. Another being to accompany him in this tough everlasting journey called life. And she wouldn’t be here if she wasn’t immortal. An immortal witch. No wonder she was strong enough to subdue him.

He’d been gifted someone powerful enough to match his strength. For the first time in a long time, the Fates were showing favor towards him. Despite his fucked-up situation, he couldn’t help but be thankful. His witch caressed his cheek.

“Sleep,” she whispered.

Her voice. He’d never grow tired of hearing it.