Controlling the King of Floods (Kings of Disaster Book 4) by Lola Glass

Author:Lola Glass [Glass, Lola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Zoran stared at me with narrowed eyes.

I took yet another bite of my soup, still looking pointedly at the space above his head.

Lya had come up with an excuse and abandoned me to the king shortly after he arrived. I didn’t really blame her; his magic was thick in the air, making it hard to breathe.

He’d taken her seat immediately, and the staring had begun. He hadn’t signed anything to me yet. I didn’t know if that meant he was furious, or not sure what to say.

Maybe both.

I took another bite of soup.

He waited.

“This is nice,” I remarked as I scooped the last tiny bit of liquid from my bowl, then lifted the spoon back to my mouth.

He continued waiting.

I finally stood up, clearing my throat. Zoran took my bowl off the table and carried it back to the vendor I’d gotten it from. He signed something to the man that I couldn’t see. I assumed it was either a “thank you,” or a, “starve my mate next time”.

I hoped for the first, obviously.

Not wanting to sit and wait for him to explode at me or anything, I grabbed my bags of dresses and started back in the direction I’d been walking, so I could see the rest of the vendors.

Zoran snagged my arm before I made it three feet, stepping behind me as he turned me, and taking my bags as he did. When he started walking back toward my house, I didn’t have much of a choice but to walk with him.

Neither of us said or signed a thing as we went.

The air was thick with water, and I started to worry that I’d really pissed him off. He got unpredictable in his anger, though I knew him well enough to know that no matter how furious he was, he would never do anything to hurt me.

I still didn’t want to make him mad, though.

It felt like we’d been walking for hours when we finally reached my house, though I knew it had only been a fraction of that. Zoran led me to the edge of my bed, and then sat me down on it.

He turned his back to me as he started putting my new dresses in my closet. His movements were rough, but other than that, there was no sign of his anger.

I bit my lip anyway, wishing he would just yell at me and get it over with.

His shoulders did seem fractionally more relaxed when he turned back to me after everything in one of the bags had been hung up.

Lifting his hands, he signed, “It scared the hell out of me to wake up alone here.” He gestured toward the bed, then continued. “I didn’t know where you were, or if something had happened to you.”

Oh.

I released my lip from between my teeth, lifting my hands to sign too.

He gave me a sharp “No,” followed by, “Speak to me, Cier.”

“Okay. I didn’t think about it scaring you, so I’m sorry it did. That wasn’t my intention.

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