Chain Me (The Ellie Gray Chronicles Book 2) by Lana Sky

Author:Lana Sky [Sky, Lana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lana Sky
Published: 2019-12-08T18:30:00+00:00

Vicci D’arte

Morning came with the intensity of a punch—literally. Ruthlessly aimed, it slammed against my abdomen and the pain jolted me from a fitful sleep. Gasping, I rolled onto my side, clutching my stomach. Every breath hurt. It was as though my lungs were in a vise grip. An invisible fist squeezed only to release. Again. Each vicious cramping wave left me writhing over the sheets.

“What’s wrong?” The door flew open and Dublin rushed in. Pale dawn light painted him in shades of gold, making him seem more angel than Devil. He wore a fresh gray suit, his hair slicked back, his overall appearance perfection.

Gritting my teeth, I sat upright and placed my feet on the floor, my back to him. “Nothing,” I said even as another wave of pain stole my breath away. My eyelids fluttered as I inhaled through my nose, gripping the sheets so tightly that my nails pierced the fabric. Eventually, the tension subsided, and I attempted to disguise my rigid posture with a shrug. “I’m fine.”

He didn’t move—and his concern irritated me far more than it should have. Now he wanted to care after accusing me of being a suicidal traitor. Yesterday’s Eleanor might have forgiven him, swayed by the display.

Not me.

“I’m fine,” I hissed, biting the words out. “And I’d rather be alone now, if you please. How else will I contact my sister via telepathic Morse code and give our location away?”

He moved—a series of slow, heavy footsteps that paused near the threshold. “I’ll be gone for the day,” he told me, his tone devoid of warmth once more. “When I return tonight, be ready. There is clothing in the wardrobe—”

“Fine,” I snapped, deliberately avoiding asking him where he planned on taking me.

“And…”

I could almost taste his hesitation, cracking his callous façade.

“If you need me, ask for me.”

“I won’t.” I eyed my fingers lazily, inspecting the nails. They were trembling and I balled them into fists to hide it—though the act was in vain.

He was already gone, marching down the hall and then the staircase.

Alone, I crawled onto the center of the mattress, tense in anticipation of another bout of pain. I’d never felt anything like it before. Was this a new phase of the cancer I’d deliberately avoided thinking about until now?

Fear goaded my pulse into a frantic thrum. I tossed and turned, wavering on calling for Dublin after all. My lips parted. Closed. Parted again…

If I did call for him, it wouldn’t be out of weakness. Just in case I truly was dying, he deserved to be told what an ass he was to his face. That was all.

When footsteps approached my room, I sat upright, wondering if my thoughts alone had conjured him. But no. A smiling woman wearing a plain gray dress approached the foot of my bed, holding a tray. On it was a simple breakfast and a nondescript black cup containing a suspicious-looking liquid.

Once she left, I ate quickly, tasting nothing. The food helped. After a few

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