Summer of Frost (Forever Fae #3)(41)

“No, I’m just tired that’s all,” I replied, trying to sound groggy.

“Uh-huh, why do I not believe you?”

I huffed. “I don’t know, maybe because you’re thinking with your cock right now.”

Growling, he grabbed my arm and pulled me over to face him. His piercing, blue eyes bore into mine with such raw intensity that it had me shivering. “Can you blame me? I’ve had you to myself for two days and I’ve been trying to be patient with you, considering all that you’ve been through, but I need you, baby.” He groaned in my ear, pushing his cock against my back so I could feel how much he needed me. “I want to f*ck you so bad.”

“Not tonight,” I mumbled, frustrated.

Alston huffed and got out of bed. I had to find out the truth before I did anything stupid. Once I talked to Oren, things would be clear. When Alston got to the door, he turned back to glance at me. “I’m going to sleep in another room tonight, but you can’t keep me waiting long. You’re mine, Sorcha, and if—” He stopped abruptly, clenching his fists. He closed his eyes, as if weighing in his next words. “I just need you, that’s all,” he sighed, and with that, he opened the door and shut it hard behind him.

After he left, I waited until he closed himself into one of the other rooms before I allowed myself to relax. Sleep started drifting in quickly and once again I was in the dream realm.

The place of choice was my room in the palace back home in the Winter Court. Inside my mind, I concentrated on thinking about nothing except Oren, hoping he would get the pull to join me in the dream. I was starting to doubt Alston, and I needed Oren to back up my doubts before I did something that could jeopardize my family.

When my bedroom door opened, I expected to see Oren, but was met with the glorious sight of Drake instead. Why the hell did I keep dreaming about him? “I didn’t call for you,” I stated impatiently, even though he was a welcome sight. “I need Oren. I have to know the truth.”

He nodded. “I know you do, and it kills me that you can’t remember what we are to each other for you to trust me. If you can’t get through to him, then you must be in a place where your magic doesn’t work.”

Narrowing my eyes, I asked, “But how come I can get you here?”

He walked toward me. “Because we have a bond, Sorcha. It runs a lot deeper than a guardian bond. Nothing could keep us apart.”

“What do we do now?” I asked, taking a seat on my bed.

Drake came over and sat beside me, so close that our arms touched. I closed my eyes as the electricity sparked between us and his scent engulfed me. I shivered as thoughts of him taking me on the bed ran through my mind. Stop thinking about that right now, I scolded myself.

“My last option is Sarette. With her being Alston’s cousin, I’m sure she’ll be able to give us some inclination where he could’ve taken you.”

“Why didn’t you think of that before? She should’ve been the first person to ask,” I said, glaring at him incredulously.

His wickedly handsome smile was all I saw as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “And that’s what I love about you, beautiful. Your brains with my fierce take on life are going to bring about a lethal Summer Court.”

My heart pounded uncontrollably, and watching his smoldering gray eyes take in every inch of me didn’t help. Shaking my head, I took in a deep breath. “Just so you know, I’m keeping my distance from Alston for the time being. I’m having concerns of my own, and I’m trying to find out the answers, but he gets tense and short with his replies. I also found out that the house we’re in is invisible from the outside.”

“Yeah, and I’m sure we all know who did that for him,” Drake mumbled.

“I thought that, too. However, I didn’t elaborate on the matter since he was already uptight. Alston isn’t powerful enough to have that kind of magic, and of course, when I asked him about it he said, ‘I have my ways.’ What the hell am I going to do if this is all real?”

“It is real, Sorcha. You have all the evidence in front of you. Why can’t you see that? This is one situation I wish you weren’t so damn stubborn. Anyway, this is kind of what happened to Calista. The house she was in was invisible, and she was also unable to use magic in there. That’s most likely why you can’t use yours or talk to Oren.”

“I don’t understand though. Alston and I went for a walk and I still couldn’t feel the connection open up to Oren. You don’t think he has the whole area placed under a spell, do you?”

He shrugged. “Anything is possible, and it’d make perfect sense.”

“Anyway, whatever happens I’m sure I can take care of myself,” I said, earning me a smirk from Drake.

“Oh, I know you can take care of yourself. I’ve trained you in our dreams, except I know you don’t remember that right now. I recall you kicking my ass on several occasions.”

Laughing, I said, “I’m sure it served you right. I’ve always heard you were an arrogant jackass.”

He smiled. “Yes, and you were always bold enough to tell me that, too.”

It was amazing how easy it was to talk to him. I wondered if he was like this with everyone or just around me. “You know, you’re not as bad as I thought you’d be. If this is really how you are and not my imagination then I promise to take back every vile thing I’ve said about you.”