Three Days of Dominance by Cari Silverwood

Author:Cari Silverwood
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: BDSM Fantasy Paranormal
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2011-06-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Once out from under the weeping willows, she found the nearest tree trunk and leaned on it a while, waiting for her pulse to stop hammering.

More time had passed than seemed possible, though a few latecomers still walked their dogs or strolled arm-in-arm with their lovers. Among them, in the distance, she recognized Bug Lady, the university researcher in her galoshes and her neat yellow sunglasses, despite the lateness of the day.

The sun, on the verge of setting, gleamed from behind the stand of trees on the island. Shafts of light lanced between the trunks and through the mass of leaves at the top. The shadows lower down, at ground level, shifted and squirmed, seeming to exude something ominous—as if alien creatures wormed about within the blackness. The hairs rose on her arms. She straightened, straining to see into those shadows.

Determined not to let the island spook her, Danii stayed there, watching and waiting, sure something momentous was about to occur.

Nothing did, and Heketoro didn’t come after her.

The sun softened to a muted orange glow on the horizon. She let her gaze drop and shook her head, glancing at her watch. Nearly six o’clock. “Let’s go home, Killer.” Her voice was husky from disuse.

Loneliness crowded in on her as she drove back. How could you get so miserable about missing someone who wasn’t even human? Ah, but he was a damned big, stunning hunk of faerie. No man had ever kissed her like that or given her orgasms that rivaled what he could do.

Out of habit, and because she needed to occupy her brain, she shifted the facts she’d been told around in her head. Retelling them, rolling them about, fitting things together. What sort of police officer would she be if she took everything at face value? Besides, he was the one who’d told her to think hard. Faeries might be real, but that didn’t mean they told the truth. Especially Aroha, and maybe even Heketoro.

He didn’t act like a man about to die.

Perhaps, after a hundred years, he’d grown accustomed to the idea. Still, if she was his last hope, why try to stop her helping? Wasn’t it worth trying anyway? What did he have to lose?

Me. She almost ran off the road as she forgot to look, focusing inward. Me. He’d said as much; it just hadn’t sunk in. Like the first domino to fall in a line, that brought other thoughts slotting into place. The time as a nine-year-old when she nearly drowned—there’d been a man who pulled her from the water. His words yesterday: “despite always trying to drown yourself.” Always. Why say that? Did he know about the previous accident? It could be the same lake, though she wasn’t certain. They’d lived not far from here when she was nine.

Another incident came to her, but this one was even less sure. The ex-con with the kidnap kit who’d collapsed outside her bedroom window—the doctors had diagnosed water intoxication—a strange and rare condition. Could

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