TWENTY-NINE
HER NEXT AWARENESS was of someone picking her up. Her body burrowed into the support of his.
She exhaled. “Daire?”
“I’ve got you, baby.”
Despite not knowing where they were or where he was taking her, it didn’t occur to her to be on guard. Without objection, she let him carry her through the air and up. The scent of the Beast curled her lips. It only grew when he laid her down in the cradle of a familiar bed. They were home.
“Mm,” she said, trying to reach for his neck without opening her eyes.
“You feel this?” he asked, putting her hands on the bed to slip something short and hard into her palm. He curled her fingers around the cool metal and directed her thumb to the top of the cylinder. “It’s a panic button.” Which implied he was going to leave her alone. Opening her e
