“If you fell in love with Brayden and feel nothing for me, then you’re Lena and not my Wren,” he said confidently.
Relief crashed through me at his reassurance. “You think?” My hands fell to my sides as excitement bubbled up inside of me.
He nodded. “Wren is my soulmate. She would never choose another. I’m sure of it.”
I chewed at my lip, not wanting to break it to him that she was probably married to Brayden for almost year now. “Well… losing your memories can be confusing and—”
“Tell me about her.” His face brightened. “Leah, right?”
I had a choice here. I could crush his very soul and tell him how much she seemed to start liking Brayden and how she’d remembered him after the fight and ran into his arms… or…
“She’s crazy.” I laughed, causing his smile to widen. “She believes in chem trails and sasquatches and aliens.” Castiel looked confused and I waved him off. “Things that aren’t proven to be real.”
Understanding dawned on his face. “Tell me more.”
We sat down and for the next hour I told him stories of Leah—of our best friend code word, and her loyalty, sleepovers, embarrassing stuff, anything I could think of, and he just beamed the entire time as if falling in love with her through my stories.
It made me feel excited and confused at the same time. Could he be right that I was Lena and Brayden was now shacked up with Wren? But it didn’t explain her running to him, kissing him and saying she remembered.
But I hadn’tactuallyseen them kiss. I’d passed out beforehand.
Castiel slipped his hand over mine and patted it. “We’ll figure it out and it will be okay.”
I hadn’t realized how much I’d needed someone to tell me that everything was going to be okay until that very moment. A single tear slid down my cheek. Castiel opened his arms and I fell into them for a hug.
This felt right. A brotherly hug and comfort after feeling low.
Maybe IwasLena, and Brayden and I had been through hell and it wasn’t fair! I wanted my damn soulmate. I wanted our happy ending!
I pulled back with a growl and Castiel looked down at me with fire in his eyes.
“In one month, Brayden fights Silas to the death and these cuffs link me to him.” I held up my arms.
Castiel nodded, an evil little smile playing at his lips. “Then we will teach you to take your power back and leave him helpless.”
FOUR
It turned out that the jail cell they’d turned into a home was truly inescapable. The windows were spelled, the ceiling was spelled—even the floor; you couldn’t dig your way out if you wanted. Once a week, Lora came down and reinforced the spells herself, and while she did she used their collective Greywolf power to freeze everyone in place so they wouldn’t attack her. She truly had thought of everything to keep them here indefinitely.
Everything but Novus and me.
I had a plan to burn her and the other Fae Lords to the ground. I would free my sisters and brothers-in-law and restore Brayden’s throne if it was the last thing I did.
This week she’d brought Silas with her to reinforce the wards. My cuffs glowed as he held me in place, his power wrapping around me.
I wanted to fight back, to attempt to suck that power back to myself while he was awake like I did while he was asleep, like I had in Central Park, but I knew I had to save that for the fight night.
While Lora walked around throwing magic at the doors and basement windows that barely let in any light, Silas slowly stalked over to me. His eyes ran up and down my body in a way that made me sick. He then looked over to Castiel and Axel, who stood nearby, fists clenched at their sides, unmoving under Lora’s hold.
“Have you been a good girl?” Silas asked, reaching out to trace the curve of my collarbone.
The room erupted into collective growls as every single one of the men present started to shift. Silas yanked his hand back at the sound of snapping bones, and my eyelids widened.
I’d never had brothers before, but if this was how they acted when I was unwantedly touched by a man, I liked having them.
“What’s going on in here?” Lora stepped into the room perplexed at the three male wolves now in animal form. They were still pinned to the spot, growling and snapping against her invisible restraints.
Silas grinned, turning to look at his lady. “Just having a little fun.”
