Loving Nightmares (I.S.S. Book 4) by M. Sinclair

Author:M. Sinclair [Sinclair, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lost & Bound Publishing
Published: 2023-02-27T00:00:00+00:00

14

ARABELLA

After a long shower, I was feeling substantially better. Saint had yet to return, but I was able to find everything I needed. I got dressed in a pair of black shorts, something that was more than unusual for me to wear, and a black tank top. I brushed my hair back and braided it before leaving the suite and taking the hallway back upstairs.

I could hear my mates talking, but they were being quiet about it, to the point that I couldn’t understand what they were saying. When I reached the top of the stairs, my gaze met Ashur’s, his sunglasses cast aside and his unusual gaze filled with…something.

“Flower, you’re done already.” Saint sounded surprised.

I nodded and offered all of them a small smile. “Sorry about that. I’m feeling much better—Zain!” I let out a small giggle as the man flashed across the space and lifted me up, kissing me lightly before letting me slide down his frame.

Cy appeared next to him and brushed his lips over my forehead, seemingly to assure himself of my state after a quick look over.

“What are you guys talking about?” I asked curiously, noticing that Razar, Blackwell, and Saint specifically appeared to be having a silent conversation. Seeing Saint serious wasn’t something I was used to. The other two didn’t seem super upset, just tense, which somehow made it more confusing.

“Just want to make sure you’re okay,” Damian answered for them.

“And our plans for when we arrive,” Amun added.

“Oh.” I looked over Ashur’s head and towards an upcoming land mass. “Are we nearly there?”

“Soon,” he said, standing and taking a step in my direction. I slipped from between Cy and Zain to meet him, not hesitating to wrap my arms around him. I shivered as his large hand wrapped around the back of my neck, tilting it back while examining my expression.

“What are they talking about?” I asked again, knowing Damian and Amun hadn’t given me the full truth. The others probably wouldn’t tell me, but Ashur… I had a feeling he would.

“Why you could be sick,” he answered immediately.

That answer surprised me, because with how weird the guys were acting—the silent conversations, the meaningful glances at each other—I thought it’d be something different. I gave him a quick, appreciative kiss before turning in his arms and nearly jolting back, finding Razar right there.

“I’m serious, it’s probably nothing,” I assured Razar, resting my hand on his chest. He let out a low rumble of disagreement. I expected Saint to make a quip, but instead he just sat down, offering me a reckless smile that didn’t hide the concern in his gaze.

“Okay, something is totally up,” I pressed. Each of them stared at me with guilty expressions—except for Blackwell. He was just staring at me. “Come on—fess up, just freakin’ tell me.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea. We don’t want you to worry,” Damian said.

“Well now I’m annoyed and worried.” I narrowed my eyes, trying to keep my demeanor light, and walked towards Blackwell.

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