Three days later, Samael stood twirling a glass of wine in his hand as he watched the people of Mystic Shadow celebrating the return of their King. Unfortunately, he felt that there wasn’t one person in the audience who caught his attention.
In fact, he realized that the only person he trusted wasn’t present, and that made him grossly unhappy. Arella Chesterfield was the only one he wanted at his side for the moment, but she was nowhere in sight. Where the hell was she anyway?
Ina? he called out using the mind link between them, but there was absolutely no response from her. What had gotten into her again? They had shared the same bed for the past two nights as well, the s*x between them even more incendiary than the first time.
His cognizance still invaded with thoughts of her, Sam n
