Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
“But she’ll fucking die!” The cry was torn from his throat. To come all this way—to come to an entirely different universe to find the other part of his soul only to lose her again—it was unthinkable. Monstrous!
Oozle stood abruptly from the table they’d been sitting at to negotiate.
“Sir Davrik, I advise you to put a rein on your emotions. After all, you wouldn’t want your week with our lovely Sonya to be cut short, would you?”
As he spoke, several of the ever-present security guards—all of them huge Thorians with spiked tails and glowing green eyes—converged around the table. None of them was under nine feet tall and all were armed with pin-point blasters capable of taking a male’s eye out at forty clicks.
Davrik knew he couldn’t fight them all. He had no weapons on him, since they were forbidden at The House of a Thousand Flowers and while he might take out two or three of them with hand-to-hand combat, there were at least ten in the immediate area. The damn Sluggorn must have sensed trouble and assigned them to be there during their negotiations.
There was nothing he could do but pretend to capitulate, he realized.
Taking a deep breath to calm the Rage that threatened to rise inside him, he nodded reluctantly.
“Very well. I suppose I will just endeavor to make this the best week of Sonya’s life—since it is to be one of her last.”
“If you’re attempting to make me feel guilty, you can save your breath,” Oozle said blandly. “We Sluggorns are a cold-blooded race—we do not feel emotions in the same way you hot-blooded humanoids do. Truly, I do not care for any of the females under my care except that they make me money and treat the customers respectfully.” He gestured to the security guards and then nodded at Davrik. “Keep a watchful eye on Sir Davrik for the remainder of his week with us, please. Just to make sure he doesn’t get any wild ideas.”
Then he oozed away, leaving Davrik sitting at the table with his hands and jaw clenched in helpless anger. Very well, if he couldn’t buy Sonya, he would steal her from this place. But how? The guards were going to be watching them carefully for the rest of their time together. How could he get past them?
Several plans appeared in his head and Davrik examined each one carefully. No matter what happened, he had to have a plan B, in case plan A failed. And a plan C in case plan B didn’t work. And so on.
Whatever happened, he wasn’t going to let Sonya go with that fucking Trollox, he swore to himself. He had crossed oceans of time and space to find her and be with her again—he wasn’t going to let her die.
Sonya was his—he was never going to let her go.
FORTY-TWO
SONYA
“So what did he say? Did he agree that you could buy me?” Sonya asked eagerly, as the big Kindred walked into her room.
But her excitement faded as the grim look on Davrik’s face told her everything she needed to know.
“He didn’t, did he? Oh, no!” She sank down on the side of the bed, her face in her hands.
Oh God, what was she going to do? She couldn’t go with that horrible Trollox—she just couldn’t! He wanted to stretch her out until he could put his cock inside her. Then he would fill her full of his burning seed so he could get her pregnant with his hideous baby! The very thought was enough to make her feel like puking and screaming and crying all at the same time. She would go crazy if he touched her again—she was sure she would!
“Sonya…baby girl…” Davrik sat beside her and put a big, warm hand on her back.
Instinctively, Sonya leaned towards him and he cuddled her close to his broad chest. Even with the bad news hanging over her head, the big Kindred still felt like shelter to her—like the only safe port in a storm. She didn’t know why she trusted him so instinctively—maybe it was his warm cedar and spice scent that drew her in and made her crave him and feel safe in his muscular arms. But to her, he felt like home in a way she could barely describe, even to herself. It was like they were meant to be together.
For a long moment, she let herself take comfort in just being held. But she couldn’t stay safe in his arms forever.
“What are we going to do?” she asked at last, looking up at him.
“I’ll tell you what I’m not going to do,” he said grimly. “I’m not going to let you be taken away by that fucking Trollox, baby girl. I don’t care how much he paid for you, you’re mine and I’m never letting you go!”