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of the tower.
“What’s up there?” Cole asked.
“An unused chamber. One of my ancestors locked his wife up there when he found her in the arms of one of his knights. She mysteriously died and no one has been up there since then.”
“How long ago was that?”
“About a hundred years. They say the chamber is haunted by her ghost.”
Hugh took the torch from Gabriel and elbowed Cole out of the way. “I’ve seen more than my share of monsters. There isn’t anything up there that will scare me.”
He started up the stairs and took them two at a time until he came to a closed door. He didn’t know why he knocked, but he did.
Just as he expected, there wasn’t an answer. He tried the handle but it was either stuck or locked. Since there were no chains barring the way inside, he figured it was stuck. He put his shoulder against the door and pushed, but it didn’t budge.
“You can’t get in, can you?”
He looked down to find Mina, Cole, and Gabriel behind him. “Nay.”
“No one has, not since she died.”
“It would seem the perfect place to hide something.”
“If one could get in it,” she pointed out.
Cold air swiftly surrounded him. Despair, grief, and the sudden need to harm someone engulfed him.
“Hugh?” Cole called out.
He heard them, but he couldn’t answer. The cold had taken over, and the feelings surrounding him were like a whirlwind of emotions that drained him.
“Get him down,” he heard Mina say.
A slap on his face made him jerk his eyes open. He looked at the three in front of him. “What happened?”
“You met the ghost,” Mina said. “Trust me there is nothing up there except her.
She allows no one past her door.”
“It was worth a try,” he said and tried to smile.
“Let’s move on,” Gabriel said as he helped Hugh to his feet.
Hugh wasn’t about to argue. It was just fine with him if he never saw that tower again. He brought up the rear as they walked down the hallway to where the other tower was. A shiver ran down his spine, and he turned to see something out of the corner of his eye. But when he tried to focus, there was nothing.
It was time to leave. He could deal with any type of monster, but dealing with ghosts was another matter all together.
He quickened his steps and easily caught up with Mina. She raised her eyebrow at him as she looked over her shoulder.
“I thought I saw something.”
“I’m sure you did,” she retorted. “The ghost.”
“How come I never heard you mention her before now?”
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about?”
“Nay. Just the one.”
“That’s comforting,” Cole said.
Hugh had to agree with him. One was quite enough. They had only gotten halfway down the hallway when Mina began to slow her steps and hang onto the wall.
Without a word, Hugh picked her up again.
“I can walk,” she said and lifted her chin.
“I
know.”
“Then set me down.”
He didn’t respond as he caught up with Gabriel and Cole who had walked ahead of them.
She leaned close and whispered. “I don’t want them to think I’m weak.”
“They
don’t.”
She lowered her eyes. “They will.”
He noticed she winced slightly. “Are you in pain?”
“Nay,” she answered a little too quickly.
He whistled to his men to slow them down and asked Mina, “How much farther to the other tower?”
“Within another twenty or thirty steps we will come to it.”
Gabriel held the torch near her. “I knew it was a bad idea to bring her. If she doesn’t rest she’ll get a fever.”
“I’m fine,” she argued.
But Hugh only listened to Gabriel. He looked out the window above them just as the creature flew at it. They all jumped back. Hugh immediately turned to protect Mina as they creature screamed in fury at not being able to reach them. It flew away, and they hurriedly walked away from the window.
“We have to kill that damn creature,” Cole thundered.
Gabriel snorted. “Without the blue stone it’s pointless.”
“Why?” Mina asked
“Because whoever has control of the blue stone can call another one,” Hugh answered.
She sighed and laid her head on his shoulder. “All my life I wanted adventure, and now I just want to be able to walk outside at night without dodging this creature.”
Hugh stood against the wall and thought for a moment. “Gabriel, you and Cole continue to scour around up here. You have the map of the castle that Mina described for us.”
“What are you going to do?” Cole asked.
“I’m going to take Mina back to her chamber so she can rest.”
The men nodded and hurried off.
“I’ll be fine,” Mina said.
“I know you will because you’ll be in your bed soon.”
Mina knew quarrelling with him was futile. Not only did she know he would win, but she didn’t have the strength to keep up the argument.
