The Runaway Witch (The Cursed Prince Book 2) by Teresa Roman

Author:Teresa Roman [Roman, Teresa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Nicolai

It took us almost three hours to drive from Syracuse to Buffalo where Owen lived. By the time we arrived, night had already fallen. Maria insisted that we find a hotel room and wait until morning to visit Willow’s brother.

“We can’t show up at his house in the middle of the night,” Maria said. “And besides, I need to rest. You have to remember I’m not as young as you are.”

I wanted to protest, but before the words left my mouth, I realized Maria was right. She needed to recuperate, and I owed her the respect of not complaining about it. Besides, Willow’s brother would probably be a lot more cooperative if he wasn’t woken up in the middle of the night by his sister’s lover. Ex-lover. The word wounded me. I didn’t want to be Willow’s ex anything.

“We’ll find her, Nicolai,” Maria said, trying to soothe my obvious desperation. “I promise.”

“I can’t shake this feeling that if we don’t get to her soon, something bad will happen.”

“We don’t know for certain that Peter’s mother had anything to do with what happened to Grace. Your brothers chased her out of the castle before you killed her son. She didn’t see what happened. Perhaps she thinks he’s still alive. Which means she’s probably looking for him. Not Willow.”

Normally, I trusted Maria’s instincts, but this time I wasn’t so sure. Her theory made sense, but I couldn’t help but worry that it was wishful thinking. Grace was dead, and I had a hard time believing it was at her own hand. But that didn’t mean Maria was wrong. Maybe Peter’s mother was searching for her son. Hopefully, by the time she realized that he was dead, I would have already found Willow.

We checked into a hotel, the nicest one in Buffalo, but despite the fancy accommodations, I barely slept. It was like I’d forgotten how to fall asleep without Willow in my arms. I howled into the pillow, furious with my brothers—most of all, Frederic—and angry with myself. The more time that passed, the more doubt took hold. How could I have so enormously misjudged what I’d thought Willow and I had? Was I destined to live out the rest of my life alone? Without Willow I didn’t feel whole. She had saved me in more ways than one. And then she’d turned around and left me in such a state of torment that I couldn’t even put it into words. Every part of me ached. Consumed with thoughts of my mate, I drifted in and out of sleep.

In the morning, I met Maria downstairs for breakfast at the hotel’s restaurant.

“You look like hell,” she said as I sat down across from her.

“I don’t remember asking for your opinion,” I snapped.

“I’m sorry. It was rude of me to offer it.”

I shook my head. “No, I’m the one who should be apologizing.”

“You know, from the moment I saw Willow and you in the same room together, I knew your brothers were right about her being the one to break your curse.

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