Wild Lands (Savage Lands Book 2) by Stacey Marie Brown

Author:Stacey Marie Brown [Brown, Stacey Marie & Brown, Stacey Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-08T18:30:00+00:00

The instant I shut the door, the room collapsed on itself, filling with taut energy. Stuffed and tight against my skin. The energy between us before Rosie interrupted left me feeling like I had a spike in the gut. I couldn’t decipher my feelings.

“You gave away a fortune,” Warwick grunted. “You realize how stupid that was, right?”

Probably not. Besides my time in Halálház, where money didn’t come into play, I had never been without. Never had to worry or think about money. Even our meals in restaurants were taken care of. Markos’s assistant handled tabs. I never carried cash.

I was broke now, but I could never regret giving the dress to Rosie. She needed it far more than I did.

Swallowing, I turned around, brushing off his question, my attention on other things. I sat on the bed, the silence stifling the air.

“Both times you rescued me… you knew where to be.” I cleared my throat. “How to get me out.”

He didn’t respond, the chair across the room creaking with his weight as he sat down.

“You know how to make bombs?”

“I have connections.” He tipped back in the rickety chair, propping his boot on the bed.

I nodded, twisting my fingers into the duvet. “How do we stop this?”

He sighed, his head tipping back into the cushion, his eyes on the ceiling. “I wish I knew. I’ll start asking around, but we need to be careful.” His grave expression met mine. “We don’t know what this is. And even in the fae world, something unnatural is typically treated with mistrust. Any enemy that finds out you are connected to me… will use it against me and vice-versa.”

“Fuck.” I pulled my legs up to my chest, laying my forehead on my knees. I hadn’t even thought of that. Warwick’s list of enemies was probably extensive, and mine was growing every moment.

So much had changed since the last time we were in this room together, but my head kept returning to the moments we sat in these very spots, talking.

I peered up at him. “Why did you give me to Killian?”

He turned his head out the window. “Don’t tell me you were suffering.”

“Screw you,” I said evenly. “You have no clue what really went on behind those walls. Don’t sit here acting like you did me a favor. You betrayed me, Warwick. Sold me.”

He downed a hefty gulp of alcohol.

“Was it your plan the whole time?”

I watched him shift slightly in his chair. I tried to reach out and sense any emotions, but as if my hand got slapped, I felt him knock me back. Blocking me.

“Ah.” I pursed my lips. “Pretend to save me from Halálház only so you could sell me to him yourself.” One leg slipped to the floor, the other curled in front of me. “Well done.”

He drank more.

“Why keep me for three days then? Why not trade me right away?”

“Kovacs,” he rumbled my name.

“No, I’m curious. Since you find me so physically repulsive, I know you didn’t keep me to get a bit of fun.

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