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the herbal mixture Gabriel made her drink several times a day. She drank it all and leaned back on her pillows.
“How do you feel?”
“Better,” she said, hating that he was right. “I wanted to help find the stone.”
“You will,” he said as he paced the chamber. “I have a feeling the stone isn’t in the castle.”
She raised her head and watched him. “Then why are we looking here?”
“Just
in
case.”
She watched as his forehead furrowed. “It would be easier to kill the creature and find the stone with Val and Roderick here, wouldn’t it?”
“Much easier. But, Aimery had need of them.”
“And you don’t?”
He stopped his pacing and looked at her. “I learned long ago that it is pointless to try and change the Fae’s mind. They know what they are doing.”
“You trust them that much?”
“I have to. I owe them my life.”
She let that bit of information sink in. “How are you going to kill the creature?”
“I think ‘tis time that we tried the trap you were using the night we came.”
She bit her lip. “You think it might actually work?”
“’Tis worth a try. Now,” he said as he took the chair beside her bed, “I need you to tell me exactly how you had it planned. Down to every detail.”
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Chapter Seventeen
Mina rubbed her tired, itchy eyes. She had gotten little sleep between planning the creature’s trap and the creature itself continuing to fly around the castle screaming its rage and banging against the castle.
At first, she had been afraid that it might actually try and come into the castle, but when it did nothing more than bang against the castle doors, she knew how silly her thoughts had been.
“You’re going to need to rest today,” Hugh said.
She turned her head to find him stretching. His long, brown hair was messy and dark whiskers littered his checks and neck. She yearned to run her hands over his face and feel the stubble. “So do you.”
“I’m used to getting little sleep, but this is the second night in a row you haven’t slept.”
She looked around her sma
ll chamber. “I thought Cole and Gabriel had returned?”
“They did. They have other duties.”
She knew he was keeping something from her. She opened her mouth to question him, but Bernard chose that moment to walk into her chamber.
“You’re looking better,” he said and leaned down to kiss her forehead.
She smiled. How long had she wanted to be a part of the family, and she was finally getting one of her greatest desires. “I feel better.”
“You had us all worried.” He nodded to Hugh then turned back to her. “Do you remember anything of your attacker?”
She shook her head. “The only person that attacked me is Theresa, and everyone saw that.”
“She didn’t have a weapon or we’d have seen that as well,” Bernard said as he leaned his shoulder against the bedpost.
“I’ll leave you two alone,” Hugh said and moved to exit the chamber.
She didn’t want him to leave, but there was no reason for him to stay. She watched him walk from her chamber then turned toward her brother.
“You like him,” Bernard said.
She laughed. “He is the first man to really look at me.”
“I
doubt
that.”
“My own betrothed wanted Theresa instead of me. She put aside her betrothed for mine.”
“Your betrothed was stupid.”
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have been nice to have a friend and be a part of the family.”
“Let’s not dwell on the past,” he said and gave her a smile meant to charm. “We have each other now, and if Theresa doesn’t come around, we’ll just ignore her.”
* * * *
Hugh yawned and scratched his neck as he rose from his bed. He’d tried to rest, but there was too much going on for him to get any sleep. He hadn’t been able to eat any of his morning meal with Theresa’s incessant prattle. She was either yelling about Mina or trying to seduce him. Frankly, he had had enough. He wanted to order her to her chamber, but it wasn’t his castle. He was merely a guest here, and while here he had to keep a smile on his face and be amiable.
But, damn, it was becoming impossible to do.
He had no idea how Mina had managed to survive her entire life under the same roof as Theresa. He knew he would have throttled Theresa years ago had he been Mina.
The fact that he was beginning to relate to Mina showed him that he had grown too close to her, and he pushed aside his growing irritation at how Bernard constantly touched and kissed her. He was her brother after all.
There had been many times while he had led his men that he had found himself attracted to women. It had only taken that one time of finding himself involved with a lady who had been controlling the creatures to make him see he needed to keep his distance. That act had nearly cost him and his men their lives. He refused to allow that to happen again. Too much was at stake, especially if the Faerie queen was right.
He put his head in his hands, and the image of Mina as he brought her to orgasm flashed in his mind. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to think of something else, but all he saw was her eyes glazed with desire and her mouth open on a groan.
