Siren - Hazel Grace Page 0,51
nod, not that he sees it, but I can understand that. I felt fear in my own blood when Rohana and I were hanging close to the deck of Tobias’s uncle’s ship that night.
“I’m going to have some guards stay by your door,” I tell him. “And I—”
“You don’t have to do that.” I open the door, ignoring his request because he’s not going to tell me what to do and not to do either. He’ll have what I give him.
And that’s my protection.
“Come with me,” Davina whispers from my sleep. Her voice is soft and velvety, caressing my body, which responds immediately by hardening my cock.
This wouldn’t be the first night I’ve dreamt of her red hair laced in between my fingers or her soft flesh pressed into my hard chest. I’ve just never heard her so vividly before.
Until she shakes my body, alluding that this is far from a dream.
I crack an eyelid open to see her hovering over me, her green eyes meeting my blues. It’s not until I see the urgency in them that gets me to slowly sit up.
“What’s wrong, Blood?” I ask her as her fingers graze down my bicep, wrapping around it to tug me off the bed.
“You have to come with me,” she repeats with a stronger yank. Standing on my feet, I follow her from the room.
When she reaches the doorway, she stops, peering out to look both ways before guiding me through. I want to ask her where she’s taking me, but since it looks like we’re on a secret mission, I remain quiet, listening to the soft patter of her feet on the tiles.
Davina leads me outside and along the shoreline to the cove that I invited myself into last week. Secluded and dark, my cock stirs at the thought of my second chance at life and how I’d like to pursue my daydreams of kissing those beautiful lips of hers.
It must be the rescue attempts, the way she defended me against her eldest sisters and the ferociousness that left her body that turned me on. Edda was nothing compared to the shit I saw Davina do yesterday. If she was on my side, in my clan, within my grasp—she’d be mine.
We come to the small entrance of the cove when Davina turns to face me. “You have to go.”
My brows descend. “What?”
“You have to leave this island, now.” Her words, they hit me in the gut. They were the last thing I expected her to say. I was thinking she wanted to show me something or warn me away from her sisters. But this…
“There is a boat in here,” she points behind her inside the small niche. “You can sail to your ship.”
“I—you can’t—is it still there?”
She nods. “Yes, Rohana told me that it still waits for you there.” Davina gives me her back. “Follow me.”
I do, dazed as her words sink into my brain.
You have to go.
I quickly scold myself because that was always the plan. The cuff and sailing back home to protect my clan from the highlands. It was always the mission.
Davina stops and waits for me to get closer to her. “Stay here, I have some provisions that I need to grab for you.”
“Blood,” I begin. “You can’t just—”
“Stay right here,” she repeats then hurries off into the moonlit beach.
My conscience ticks at me, demanding I move and follow through with my quest. Turning around, I look at all the trinkets Davina has scattered around the room and shelved on rock walls. My vision focuses in on my right, two shelves up where the gold cuff lies in between a small wooden chest and a chandelier.
I demand my feet to move before she gets back, telling myself that she’ll never notice. Stepping on a large boulder, I yank it off the rock shelf and tuck it in the back of my slacks. Quickly, I get down, just in time for her to show back up with a small sack of things.
“Food and a blanket,” she announces. “No one will harm you when you set back to your vessel.”
“You’re going to get in trouble for this, Blood,” I advise. “Are you sure you want to deal with the—”
“I’m sure,” she deadpans. “You need to be off this island before my sisters wake up. Leave immediately once you set foot on your ship.” She won’t look at me, just waiting for me to nudge past her and do exactly what she’s told me to do because