Bride of the Traitor (The Prophecy of Sisters #1) - Hayley Faiman Page 0,10

I have no doubt deep in my bones that she is indeed terrified.

“Never mind, sweeting. There is no reason for you to fret. You are safe here within these castle walls. Aleida has blocked your magic, but she’s also given an enchantment to keep you safe from outside harm. Naught shall hurt you here, I swear that on my sword, on my life, on my crown,” I vow.

Her hand wraps around my wrist and I feel a jolt fill my body, an energy that I have never felt before in my life. “I don’t know half of what you just said to me. Nobody has swords unless they’re just for display on their walls.

“I’ve never met a witch and I don’t believe in witchcraft, but I can see in your eyes that you promise me no harm and you mean it. I’m probably a huge idiot for believing you right now, but I have no other choice. I must trust you, Elias.”

My name on her tongue sends a surge throughout my body, straight to my shaft. Leaning forward, I’m unable to restrain myself as my lips brush against hers in a chaste kiss.

She doesn’t push me away or scream and yell, and I feel like the victor of a battle when I lift my head and she’s staring up at me, her plump lips parted and her eyes wide.

“Trust me, sweeting. No harm will come to you under my protection.”

Chapter Four

SYBILLA

Elias is so close to me, so damn close that I stupidly wish he would kiss me, again. How crazy is that? This is some serious Stockholm syndrome shit happening. He jerks his chin, his eyes narrowing slightly.

“How did you know my name?” he demands.

Gulping, I blink. “I heard your guys say it,” I admit.

He sits up and back, the spell broken as he looks at me under a scrutiny that I’ve never witnessed before. Then he stands and I watch him walk over to the window.

I wonder if he’s looking at the dozens of gigantic ostrich type birds that I saw running around. I’ve never seen anything like them before in my life.

They aren’t tropical birds either, I don’t know what they are, but I’ve never seen anything like them. They look similar to an emu or ostrich, but they aren’t. Their faces kind of look like a duck, but with a sharper beak.

Shivering, I decide they’re just as terrifying as the fact that the snow actually glittered. I watch as he puts his hands behind his back, clasping his palms together as he looks out at the terrain.

I try not to think about the trees in the background, either. There was a forest of trees beyond the rolling hills of glittery snow and the leaves of those trees, they were blue. Yes, blue. I freaked the fuck out, and rightfully so.

“I know not what to do with you,” he rasps.

Staying in my spot on the bed, I don’t move. He’s talking to himself, not wishing for an answer, at least not from me. Slowly, he turns his head and those bright-blue eyes focus on my own. My breath hitches. His scar appears almost a bright red, instead of the deep burgundy color that it was earlier.

“I know you aren’t a siren, if you were, your powers have been stripped. And yet…”

“And yet?” I ask when he doesn’t speak right away.

He dips his chin, his eyes never leaving my own. “And yet, I’ve never wanted to strip a woman and bury my cock inside of her more than I do you, right now. It’s quite unexplainable.”

I stare, completely frozen in breath and body from his blunt words. Pressing my thighs together beneath the flowy gown, I wait to see what will happen next.

There is something about Super-Hot Rugged Guy, Elias. I feel something when he looks at me, when he’s near me that I’ve never felt before. It’s more than just excitement, more than fear or unknowing. It’s bigger than anything I’ve ever experienced.

I don’t know what is going to happen next, if I’ve been kidnapped or maybe he’s telling the truth and I’ve somehow out of thin air ended up in this place that I’ve never heard of before. I should be curled in a ball in the corner rocking back and forth in horror, but I believe him when he says that I am safe under his protection.

“I’m not a witch, Elias,” I breathe.

His head jerks, his eyes turning a darker shade of blue, almost indigo, and