A bath. He would take a bath and let the warm, soothing water wash away his troubles, if only for a short time. But no sooner had he grabbed fresh clothes than he remembered when Mina had come into the bathing chamber.
His groin pulsed with need. By the saints, he needed some relief.
He focused on their upcoming plan to kill the creature and headed to the bathing chamber. When he reached it he saw the door opening, and for a moment, he thought it might be Mina. But it turned out to only be a servant. He recalled seeing her around the castle. She was tall with kind gray eyes.
“Is the chamber empty?” he asked her.
She opened her mouth, then stopped and looked at the door. “Aye, my lord, ‘tis empty,” she said with a smile and hurried away.
“Peculiar,” he mumbled and opened the door only to stop in his tracks.
In the giant wooden tub with her back to him sat Mina. Her strawberry-blonde hair was piled atop her head, and her bandaged arm rested on the side of the tub. She hummed softly to herself as she squeezed a sponge of water on her neck.
His already aching groin grew heavy and tight as he caught glimpses of her breasts as she raised her arm. Control was something that had always come easy to him, but now he was finding that it had abandoned him. He fought to keep his feet right where they were instead of walking to the tub and dragging her out of it to mold her soft, wet body to his.
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His mouth became as dry as the desert when he imagined kissing her heated skin to skim down to her full breasts. She would lean her head back and moan softly as he took a taunt nipple in his mouth.
He closed his eyes and begged for the power to walk away. But his feet didn’t budge. The clothes he had gripped tightly in his hand dropped to the floor as he stepped toward her.
* * * *
Mina swirled the water around with her finger as she summoned the memory of Hugh at his bath. He was the type of man that made a woman want to rely on him, but she knew there was only one person she could truly rely on…herself. Life had shown her that the hard way, and she wasn’t about to forget the lessons she had learned.
It had been easy to stay away from men such as Hugh, but then he had arrived and claimed all her thoughts while she was awake, and even some as she slept. He wanted her trust, and, to her surprise, she had easily given it. It didn’t help that he had shown her pleasures that would haunt her for the rest of her days.
She continued to hum as it had always soothed her. She heard movement behind her and thought it was a servant. She didn’t wish her thoughts to be disturbed, so she didn’t speak or turn around.
With her head leaned back against the tub, she closed her eyes and let herself dream of she and Hugh married and starting a family. She would be happy, cherished, and loved. She would have lots of friends and be a part of a true family.
In what realm are you living in?
She laughed at her own imaginings and sat up to begin her bath. That was the way it was with her, she always dreamed too big. She knew by now that things like that didn’t happen to people like her. This was her lot in life, and she had survived this long, she would survive once Hugh was gone.
She would have to.
The water stilled, and it was then she saw his reflection in the water. Her stomach clenched tightly as excitement unfurled within her.
She watched as his hand reached up and loosened her hair. It fell around her and into the water. His image distorted for a moment, and when the water stilled he was gone. She closed her eyes and fought the cruelty of it all. But when she opened her eyes he was once again behind her.
“I shouldn’t be here,” he said, his voice low and husky.
“Nay,”
she
whispered.
“I
should
leave.”
“Nay.”
His hands came to rest on her shoulders as he slowly turned her to him. His dark eyes sizzled with desire, and the ache between her legs began. Her lips parted as she dropped her eyes to his mouth.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he murmured as he lowered his head to her.
“’Tis such a sweet death.”
He smiled. “You only know a part of it.”
“Then show me the rest.”
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“Ah, but you tempt me.”
She gathered her courage around her and stood. She watched as his eyes moved down her as the water dripped from her body.
“By the saints, woman, you are magnificent.”
“As long as you think so.”
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br /> His eye jerked to her face. “I cannot be here.”
“But you are.”
He reached up and touched her check, then moved his hand to the back of her neck. His touch was soft, but firm, as it scorched her skin.
She licked her lips and heard him groan. The boldness that had never resided in her suddenly sprang to life. She lifted a hand and trailed it from his throat down his chest to the waist of his trousers. How she wished he was as naked as she. She wanted to see every inch of his skin.
