Prince of Fate (Lions of Pride Island Book 2) by Terry Bolryder

Author:Terry Bolryder [Bolryder, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-05-24T12:00:00+00:00

Chapter 2

Amber awoke to the feel of soft sheets surrounding her, and for a moment, she thought she was at home. She stretched and gave out a long yawn, then opened her eyes momentarily.

The first thing she saw was a little black alarm clock on a brown, industrial-looking end table that was not at all her own.

Funny. I don’t remember buying that.

She sat up and rubbed her eyes, hit with a throbbing, pulsing sensation in her head that must have been the oncoming hangover from last night. But Amber didn’t remember having that much to drink.

She looked around and saw a room she didn’t recognize.

Thick, dark-painted brick comprised the room, which was fairly spacious. The bed she was on was very large, with dark satin sheets and a dark-brown wooden frame. Along with the bed, there were few other furniture pieces aside from the nightstand—a bookcase made out of what looked like reclaimed rebar and a metallic-colored armoire. The door to the room itself wasn’t a regular door, but what appeared to be a large, sliding iron plate with a lock at the end that was currently undone.

If not for the fact that the room had its own stylish, masculinely minimalistic appeal to it, she would have thought she was in prison.

Just as she was about to give out a shout for help, her mind was temporarily assuaged by the smell of breakfast drifting in from outside the bedroom. That was until her stomach cramped, reminding her of its emptiness and promising future protest if left unheeded.

Think, Amber. Think. What happened last night?

Amber tried to remember the events from the night before, but everything was shrouded in a haze of nothingness. She was in a bed in what was clearly a guy’s apartment. But all her clothes were still on, leaving her to question how far things might have gone. Her head hurt like she’d allowed herself one too many drinks, but her stomach wasn’t roiling with unfettered anger like it had been the few times she had gotten wasted.

She was in the middle of poring over every possible scenario that could have gotten her in this situation when she was interrupted by the sound of the large metal door sliding open. Without thinking, she hid under the covers and tried to be as still as possible, preferring to feign sleep rather than face whatever person was about to come through the door.

The door slid until it gave a loud clank, announcing the end of the track it rested on. In walked a pair of what sounded like fairly large feet, and Amber did her best to control her breathing. The footsteps stopped right at the head of her bed, and from the shadow cast over the sheets, whoever it was, they weren’t small by any means.

“I know you’re awake,” said a deep voice, masculine and confident.

Amber considered her options. Play dead, though it seemed unlikely he would fall for it. Run for the door, though she probably wouldn’t get farther than the bedroom door.

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