The Road to Wolfe (The Sanctuary Series Book 4) by Nikita Slater

Author:Nikita Slater [Slater, Nikita]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-28T18:30:00+00:00

Twenty-Four

Since our ill-fated dinner when we fought and half the meal ended up on the floor, Wolfe has sent me an invitation to dine with him every evening since. One week. Seven meals.

With each sit-down interaction I have with him, my level of comfort around him grows. I’m becoming used him in a strange sort of way. He’s gradually becoming less larger-than-life and god-like and becoming more of a man in my eyes. There's still an invisible tension that constantly brews in the air between us, but I’ve become more used to the feeling. I don't yet know what it means, but I don't hate it anymore.

As usual, I put extra care into my outfit while berating myself that it doesn't matter. Not only doesn't Wolfe care about what I wear to dinner, but I shouldn't care what he thinks. Still, every evening I go back to the palace and prepare myself. After saying a quick mental thank you to the crew who built our new wells and restored running water to most of the city, I take a long leisurely bath, running a blade over my legs and in my armpits to remove any excess stubble. While many women allow their hair to grow, I've developed an appreciation for bare skin. It comes from my time in the harem when all the women were ordered to maintain a certain appearance. Though I resent the idea of having to be perfect in order to please a Warlord, I do love the smooth silky texture of my legs as I run my hands over them, as I rub lotion into my skin. It makes me feel more refined in a world forced to embrace the wild. I like the ritual of grooming myself, emphasizing my femininity, while maintaining a deadly quality underneath.

Tonight, I choose a pair of soft leather pants that cling to my thighs. A leather corset is cinched at my waist with a sleeveless white shirt underneath. I leave my shoulders and arms bare except for leather wrist cuffs which are a common symbol worn by warriors. Leather is difficult for zombie teeth to penetrate so warriors often wear leather strategically across their bodies to protect potential bite zones.

I also wear my holster low on my hips, just above the edge of the corset. Strapped to my thigh is my knife. No matter what I'm doing, my weapons go with me.

I make my way to the Warlord's chambers, nodding distractedly at my guards as they escort me and then take their sentry positions on either side of the door when I go in. As has become my usual, I make my way through the chambers to the solarium where I work on the plants that have begun to blossom under my care.

It has become a ritual that Wolfe comes and finds me here when he’s ready to eat. Sometimes he shows up within a few minutes, other times it takes him an hour, depending on if he got held up in the city.

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