Page 35 of Her Silent Knight

Chapter Ten

IT WAS WARM AND COZY.

Sinclair couldn’t recall the last time she’d felt this comfortable. Snuggling underneath the blanket, she buried her face in its warmth. This almost reminded her of home. Not because of the rough fur rubbing against her skin.

Thatreminded her that she was in the Frostlands. It was the sensation of safety she was experiencing that was reminding her of home. It was a feeling that made her think everything would be alright.

Like when she and her sister would pretend they were asleep as their parents did their final walk-through of the house before going to bed. Her dad would check to make sure all of the doors were locked.

Then her mother would say a spell of protection over the house and all of those who dwelled within. After the house was secure, they’d come to Sin and Shade’s bedroom to check on them.

Only then, would they retire for the night. That was their nightly ritual all of Sin’s life. From when she was a child and shared a room with her sister. Until she became a teen and finally got her own room, which her sister often snuck into during the night.

Gosh, she missed those days. She missed her family. She missed her dad’s smile. Her mom’s laughter. Her sister’s constant chattering. She missed her coven and her best friends. A tear trickled down Sin’s cheek. She wanted to go home.

“Everything will be alright, treasure.”

She was even starting to hallucinate. She could’ve sworn she heard a sexy voice whisper in her ear.

“I’ll protect you.”

Yeah, she was definitely hallucinating. She’d been in this place too long. Two years too long. Nights like this, well, mornings like this were the worst. She tried not to let depression kick in.

Sometimes, she couldn’t help it. It kicked in at random times and once it had her in its grip, it was hard to shake it loose. After two years of being stuck here, it was hard to be optimistic about her future, about being saved, about surviving long enough to be saved.

Though sunlight drifted in through the threadbare fabric covering her window, Sin’s mood was dark as night. More tears trickled down her cheeks. Today was no time for a pity party. Her list of things to do was too long for a pity party.

At the top of that list was, torture a dragon. Sin raised her hand to wipe the tears from her eyes but paused when she realized she couldn’t move her hand. What the fuck? She lifted her head from underneath the fur to stare at her hand.

She was handcuffed to her fucking bed. No way. Impossible. There was no way for her to be handcuffed to her bed. Both hands. To the bed. No way. Panicking, she tried to pull her hands free of the cuffs.

Even as she did so, she knew her actions were pointless. Her brain knew that. Her panicking heart was telling her to do anything to break free. How the hell had this happened? How the hell was she going to get free?

Wait, magic. Duh. She was a fucking witch. Brain finally starting to work, Sin whispered a spell to free herself. The handcuffs glowed bright red for a moment then returned to their silver color.

Magic dampening cuffs. She was fucked. Totally fucked. With no lube. Fucked with a huge dinosaur dick and no lube. How? Who? When? Sin tried to sit up. That was when she noticed the massive arm pinning her down.

How the hell had she not noticed that before? It wasn’t the warmth of the blanket she’d been feeling. It was the hot ass creature behind her. Her entire body tensed when the creature moved slightly. Something rubbed across her ass.

Her bare ass.Why was her ass bare? And why was there a hard dick rubbing across her bare ass? Who the fuck was in her cabin? What to do? With her magic not working, she felt completely helpless. Helpless and pissed the fuck off. She nearly jumped out of her skin when the creature behind her spoke.

“I know you’re awake. Say something.”

That voice! A wave of dizziness washed over her. That voice was the reason she’d felt safe. That was the voice she’d heard in her dreams. The voice that had been telling her she’d be alright, that he’d protect her.

That was the voice of the creature who’d cuffed her to her bed. The voice of her dragon. Memories from earlier flooded her brain as her body stiffened against the beast behind her.

She’d tried to torture him. Epic fail. All she’d succeeded in doing was hurting herself and causing herself to pass out. How had he gotten free? The chains that held him in place were spelled.

Even if her magic had backfired on her and caused her to pass out, the spell on those chains should’ve held. They hadn’t. The dragon was free. And she was handcuffed to the bed and he was holding her. Holding her? Sin was both afraid and confused.

“Do you remember what happened earlier?” Her dragon asked.

Fuck yeah! That didn’t mean she had to answer him. Sin’s eyes darted around the room. Well, as much of the room as she could see without moving. There was nothing close to her that she could use as a weapon. Wait... under her pillow...

“I removed the dagger you had under your pillow.”

Bitch ass dragon!