Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 101147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Meg lets her head fall forward. “What would happen to me if they managed to kill Beck and Ci?”
I don’t even want to think about it. “Right now there would be a riot if you hit the open market. The tournament would be huge and bloody. I don’t think Roan intends to allow that to happen. He fully intends to take you when you’re available. If he gets his fangs into you, no one will question his claim.”
“I don’t understand any of this. Not really.” Meg sounds tired, her voice soft and weary.
Meg didn’t grown up on the linked planes. She was born on the Earth plane. It’s a difficult plane to travel to. It’s very isolated. She doesn’t have any real comprehension of how special she is.
She needs to understand the power she has over Roan. “Royals are raised to treat a woman like you with great reverence. If you play your cards right, he’ll take care of you no matter what happens. But you should understand, he’ll have a price for his care. He’ll feed off you, and he’ll definitely want to fuck you.”
Meg shudders.
“It’s going to be okay.” I can’t imagine how scared she must be. “They don’t understand what Beck is. Roan is a royal. He was raised to be polite around women like you. Just be sweet, and he won’t let anything happen to you. It shouldn’t be too long before Beck shows up and blows the roof off this place.”
But a lot can happen in a short amount of time. Roan is a royal, but I bet the rest of his men are peasants. Peasants don’t have the same worshipful reverence for consorts that royals do. If the rest of Roan’s team decides they can make more by selling Meg, they will. If they give her to Torin—I don’t want to think about what will happen to her.
Beck can handle these guys easily, but Beck isn’t here. I’m responsible for Meg and for Kaja.
I have to get them away from here.
“Can you move at all?” I ask.
I’m bound tightly in sonic cuffs. The mercenaries are well equipped. They brought along all the latest sonic equipment. The swords at their sides can slice through flesh with almost no effort. If they manage to get Beck in hand, they can kill him. Killing Beck will almost certainly kill Cian.
“I have some room, but it could take me a while.” Meg’s arms move, struggling against her bonds. They might not be sonic, but the old ways work, too.
“I can’t get out of these.” I need to know the locking sequence. Even if I can get Meg free, I won’t be able to get out of these cuffs. Still, I have to try. If she can run, she needs to. “If you can make it over here, I might be able to use my teeth to loosen those ties.”
“Or we could wait for Kaja to get me out.” Meg nods toward the front of the tent where Kaja is nosing her way through the flap.
I never saw anything as beautiful as that wolf. Kaja will save Meg. There isn’t any hope for me, but maybe the women can get to Beck. I’m startled to realize all that matters is that they are safe. If I can ensure their safety, I’m going to be okay with whatever happens to me.
Kaja shifts, her form moving easily from wolf to one gorgeous, naked woman. She stands, her perfectly shaped breasts bouncing slightly as she walks toward Meg. She really is lovely. Damn. I might never get her breasts in my mouth. I really should have sucked her pink nipples last night, but I didn’t quite manage to get my face out of her pussy.
“Kaja, you need to get Meg out of here.”
She turns her face up, lips curling softly. For a woman performing what amounts to grand theft consort, she’s remarkably calm. “Yes, that was my plan, Dante.”
She moves around to Meg’s back.
I wonder how much time we have. If she manages to get my cock out, I can probably get off really fast. It might be my last time. Even a hummer will work. One last blow job before I sacrifice myself.
Meg shakes her head, seeming to read my mind. Or she sees the tent in my pants. “Dante, seriously? What is wrong with you?”
Nothing, from what I can tell. Meg is staring at my erection. It pushes my pants up admirably. Nope. Nothing wrong with that. And my fangs are out. I’m fully functional. “She’s naked. You can’t expect me to think about my inevitable death when my wife is walking around with all her pretty pink parts on display. Now, Meg, I really don’t care if you watch or not, but Kaja and I need to say good-bye in the nastiest way I can possibly achieve with my hands and feet tied.”