Summer of Frost (Forever Fae #3)(40)

“If you don’t mind me asking, what happened in the dream?” Oren asked curiously.

“I told her everything about Alston being involved with the dark sorcerer, and that the potion was what erased her memories. Of course, being the Sorcha we both know and love, she had to question everything and demand proof. I told her some secrets that only she and I shared, and it looked like I might have made some headway with her, but I don’t know for sure. She was pretty adamant that Alston would never betray her like that. I told her if she doubted me then she should visit you in her next dream. She trusts you and she knows you would never lie to her.”

Oren nodded. “Well, at least it’s good news that she called to you in your dreams. It goes to show you that deep down her heart knows who you are.”

“Yeah, but she still looked at me as if I was a stranger. Don’t you know how hard that was to see her looking at me like that? She at least knows who you are.”

“Thank the heavens for that because if she didn’t then we’d be in some serious trouble. She trusts me over Alston, which is the good thing. I just hope she comes to me tonight like you suggested, but if she doesn’t know where she’s at how are we going to find her?” Oren asked.

“Do you think Sarette might know where to find him? They were close after all.”

Oren shrugged. “Maybe, but after finding out about his betrayal she’s refusing to talk to anyone right now.”

I understood her grief, but if she wanted her friend back I was going to need her help. “She’s not going to have a choice. If Sarette knows something she is going to tell us. One way or another, she’s going to tell us where he has her.”





We walked around the land and all we came across were trees, trees, and more trees. We were in complete solitude with no mortal in sight. I wanted to explore further, but Alston insisted we not get too far from the house in case someone came to get us.

“You really picked a place out in the middle of nowhere, didn’t you?” I asked as we made our way back to the house.

“It was the safest thing to do,” he replied.

“Where are we exactly?” I tried to hide my skepticism, but I could sense he was getting antsy. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye to watch his reaction. Alston had been dodging my questions all afternoon, and wouldn’t make eye contact with me when he’d give me his clipped answers.

Narrowing his eyes, he looked over at me curiously. “Why do you keep asking me questions like that? It’s like you don’t trust me or something.”

“It’s not that,” I lied. “It’s just … I can’t hear Oren in my mind, and it’s a little unsettling. I’ve always been able to hear him, even in the mortal realm.”

Alston shrugged. “I don’t know, maybe your senses were dulled after the potion. I’m sure he’s okay.” Putting his arm around my shoulder, he leaned down to kiss me on the cheek. “Trust me. You’ll be safe with me. I can protect you just as well as he can.”

Forcing a smile, I nodded at him, but I couldn’t get past the lump in my throat. When we returned to the house, or better yet the empty land where the house should’ve been, I was deeply confused. Furrowing my brows, I looked around thinking I’d lost my mind. Alston laughed and moved past me.

“It’s here, Sorcha. It’s just invisible,” he told me.

“How?” I asked incredulously. “It takes a lot of power to work a spell like that.”

He shrugged, but I could see the tension in his face. “I have my ways,” he said quickly. Clearly he didn’t want to explain anymore because one minute he was there, and the next minute he disappeared. I was assuming he disappeared through the front door of the house. Unease flowed through my body. I only knew of one person with the kind of magic that could make things appear invisible, and it sure as hell wasn’t Alston.





Alston and I fixed dinner together and ate silently. I couldn’t ask him anymore questions about the house for fear that he’d get suspicious. It killed me not knowing what was going on. As we sat at the table, Alston watched me with an intensity that had me squirming in my chair, and it wasn’t in a good way. It was predatory and possessive, and I felt like I’d seen it before.

Noticing the darkened skies out the window, I turned to Alston and uttered sleepily, “It’s getting late, and I’m not feeling too well. I think staying in the mortal realm for so long is starting to wear me down.” I didn’t wait for a response, but smiled and got up from the table, hoping he wouldn’t follow me to the bedroom.

I changed my clothes and breathed a sigh of relief when I came out of the bathroom and noticed I was the only one in the bedroom. Climbing into bed, I rested my head on the pillow and closed my eyes. When I started drifting off, the door to the bedroom opened with a tiny creak of the hinges. I pretended to be asleep when Alston pulled the covers back and crawled into the bed. Silently I groaned, and prayed that he’d keep his distance.

His arm wrapped around my stomach, pulling me tight against him. He nuzzled my hair and took a deep breath in, sighing as he released it. His cock was hard against my back, making me instantly tense. When his hand cupped and began kneading my breast, I shifted so he’d lose his hold.

“Are you avoiding me?” he asked gruffly.