Tempting the King (Witchling Academy Book 2) by D.D. Chance

Author:D.D. Chance [Chance, D.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781943768875
Publisher: Elewyn Publishing
Published: 2021-10-27T05:00:00+00:00

21

Belle

I woke to find myself encaged in Aiden’s arms and was careful not to move. I stared out at the dancing fire visible above the tumbled sheets, hearing its crackle as if for the first time. When had we ended up in the bed? I scanned as much of the chamber as I could without moving, afraid of waking Aiden, afraid of dealing with the consequences of what I’d done.

My gaze returned to the fire. Did I feel any different having had sex with the High King of the Fae after my magic had been fully activated? My body felt warm, heavy—exercised but not abused, not sore. But my blood seemed to move more quickly in my veins, my heart rate seemed heavier, as if with each thump, more blood was shipped to every corner of my body and yanked back again. I dropped my eyes to slits, willing a vision to come to me of what lay in Aiden’s future, and I fought the shiver.

There was cold. A frigid wind against a bright, rose-colored stone, debris everywhere— even on the inside of what had once seemed to be an elegant castle. Was this Sakorn Castle? Maybe? It could have been, but for the color of the stone and the state of the place. Was it simply another area of the castle? Or was it another home altogether of the doomed mountain Fae?

“Should I be worried that you’re so quiet?” Aiden rumbled behind me, making no move to draw me tighter. He didn’t have to. His arm was already draped over my chest, his hand gentle but decisive on my shoulder. I wasn’t going anywhere.

In truth, I didn’t want to go anywhere. I closed my eyes against the unexpected rush of need, hope, and almost desperate wanting that swamped me with its strength. I shouldn’t fall for Aiden—I couldn’t. He would leave me. He’d send me back to my world sooner or later, and I would be alone. There was no way around that, no matter how much he wanted me or even needed me. I had obligations too, obligations that mattered, but all I wanted…

It didn’t matter what I wanted. Nothing mattered but this moment, this Fae with his arms around me, the heat of his body warming me through and the soft brush of his breath in my hair. It was enough. It had to be. And speaking like this, without having to look at him, did give me a measure of confidence—or at least allowed me to distance myself from the reality of my predicament a second longer.

“Do you, ah…feel any different?” I asked, throwing the focus of the conversation on safer matters.

He grunted, then shifted, stretching out his long body behind me as if taking a mental inventory of every bone and muscle. It was probably an automatic move for him with as many battles as he’d fought.

“I don’t,” he said a second later. “Don’t get me wrong. I feel good. The roar in my ears has gone away, the sense of wrongness.

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