Page 67 of A Fate of Wings
“Thea,” he sighed.
“What is your name?”
His body tensed. Every once lax muscle going rigid against my body. “I can’t tell you.”
“Can’t or won’t.” I rolled off his chest onto the bed he’d made.
He followed me as though our bodies had strings that connected us and pinned me to the moss.
“Both. I’m a Rage Demon. A demon’s name holds its power.”
I sucked in a breath through tight lips. So he was Cillian’s father. It had to be a demon’s name that arose to me. Which also explained why I never said my son’s name aloud. Why I instinctively understood I shouldn’t say the name aloud.
“I understand,” I mumbled. “You don’t trust me, and I don’t blame you. I don’t know who I am or what I’ve done. I could be your enemy for all I know.”
He pursed his lips. It made me want to kiss him again.
“I’m not your enemy. I’ll never be your enemy. As for trust…”
“You dragged me here, told me I’m yours, said you’re in love with me, but you won’t trust me.” I struggled against his hold.
His ebony eyes glittered with so much emotion that I saw I’d hurt him.
He uttered one word. “Rozronuuk.”
Pain exploded inside my head. Blackness shifted over my vision and then receded to brightness. I couldn’t see anything except the memories refilling my head. It hurt so much I thought I might pass out. The memories started with a trickle, then they bombarded me. My head ached. It filled to capacity and beyond. I screamed.
He cupped my face, chanting my name.
As the last memory of my sister entered my mind, my vision cleared. Rozronuuk’s concerned face stared back at me.
“You did it,” I said. “I remember everything.”
His concern deepened across his brow, in the glow of his dark eyes, and the pull of his lips.
“I’m going to rip my sister’s wings from her back and take her voice box for starters.”
“There’s my little queen.”
“Yes.” I sat up. “I’m the siren queen. And you, Beast, you are my mate.”
His eyebrows rose, but then he smiled. “At long last you admit it?”
“Yes. We have lots to discuss, but I need to reclaim my crown and throne first.” I scrambled out of the hollow and yanked on my discarded dress. The material seemed alien to me now I comprehended who I was. What I was.
The Beast eased to his impressive height and shoved his legs into his leather pants, then slid his massive shoulders into his dark jacket. Even after he’d satisfied me, my body hummed with the desire to have him again, but the next time I’d take his body in mine, I’d make certain I’d claimed him first. Made him mine forever.
“Lead the way.” He waved his hand, and a portal flared to life. “Wherever my mate goes, I will protect her.”
Chapter thirty
Rozrunuuk
The Autumn Court
Ifashioned the portalfor us to arrive in Thea’s bedchambers. Sorry to find out her sister wasn’t in the room. It would have been so much easier to deal with her alone. Thea walked to her closet and withdrew a gown of yellow silk. She tossed the plain cotton dress into the fireplace and watched it burn. A range of emotions flickered over her face. Neither of them could pinpoint what she was feeling being back here in her castle, knowing her sister had betrayed her.
“Did you realize your sister wanted the crown?” I brushed her fingers aside to fasten the buttons on the back of her gown.