“No, please,” I whimpered.
I didn’t want to be imprisoned, not more than Maddy and I already were. I didn’t want him to have my power.
Silas grinned and I pushed against Lora’s invisible hold, but it only wrapped around me tighter, forcing the air out of my lungs. I was powerless to stop her.
Her gaze flicked to me. “Stop.”
I realized then that I was not strong enough to fight her. Not with only ten percent of my Greywolf power—hell, maybe not even with a hundred. There was a reason Brayden hadn’t fought the Greywolf council to free his brothers and sisters-in-law. They were just too powerful for one Greywolf. I relaxed, letting go of my hold on my power, and the restrictions around my lungs lessened and I gasped for air.
Lora grabbed one set of the cuffs and clasped them over my wrists with a snap. The cold metal bit into my skin, glowed light blue for a second, and I felt a drain on my power.
Silas grinned, placing the second set of cuffs onto his wrists, and I realized these were just like the dragon rings. It enabled him to pull on my power.
Lora released her hold over me and I relaxed on my feet.
Silas looked down at his wrist, flexing his fingers as a smile played on his lips. The faint blue glow that emanated from my cuffs was a match with his. He then flicked his hand at me, and it was as if an invisible giant picked me up and tossed me across the room. I was airborne, a scream tearing from my lips, then I crashed into the far wall. A sharp pain burst to life in my shoulder and I whimpered as I hit the ground with a thump.
Lora looked delighted as she watched Silas with an eagerness that made me sick.
Silas grinned, the bastard. “You mean I get to use this power on Brayden in four months?”
Lora nodded, looking back at her fellow Fae Lords, who were all sitting in their chairs like statues. They looked bored.
“It’s perfectly within the rules. She’s your packmate and you’re using her power,” Lora told him.
Silas nodded, unable to pull the smile from his lips. “This will be fun.”
One of the male Fae Lords stood. I think I remembered his name as Dryden. “Lora, I’m bored of this. Send them back and let’s take our lunch.”
Lora nodded to him and then leaned into Silas, placing a wet kiss on his lips.
Vomit.
“See you tonight.” She winked at him.
Oh gross. Did he travel here to sleep with her?
He looked at her with a greediness that made my stomach turn, then Silas stalked towards me, portal egg in hand.
“Come on, princess, it’s time to get you back home.” Silas reached out and grasped me by the armpit and then dropped the egg at our feet.
Within seconds, it cracked open and sucked us inside, transporting us back to New York City. We landed in the living room, right where we’d left several hours ago.
Maddy had fallen asleep on the couch, a steak knife in her hand. At the sound of us returning, she bolted upright and grasped the knife tighter, her eyes darting around the room like a madwoman.
“Drop it,” Silas growled, and one by one her fingers peeled away from the knife against her will. The knife fell to the carpet and she stared at me with shock.
“I’m okay,” I told her. I must have looked half dead, because she was surprised to see me.
“You’re alive!” She burst from the couch and tackle-hugged me. My arms wrapped around her and we held each other for a long moment. Two survivors, clinging to each other like a life raft.
“I’m alive too, thanks for mentioning it.” Silas sounded genuinely hurt.
Maddy peeled back from me and glared at him with so much anger I thought fire would burst from her eyeballs and strike him down. Her chest heaved and I knew she wanted to tell him that she didn’t give two craps that he was alive, but she also didn’t want to get smacked.
“I’m tired,” I said, hoping Silas would just let us go to sleep without a lecture.
“Me too.” Maddy added a fake yawn for effect.
