Ruthless--A Paranormal Romance by Gena Showalter

Author:Gena Showalter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HQN Books
Published: 2022-06-16T15:07:28+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

MICAH SPRINTED THROUGH Grimm Forest, ice crystals sloughing from his skin and garments, warmth returning to his extremities. Bark sliced him, tearing his clothes, his flesh. Blood trickled and ceased as wounds opened and healed, leaving thin white lines in his skin.

A wildfire stormed through his veins. The scent of citrus filled his nose, acting as a combustible fuel to his every thought. So close to Vee. The cuff around his wrist heated with increasing intensity as he drew nearer, his eternastone desperate to be reunited with hers.

Minutes ago, he’d returned to the Dusklands to discover Vee was no longer caught in the loop of invisible doorways. Or even in the area. Had Cookie visited her to give the “hard sell?” Maybe. Probably. But there’d been no sign of the queen, either.

A growl vibrated in his chest. The sandcats were long gone, too. And he didn’t miss them. Not even the tiniest bit. Good riddance! He only wished he’d had the chance to use them against their creator, as planned.

He quickened his pace. The cuff continued to heat, nearly blistering him. Closer...

A limb snapped up ahead, and his ears twitched. Toward the left. He adjusted his route and pumped his arms. His legs gobbled the distance. Eyes scanning...

There! Sunlight streamed through a canopy of tangled branches, illuminating tendrils of red. A hot blaze of satisfaction overtook every inch of him.

Vee sprinted as fast as her feet would carry her, but he gained ground fast, closing in.

Sensing him, his treacherous wife cast a panicked glance over her shoulder and yelped.

Almost there... Micah sheathed his daggers, freeing his hands, and dived. Boom! They collided and hurled toward the ground. Midair, the sides of his cloak enveloped them, creating a world of their own for one brief moment. Warm softness registered, instantly dulling the worst of his rage. Finally! He had her.

At the last second, he acted without conscious thought, twisting to take the brunt of impact, saving her from bruises, scrapes and broken bones. Even still, air erupted from her lips. Then they were rolling over dirt and rocks and slamming into a huge tree.

She recovered quickly. All claws and teeth, she fought the shackles of his arms. As he healed, she popped to a stand.

As she turned, preparing to dash off—shoeless, he realized—he lunged from his supine position and clasped her ankle, yanking her off balance. She fell, and this time he wasn’t there to soften the landing. Another burst of air from her. Did this slow her? No. She attempted to scramble away. This time, he held firm.

Dousing all guilt, Micah flittered to a stand and hauled her to her feet. He wasn’t gentle about it.

“Do not run,” he snapped—and let her go.

Miracle of miracles, she obeyed, spinning to face him. “Why are you as cold as ice?” Glaring at him, puffing for breath, she snarled, “Never mind. I don’t care. Take this collar off me, you Neanderthal!”

Neanderthal? He raised his chin a notch. “The collar stays. And I’m cold because I took a forced trip to the Winterlands—where I found your precious ice beast.

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