The Rogue King by Abigail Owen

Author:Abigail Owen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dragons & Mythical Creatures Fantasy;Action & Adventure Fantasy;Fantasy Adventure Fiction;Myth & Legend Fantasy eBooks;Paranormal & Urban Fantasy;Paranormal Werewolves & Shifters Romance;Humorous Fantasy;Shifter Romance;Dragons;Clan;Sexy;PNR;Paranormal Romance;Rogue;Alpha Hero;King;Suspenseful;MMP;Mass Market Paperback Romance;Abigail Owen;Entangled;Single Title;Full Length Romance;Amara;Bodyguard;Protector;Vengeance;War;Enemies to Lovers;Forbidden Romance;Revenge;Royalty;Scotland;France;Mate;Clan;Dark Romance
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-05-28T16:00:00+00:00

XI

They sure treat a phoenix well around this place.

Kasia had been escorted to a private room. The cave system housed deep within the mountain of Ben Nevis, where the Blue Clan lived, turned out to be a massive home for all the dragons, with suites built into the rock like a honeycomb network. Soft white lights, which gave the appearance of natural sunlight, originated from a balcony window she had yet to explore and lined the ceiling.

Built and designed into the natural caverns, her favorite part was the matching en suite bathroom that boasted a spa tub, large enough to swim laps in, sunk into the floor, lit from below like her own private pool.

After a long soak in the tub and changing into the clothing provided to her, she felt a million times better. Granted, the clothes they gave her were also frillier than her typical jeans and tank top. The most casual outfit she’d found in the closet involved slim fitting black capris slacks with silver embroidery along the hem and pockets, and a deep blue cap-sleeved silk blouse that displayed way more cleavage than she was strictly comfortable with. At least she’d found a pair of silver ballet flats among the collection of stilettos. No way was she torturing her feet with those contraptions.

She’d picked up a book from a pile that had been thoughtfully provided, but mostly to kill time until something else happened.

The sharp rap of someone knocking on her door disturbed the serene silence of her cave bedroom. Kasia gratefully hopped up to answer it.

No peep hole in the door. That seemed like a bad idea.

“Who is it?” she called through the heavy wooden door.

“Brand.”

Finally. When he hadn’t shown up while she was with the healer, or when she was brought to her room, she’d figured he was doing a download with the king, or Ladon as she’d been asked to call the man in line to be her mate.

But then she’d waited hours.

His room was next door, she’d been told, and Brand was the only person she knew here. While she’d been treated with kindness, she could use seeing a familiar face. With a smile, she swung the door open, doing her best to ignore the eager hopping of her heart. Harder to ignore when Brand ran his gaze over her and suddenly everywhere he’d touched her last night flared to strung-out life. Meanwhile, the sight of him in a new pair of jeans and black T-shirt was doing wicked things to her, heating her up.

“You combed your hair.” He’d also pulled the sides back. She’d never been into longer hair on men, but she found Brand’s worked for him. She grinned and resisted the urge to reach out and muss it back up.

Tawny eyes, a predator’s eyes, stared back at her, but with a distance that hadn’t been there before now.

Growing more irritated with his attitude, Kasia proceeded to have a conversation with herself, filling in Brand’s part for him.

“What do you think of your new digs, Kasia?” she rumbled in a deep bass, her attempt at a Brand impersonation.

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