library,
pausing occasionally to stare at the vidscreen. “What the hell is taking so
long?”
It was the fourth time she’d asked him in as many hours, and Kai
answered as he had before. “Soon. Patience.”
“Easy for you to say,” she shot back, whirling to face him with her
hands fisted on her hips. “You’re about a billion years old. I’m sure a
couple of days is like a heartbeat to you, but some of us happen to be
mortal. Time is precious.”
With an internal sigh, he closed the vidscreen he’d been working on
and pushed back from his desk. Then he muttered a simple summoning
charm, transporting Ivy across the room and into his lap. She kicked and
squealed, squirming against him as she slapped halfheartedly at his
chest.
“Don’t,” she gasped, “do that!”
“Dove, calm yourself.” He combed his fingers through her golden
hair, loving the way she relaxed into him at once. “Now, tell me what
really has your tail twisted.”
Ivy stared at him for several heartbeats before she burst into peels of
giggles. “You’ve been spending too much time with Sion.”
“Did I say it incorrectly?” Damn, he loved the way she laughed, the
way her eyes sparkled when she smiled.
“No, that was good.” Warm breath rushed from her parted lips as she
tucked her knees to her chest and rested her head on his shoulder. “I’m
just tired of doing nothing, I guess. I’m not used to having so much free
time. And you know, I’d also like to point out that it’s been three days
for you .” She toyed with the ends of his hair, twirling the strands through
her long fingers. “For me, it feels like it’s been a week.”
In some ways, Kai understood what she meant. Since their initial
introduction, he’d wanted nothing more than to take her to his quarters
and worship her body until neither of them could move. After their first
kiss—which he now understood had been rash on his part—he realized
his intended would require a less direct approach.
So, he’d given her time, hadn’t pressured her for more than she could
give, but the wait was agonizing. Having her tight body curled against
him, her sweet scent filling his nose, was the best kind of torture, but he
didn’t know how much longer his self-control would last.
“I could distract you,” he offered. Realizing how his suggestion could
be misconstrued, he coughed to clear the gravel from his voice and
hurried to explain. “You wanted to know more about magic, yes? I could
teach you.”
“Nice thought, but I don’t actually have any magic.” She sat up in his
lap, surprising him by leaning in to press their lips together in a lingering
kiss. “Thanks for the offer, though.”
Battling back indecent thoughts, he twirled his wrist twice,
producing a small, silver pendant with a glittering black stone in the
center. Once they’d bonded, she’d be able to share his magic, but until
then, she’d need a little help.
“For you.”
“Show off,” she teased, but she took the pendant delicately between
her fingers. “It’s beautiful.”
“The stone comes from the mountains of the Northern Isle.” He
cradled the outside of her hand, idly caressing her wrist with his thumb.
“We call it lakatsa , or a wishing stone.” Sliding a finger under his mate’s
chin, he turned her face toward him to place a chaste kiss on her
forehead. “I’m happy it pleases you, dove.”
“Why do you call me that?”
“Xenthian has been hidden for thousands of years, but it’s not
accurate to say that no one has left the planet in that time. Before an heir
takes the throne and assumes leadership, they’re sent on an observation
mission.”
Each of the rulers of the Five Isles, along with a small guard,
ventured into the vastness of space to observe and document other
worlds and their inhabitants. It made them better leaders, more
knowledgeable about the dangers that lurked beyond their home, or so
the elders
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