Wicked Lovers of Time by SARA SAMUELS

Author:SARA SAMUELS
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SARA SAMUELS

CHAPTER TWENTY

ALINA

I awoke from my time travel to an annoying chorus of birdsong greeting the day.

Ugh. Birds and their morning cheer.

I opened my eyes, hoping I was in the 1700s, somewhere in the land known as the Americas. The sun’s rays poked through the foliage of the trees, illuminating the lush green grass and the winding stream nearby and painting the sky in a soft orange light. Everything around me seemed so sickeningly quaint and pastoral, even if unfamiliar to me.

It always took me a few moments to orient myself to my new surroundings. I shook my head, rubbed my eyes, and stood. The dew felt cold on my ankles, the chill of the morning air wrapping me in a shiver. I looked around at the trees, the firs and pines standing tall, their branches reaching out toward the sky. The leaves rustled in the slight breeze.

I walked toward the stream, and paused by the water’s edge, listening to the gurgling of the water as it slid over the rocks and stones beneath it.

Thoughts of what I’d left behind stormed through my mind. Rage seared through me, an inferno of ire that blazed brighter with each thought of Balthazar. Every bone in my body was filled with boiling animosity toward his deceitful secrecy and terrifying dominion. All the times he left me with no word and refused to tell me where he’d gone grated at my nerves. And that wretched woman who was the “love of his life…” I could no longer suffer his manipulations in silence and had reached the absolute limit of my patience—not after he’d waxed on and on and on about the fucking love of his life.

I had a newfound strength coursing through my veins, and I knew that I could do it on my own. I loved Balthazar, but I was also angry. I was sick of his controlling ways. Sick of his secrets. I felt betrayed that he would share details about his first love, and I didn’t want to share my own evil power with someone like that.

But then there was our sexual communion…

A wave of dizziness swept through me, forcing me to steady my body on a nearby tree trunk. How could I live without our passionate encounters.

But that’s the problem, isn’t it? That seems to be all we do when we’re together…fight, and then fuck.

As I stepped into the middle of the stream, something caught my shoe-clad foot and held fast. I pulled, only to find my foot stuck between two boulders. A tangle of branches and creek debris wrapped around my ankle. I tried to wriggle free of my shoe without avail. I dipped my hand in the icy water and tried to untie my laces, but a knot had formed in the leather strands. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t free myself. My shoe was jammed between these two god-damned rocks and the fucking branches.

As I turned my head, my peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a woman walking toward me.

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