Wildfire and Steel by J J Green

Author:J J Green [Green, J J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: InfiniteBook
Published: 2019-03-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Winter had arrived quickly at the mountain castle, and the rooms had grown even colder. As Castiel’s servant, who he’d learned was called Vera, left his bed, he told her to maintain a constant fire for him. The innuendo of his request wasn’t lost on him, and he smirked as she dressed herself.

When his servant went out and closed the door, however, his smile faded. The wonder and pleasure he’d experienced when she’d offered herself to him so readily a few weeks previously had quickly palled. He’d discovered that the fruit given freely held no sweetness.

At the same time, his desire for Sable Dirksen had escalated. While Vera was in his bed, Castiel imagined she was Sable. He even used the clan leader’s name, and he acted out the degradations and perversions he planned using on her when she became his. When that might happen was still uncertain, but he believed he edged closer toward the goal every day.

Castiel threw back the covers and climbed out of bed. Despite the heating system the Dirksens had installed and the crackling fire in the grate, he shivered. The clammy chill never went away in the mountain castle abode. Castiel pulled on his pants and put on a shirt, and then the thick, padded jacket he’d ordered to be made. His clothes felt tight. He guessed he’d done some growing. His arms and chest certainly seemed more muscular.

He faced the mirror and checked out his appearance. His beard nearly covered most of his jaw and his face had lost some of its roundness. He imagined he must look similar to his father when he was young. All the more fitting that he should achieve Father’s ambition for him. What a pity he would not be around to witness it. He would have liked to make the old man proud.

It was nearly time for dinner. Castiel left his room to go downstairs to the great hall. He didn’t care about punctuality, but these days dinnertime was about the only time of the day when he could reliably speak to Sable. Most days she was gone from the castle, though she never told him where she went.

He walked down the steps, remembering that horrible period when Sable had set him to helping with the restoration of the capital. How demeaning that had been. He should have refused her request, or made his protest earlier. His most recent task of trying to extract information from the Sherrerr spy who had given away information about Ostillon had been far more enjoyable.

He hadn’t managed to find out anything useful, he had to admit, but he had had fun trying.

When Castiel strutted into the hall, he was surprised by the sight of a guest for dinner. Commander Kee had joined them. Castiel hadn’t seen the man since his first day at the castle, when he’d made the unfortunate error of killing Tremoille. He wondered what had happened to Calvaley. He hadn’t heard anything about the old man.

“Commander Kee,”

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