Brave (A Wicked Trilogy Book 3) by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Author:Jennifer L. Armentrout
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Tags: Brave
Publisher: Jennifer L. Armentrout
Published: 2017-12-10T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 19

The mode of transportation was a surprisingly smart one. A florist van, except there weren’t any flowers. Just a bench running along one side and the other side contained chains bolted into the side.

This was a true kidnappers’ van.

Kalen and Dane were up front. Faye stayed behind out of concern for her being recognized since we didn’t know if there’d be fae working the gates or if the fae would possibly recognize her right off the bat. The thing was, if there were fae at the gate, they would sense what Kalen and Dane were immediately. The van was to not attract any attention leading up to the gate, but it wasn’t going to get us through it.

Being outside of Hotel Good Fae was . . . God, it was hard to put into words, but it hadn’t been easy for me. While Faye and the guys walked out of the opening in the wall beyond the courtyard as if it were no big deal, my stomach twisted like it was full of vipers. Everyone had been talking, but I hadn’t been listening. I’d stopped at the opening, my feet unable to move.

Ren had placed his hand on the center of my back. He hadn’t spoken, but I knew he’d sensed my wariness. It was probably etched into my face. With him by my side, I’d stepped outside the protection of the courtyard and quickly realized it was warmer than the last time I’d been outside. More normal temps for October in New Orleans.

It had been strange walking out of the courtyard, into the world that existed beyond the glamour of Hotel Good Fae. Even though I knew that Drake and his minions were far away, I half-expected them to appear out of thin air.

They didn’t.

A part of me still waited for there to be some kind of trap, for the Prince to suddenly appear and tell us we’d been played. The other half of me wanted to run around, breathing in all the good and bad scents of the city.

I didn’t get to do the last part. There wasn’t a lot of time to process that I was . . . free.

“We’re nearing the gate.” Kalen peered through the open window separating the front of the van.

Sitting beside me on the bench, Ren nodded. “Got it.”

Kalen closed the door, and I exhaled roughly as I ran my hands over the knees of my tactical pants.

“You nervous?” Ren asked quietly.

I started to say no, but then nodded. “A little. Been a while since I even wore a pair of pants like this.”

His gaze flickered over me. “You look damn good in them.”

“Thanks.” I shot him a grin. Truth be told, they were looser than they should’ve been this morning, but it felt good pulling them on.

I quieted when the van eased to a stop, hating that I couldn’t see anything, but both Ren and I tensed. His hand went to the iron dagger at his waist and mine went to where I had one secured to my thigh.

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