Plagued by nightmares of her father's imprisonment and Kellan's disappearance, Wren enlists the help of her friends to uncover the truth.
But can she be honest with herself? Promised in marriage, she faces the toughest decision of her life--which gu...
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Floral notes scented the breeze, while Kellan tread water only a few feet away. "My brother has wanted the throne for years. This was just his excuse to make a play for it. With me out of the way, he's next in line."
The word death reverberated in my skull. I stood, letting the water drip down my body into the pool circling my waist.
"When were you going to tell me about the penalty for breaking the contract?" I pushed a couple of steps closer with the Fire Circle scarf clinging to my legs. "When Kellan?"
"Up until now, I haven't exactly had the opportunity, have I?"
He seemed too calm for someone facing the death penalty. "You knew this might happen."
He nodded and threaded a hand through his hair. "Everyday for the past three years your absence tortured me. When you were sad or scared, I felt everything you were going through as if you only this far away." He gestured to the distance between us. "But not being able to see you or feel your touch?"
He ran a finger down my arm and gazed into the pool. "Let's just say there's nothing I wouldn't do to be with you—including face death."
That was a statement I believed. "You're crazy."
If Otis had anything to do with it, Kellan wouldn't be facing charges—he'd be accepting them.
"And you're not?" He jerked his head up to look at me. "Who's the one who broke into the Fire Circle prison on a hope to break their mother out?"
"It worked didn't it?"
He glanced back at the shore and sighed.
I bit my lip and stared at the bright pink burns along the side of his face—the cost he'd paid for her freedom and my stupidity.
"Yeah, but I should have been there to help." He toyed with my fingers, hooking his with mine.
"I'm the one who locked the door between us, so I guess that's probably my fault." I cringed and gave him a lopsided smile. "And after dealing with all those emotions at once, I won't do that again—not ever."
"So you can be taught." He smirked and hugged me close to him.
"That's not funny." I smacked his arm.
He kissed the top of my head. "Yeah, it is."
"You know, when I decided to search for a way to reach you, it wasn't to make up."
"But you can't say no to awesomeness," he said with confidence.
He flexed his muscles with me still in his arms. I groaned and dropped my forehead to his chest. Kellan chuckled, making the water ripple around us. Then he pulled back and looked at me with a seriousness etched in his features.
