“We’ll get through this,” Obsidian said softly. “Together. It’s not over, Taayin. She’s not lost forever. We will get her back.”
Though Taayin wanted to rip Obsidian a new one, to insist he couldn’t even fathom the loss he felt with Asmia gone, it wouldn’t be true. Obsidian had mated Penelope. If anyone knew what he was going through, it was him. After all, Obsidian had endured it, living through the twenty-four hours after Penelope had died at Obsidian’s hand.
Taayin tried to move his lips, but nothing was coming out. He was drifting again, the floaty feeling renewed thanks to the needle they’d put into his arm, keeping him under. According to Obsidian, it was for his protection, to keep him sane. Taayin had to wonder if sanity was fleeting. Without Asmia, did he care whether or not his brain was mush?
The answer was no. Nothing mattered. No one mattered.
“We will find her,” Obsidian promised, his face appearing above him.
Taayin let his eyes move over the male’s face, but his tongue wouldn’t work to respond. He tried to nod, but even that failed. He was so tired.
Maybe this time his eyes wouldn’t open. He could go to sleep once and for all, spend eternity in peace.
“I’ve got you,” Obsidian whispered. “I’ve always got you.”
Taayin heard only truth in his words, even as he wished his own life to end, for the pain to fade.
Chapter Thirty-Three
“Have you ever considered we might needour own places?”
Eclipse shot a quick look at Reidar. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Man, it’s fucking brutal.”
“What is?” Eclipse turned north down an alley in the section they’d been searching for the past half hour.
“That damngathenya. Fucking hell. I’m starting to think you’re trying to kill us. I mean, seriously, how many times can you—”
“Don’t go there,” Eclipse warned.
“Trust me, man. I’m trying my damnedest not to. But shit. It’s been nonstop these past few days. It’s a fucking wonder the walls aren’t crumbling around the two of you.”
Eclipse hid his grin. He’d heard something similar from Miklós yesterday, the male bitching about the fact he couldn’t focus on work when that sexual energy kept slamming through the mansion like a tidal wave. Evidently, those who’d been through the same with Obsidian and Penelope were starting to hold a grudge.
Not that Eclipse could do anything about it. Theamnighhad kicked into high gear, yes. Aside from easing hisamsouelot, there wasn’t much he could do about it. And he damn sure wasn’t going to apologize because thefiestreighwere having a hard time.
He chuckled at the double entendre.
“You’re laughing,” Reidar grumbled. “Try being on our side of this shit, bro.”
“Last I checked, you had a female to take care of business.”
“Winnie and I haven’t… Fuck, never mind.”
“How’re things with her, anyway?”
“She’s leaving.”
Eclipse shot a sympathetic glance Reidar’s way. “Sorry to hear that.”
“Yeah, well. I’ve asked her to stay until I can get Cimmerian back to the mansion.”
“Why Cimmerian?” Eclipse paused to listen, trying to pick up the trail of theimpietansthey’d detected wandering the streets of Telluride.
“Because he won’t scare the shit out of her when he wipes her memory.”
Eclipse frowned. “You’re saying I’d scare the shit out of her?”
