Bound to Secrets by Nina Croft

Author:Nina Croft [Croft, Nina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Psychics, Literature & Fiction, Werewolves & Shifters, Paranormal, Romance
Published: 2012-12-07T22:00:00+00:00

I’ll be close by.

Connor.

Then he went back into the room and placed the note on the table where she would see it when she woke. When he came back out, they were all still there. He got the distinct impression they’d been talking about him.

Anya came to stand beside him and rested her hand on his arm. “Connor, go to bed,” she said. “We’ll watch out for her.”

He knew it was sensible. He glanced at the monitor—someone had switched it on—and saw Keira sleeping. He had no clue how long she would stay that way. “Don’t go in there if she wakes,” he said. “And come and get me if there’s any change. And—”

“Connor, go to bed.”

He glanced at Sebastian who regarded him with an expression of wry amusement that Connor wasn’t sure he liked. Actually, he was sure—he didn’t like it.

He closed his eyes, counted to ten, and forced the tension from his muscles. When he opened his eyes, they were all still watching him.

“I’m going to bed,” he announced, turned around and stalked from the room.

***

She was warm and dry. Positively cozy—all she had ever asked for when living on the moors.

The bed was soft and the pillow deep and she snuggled down for a moment longer. She didn’t want to open her eyes, she was so comfortable, but something tugged at her memory.

Connor.

Making love.

Nearly killing him.

Taking the pills.

Her eyes opened. She was no longer on the moors, that much was clear. She lay on a bed in a small room, with no windows. For a few seconds claustrophobia threatened to overtake her. She’d spent a year in a cell when she had first become telepathic and the nightmares still haunted her from that time. She breathed in deeply and forced the panic down. Someone had left a bottle of water on the table and she drank, trying to get rid of the dry, sour taste in her mouth. Then she saw the note. Picking it up, she ran her hands across the script. Was he close?

She examined her surroundings some more. A fridge stood in the corner, hopefully with some food—her stomach rumbled at the thought. And a camera hung in the corner of the room, but at least they’d made no attempt to hide it. Were they watching her even now? Was Connor watching her?

She pushed off the blanket and swung her feet to the floor. Her legs shook a little, but she locked her muscles and managed to stand. A couple of shaky steps took her to the small bathroom, and she leaned over the sink and splashed her face with water.

A mirror hung above the sink and for the first time in years, she stared into her own face.

She was pretty. Sort of. Her face was too thin, but she was okay, not horrible anyway, and her eyes were unusual.

Back in the bedroom, she studied her new home. A huge bunch of flowers stood on a shelf by the door, all sorts, mixed colors. Leaning down, she breathed in the sweet scent.

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