Free Reign of Ice (Forever Fae series) by L.P. Dover Page B

stomach to my waist where he squeezed tightly, digging his fingers in sharply. I hissed with the pain as his fingertips cut into my skin, drawing blood.
    “Brayden! The dark sorcerer is in my room!” I screamed in his mind. I felt his panic almost immediately.
    “What! No!” he yelled in reply. “Dammit, I’ll be right there. Stay calm, angel.”
    Through gritted teeth, I spat angrily, “You better be glad I don’t have a weapon right now or I would’ve already chopped off your hands. And possibly other protruding parts if you don’t back off.”
    He laughed, a loud noise that grated my already raw nerves. “Ah, there is still hope for you yet, Princess,” he chided with a smirk on his face. “You may be bonded to the Winter prince, but your body still doesn’t belong to him. From what I’ve heard he discards more women than me on a daily basis. That’s pretty impressive. He’ll get tired of you like he does everyone else.” He tilted his head to the side and bit his lip. “I think I may need to get pointers from him on how to fuck women since he obviously has so many. Then again, you will see that for yourself soon.”
    “Screw you,” I sneered. “Your words mean nothing to me.”
    “Ah … that’s where you’re wrong, Princess. You can’t lie to me. I can see the doubt in your eyes.”
    Footsteps thundered from beneath us and I knew it would only be a matter of seconds before Brayden stormed through the door. Alasdair clucked his tongue and scolded me like a child, narrowing those evil gray eyes of his, “Now, now, Ariella that wasn’t nice using your bond to get your prince in here. I see we will have to delay this visit for another time.” He released my chin and flashed to the door in a matter of seconds, morphing back into Kamden in the process.
    “There’s not going to be another time,” I growled, rubbing my aching chin.
    He glanced over his shoulder at me and smiled. “Yes there will be, Your Highness. I can promise you that. It’s not going to matter where you are or what you’re doing. I will always have a way to get to you.”
    And I will soon have a way to get to you , I thought to myself, and with that last thought, he disappeared.
     

     
    When Brayden stormed through the door to my room, his body shook with pent up rage and worry as he scooped me up into his arms. Ryder and Kalen burst through the door behind him, swords drawn and ready for battle, but when they saw Brayden holding me their mouths flew open in surprise and they lowered their blades.
    “Are you okay? There were so many things going through my head on the way up here. I didn’t know if he was going to take you, or try to kill you. All I knew was that if he did take you I would hunt him down until the end of time to find you. I would’ve failed you not only as your guardian, but as—”
    “Brayden, I’m all right,” I interrupted him, pulling out of his arms to get some distance.
    His closeness confused me because I wanted it; I wanted him near. However, I couldn’t stop the ping of jealousy in my gut after what the dark sorcerer said about the many women Brayden had occupied his time with. It was basically the same thing Kamden told me before about him as well. Was I going to have to deal with other women falling at his feet, wanting him to have sex with them?
    Deep down I knew Alasdair wanted to plant the seed of doubt, but it still didn’t change the fact that Kamden said the same thing. He wouldn’t lie to me. My sisters’ never had to worry about other women with their men, well … except Meliantha when Kalen was about to bond with Breena when he thought she didn’t want him. From what I heard he had his fair share of women also, but I saw the way he looked at my sister at the Winter Solstice Ball. It was the same way Ryder would watch Calista. Why did I have to get the one who screwed around all the time and liked to keep his emotions hidden? Granted he was getting better at it, but still