I bit my lip to stop myself from grinning like a dick-struck stronzo.
"Well, thanks for topping up my magic with all of that delicious lust," Sin teased as he headed for the door first and grabbed the handle. "I'll see you two later on in the library. And maybe the next time we do that it'll be right where the moon can watch us and enjoy the show."
I laughed at him and he strode away, whistling happily with a spring in his step. He might as well have been shouting out for the whole prison to hear that he'd just gotten laid, but I didn't have it in me to care. There was a darkness in Sin Wilder which swum beneath the surface of his eyes far too often and I was just pleased to have put a smile on his face.
The door swung closed behind him and Ethan moved around me, reaching out to fasten my jumpsuit buttons for me as I combed my fingers through my hair.
"I'll come with you, love,” he said in a rough voice. “I'll dive right into the depths of the Oscura Clan and trust you to make sure I don't fall flat on my face when we get there. It doesn't even matter if I do though. I've tried to go without you, I've tried to deny my own heart, but I can't anymore. I don't want to. The only thing I want is you, love. So if you want me too then why don't we just run off into the fucking sunset and try to forget this place ever existed?"
"I like the sound of that," I agreed, leaning up to kiss him one last time. "So I guess we'd better make sure we don't fuck this up then."
"The plan is perfect, love. You're perfect. What could possibly go wrong?"
T he tension in my muscles at dinner could have powered a Fae bomb. My eyes flicked between the faces of my pack who I was leaving behind with a twist of guilt in my gut. Harper had been a good Beta, and my other Wolves had served me well. But I still couldn't feel entirely terrible about leaving behind them, knowing I hadn't committed the crime that had landed me in here and they had. And I wasn't willing to spend another fifteen years in this place.
If I was caught, then what was another ten or more years on my sentence at this rate? I'd risk any price for freedom. But more than that, I'd risk any price for freedom with my mate. I planned on claiming Rosalie fully once we got beyond these walls. Fuck everything else. I could announce her as mine to the world beyond Darkmore. And then I'd face whatever came after that, take it in my stride for her.
It was different in here. There were more consequences for betraying my gang. Like having my body cut into ten pieces for becoming a traitor to the Lunar Brotherhood. The thing I'd sworn above all else when I'd been dragged into Darkmore was that I wasn't going to die in this place. Enough of my life had been pissed down the drain, I sure as shit wasn't going to end up burned in the incinerator because of one foolish decision. If Rosalie could only see that, then we could've worked things out a long time ago, seeing each other in secret. But with us getting out of here anyway, I had to just hold onto the dream that beyond this prison, she would claim me back so long as I claimed her openly and told the world that she was mine. Mated to me by the moon. And that was exactly what I planned to do.
I hugged Harper, knowing it was goodbye but she would be out of here in a few months so it wasn’t goodbye forever. My gaze trailed over to Rosalie across the room who was in the midst of a dog pile of her own. Her eyes locked with mine and I swear I could feel her want for me as keenly as my want for her. The connection I had with her was unlike anything I'd ever known and I planned on honouring it properly in a few short hours, when there was no longer a reason to keep away from her.
Sin was eating alone, a smile pulling at his mouth as he shovelled stew down his throat like it was his favourite candy. I