Forever Fae (Forever Fae #1)(40)

I wake to the sound of horses galloping and the swaying of the carriage. I sit slumped over, resting my head on the hard wall inside the carriage. It’s definitely not a comfortable position. I see nothing but blackness because I am blindfolded. My hands are tied behind my back and my feet are tied at the ankles. Someone is in here with me and the only sound I hear from him is his breathing. I am trying to listen for any clue as to where I am going or whom I am with, but no luck yet. I pretend to be asleep so I don’t alert my captor that I’m awake. I will do this for as long as I can. The carriage is moving awfully fast and I would assume it’s to get away from the Summer Court as fast as possible. If what my gut is telling me is right, then we must be headed toward the Black Forest.

I don’t know how long I had been unconscious, but it must have been a long while. I am hungry, thirsty and I could really use a bathroom break. I wonder if anyone at home has noticed I’m missing. I hope Ryder and Merrick got out of the vines and are looking for me.

The carriage begins to slow down and I hear a gravelly voice yelling for the horses to stop. Most trolls have the same sounding voice so it must be a troll driving the carriage. My captor gets out of the carriage and I hear bits and pieces of the conversation going on outside. I heard something about setting up camp and getting some food. Food would be welcome, but I wouldn’t trust what food they gave me. I wonder if Merrick can hear me from where I am at.

“Merrick. Merrick, can you hear me?” I ask frantically, but I feel like my mind is blocked somehow. It’s like there’s a wall that’s disconnecting me from him. Well, damn, there goes that idea. How am I going to let my people know I’ve been taken?

The door to the carriage opens and my captor lifts me out. I keep my body as limp as possible. I hear a door opening and then another. I am placed on a bed and my captor unbinds my wrists and ankles and then leaves and locks the door. Where the hell am I? I stay still for a few more minutes, making sure no one is coming back in before I decide to move. The blindfold was left on, but I swiftly take it off so I can view my surroundings.

Wow.

I wonder where I am. I’m in a huge bedroom with a large, four-poster, king size bed. The sheets are black satin and there’s a scarlet red comforter and pillows. The walls are painted black as well. The person who decorated it must have been going for dark and seductive. If that person has that in mind for me, I will have no problem with chopping off his balls. The room is laced with magic. I can feel the power of it and it’s stronger than anything I have ever felt. It isn’t fae magic because that magic would be pure and light. This magic is dark and menacing. As it swirls around me, it makes me feel violated and dirty.

I head toward the bathroom and turn on the light. The entire bathroom is made of black marble that has golden swirls throughout it. A selection of shampoos and soaps are lined across the counter and there’s even a toothbrush with toothpaste. This is really weird. What kind of person captures another and treats them like this? I hope I get some answers soon. I did complain about needing a bathroom break and a shower, but I have no clothes. I walk back to the bedroom and open the closet doors. I have never seen so many clothes in a closet, but the only problem with these clothes is that they are all skimpy dresses that will show too much skin . This is absolutely ridiculous. I decide to take a quick shower first to clean off all the dirt and dried blood in my hair. I search through the dresses angrily and settle on the one that will cover most of my assets. It doesn’t exactly cover a lot, but it covers more than the others. It’s one of the only long dresses in the closet; however, the back of the dress is fully open. The neckline of the dress swoops so low it looks like my breasts will fall out if I move the wrong way. When I find out who is responsible for this I am going to kill him. I change quickly into the red dress and sit in the black leather chair in the corner of the room beside a small table and lamp.

My head no longer hurts, but now I need answers. There are no windows in here so the chance of escape through one isn’t going to happen. I still feel the wall in my head that’s blocking all communication from the bond with Merrick. I can’t even access my own powers in here. I’m starting to believe the stories about a dark sorcerer that roams the Dark Forest. This magic feels exceptionally stronger and more powerful than mine. All I know is that I have to get out of here.

I hear footsteps approaching and the lock being turned in the door. The door opens and I find that I am not shocked to see the man who is now standing in the doorway. He is carrying a tray of food and my stomach grumbles.

“Hello, Princess,” he says with an evil smirk.

“I wish I could say the same to you, Warren,” I hiss.

“Now, now, Princess, there is no reason to be hostile.” He walks over to me and sets the tray of food beside me on the table. He doesn’t seem to be bothered at all that he has taken me against my will and is keeping me captive. This infuriates me, but he hasn’t seen what I can do when I’m angry. I stand up from the chair and meet his eyes dead on. The anger and hatred boils out of my voice when I speak.

“You haven’t seen hostile yet, Warren. Unfortunately, this room is contaminated with the stench of dark magic so when I get out of here, I’m going to show you just what I mean when I rip your damn head off and kick that evil smirk off your face.” I pause to calm my erratic heartbeat and I smile boastfully.

“Not unless Ryder gets to you first and does a whole lot worse.”