Wicked Bite (Night Rebel) by Jeaniene Frost

Author:Jeaniene Frost [Frost, Jeaniene]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2020-01-27T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 24

I made no effort to hide my confusion. “What happened to make you angry at me all of a sudden?”

His laughter sounded like knives sharpening against each other. “What happened? You left me naked in a whorehouse.”

That was hardly recent. “And?”

Emerald blazed from Ian’s gaze as he grabbed the horn and ripped it from his upper arm. It landed on the floor and instantly straightened into an upright position, like a sword on an invisible stand. I backed away from it, not wanting to touch the deadly magic relic even by accident.

Ian stalked toward me. With the small size of the room, he quickly closed the space between us. “Know what else this little beastie did, aside from ‘choosing’ me as its new owner? It gave me all my memories back.”

Shock made me sputter. “What? How?”

He grabbed my shoulders. Green blazed from his eyes and his aura sparked with so much angry energy, being near it felt like standing beside a swarm of stinging bees. “Whatever else it is, the horn’s also a power amplifier. Felt it making me stronger the moment I woke up with it. Then it bashed down the walls in my mind. Thought my head would explode again when all the memories came rushing back, but it didn’t. Maybe the horn protected me, but either way, for the past several hours, I’ve remembered every secret we shared, each moment in each other’s arms, all the promises we made and the last words I said, all while knowing that you left me naked in a bloody whorehouse!”

Shame slapped me, but his anger made mine rise to the surface, too. “I didn’t want to leave you, but what was I supposed to do? Say ‘Hey, Ian, you don’t remember me, but we’re technically married, and guess what? I didn’t help the council execute your friend’s child! I helped save her because I’m a secret cross-species, double-agent Law Guardian! And sure, you already got killed once by being with me, but want to risk getting murdered again to see if the second time’s the charm?’”

“Yes.” His tone was more scalding than a splash of boiling water. “That’s exactly what you should have said. Then I would have told you I did remember you. Perhaps not all the specifics, but enough to chase you even after you threw me away as if I were yesterday’s rubbish.”

My anger fled at the flash of pain in his gaze. I’d caused that. Me and no one else. My throat closed off and my chest tightened until it felt like it was being crushed. I was grateful for the sudden, blurring sheen of tears because I could no longer bear to meet Ian’s gaze. I hadn’t known that regret could manifest as physical pain until this moment.

“Ian . . .” What could I say? Nothing could take back what I’d done, and worse, now I knew I hadn’t needed to do it at all. But I had to explain, this time without anger, sarcasm, or rationalizations.

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