Flux Flame (A Flame Moon Novel by K.J. Jackson

Author:K.J. Jackson
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: K.J. Jackson

{ Chapter 15 }

Charlotte stood in the middle of her room. In the middle of her jail. The fire in the open fireplace was flaming high, and she vaguely thought about stepping into the crackle, letting it consume her. But the brandy had dulled all emotion to such a level that she didn’t even care to move her feet, much less to kill herself.

She had come into the room in a full-out rage, tears waterfalling off her face, and had stripped down to nakedness the second the door to the room closed. Her sapphire gown went into a heap by the door, crushing the elegance out of it. She wasn’t going to let Damen’s finery define her body a moment longer than necessary.

Her blond hair hung straight down her back, free from the ponytail she preferred. In Damen’s world, braids were okay, ponytails were not, so Charlotte mostly let it hang loose. By her left pinky toe, the carafe of brandy was now on its side, only a dribble of the amber liquid pooled in a line along the bottom of the glass.

As the carafe had emptied, so did her emotions.

Failure was the only thing in her mind. Blinking like a neon sign, over and over again. Failure. She had failed Triaten. Failed their love. Failed to protect him. Failed to protect herself. Failure.

She racked her brain, trying to come up with the moment when she failed. She had worked so hard to keep Triaten out of her mind, but she must have slipped, when, she wasn’t sure. But there was no other way Damen could have known about Triaten. It had to have happened when she was in the maze. The old hag could have been in there, when Charlotte’s thoughts of Triaten were easy pickings. Or had she talked in her sleep? That was likely. Damn the dark. She had done this to herself. And now she was paying for her weakness.

“I knew you would abide by your promise. But this is unexpected.”

Damen’s voice filled the room behind Charlotte. She hadn’t even heard the door open. She didn’t bother to move. Didn’t bother to acknowledge his presence. She knew he would make himself welcome to her room, to her body.

Damen stepped around her, blocking her view of the fire. He stood, jacket and tie gone, his white shirt half open. He watched her intently for long minutes without further words. Naked be-dammed, Charlotte refused to shift under his gaze.

“I see it—you’re still hoping against hope he didn’t believe you, aren’t you? You show it too easily, Charlotte. For all that you have managed to hide from me, this is plain on your face.” He reached into his pocket, pulling out the phone. “Since you seem to doubt, there is something you need to see.”

Betrayal whipped across her face, as her hands flew into fists. “You promised you would set him free. Do him no harm.”

“Easy, kitten,” Damen said calmly. “He is free. Apparently, in more ways than one.”

“What?” Charlotte asked, confusion clear.

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