Chapter 93-1
Kiana
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“He broke out of his window,” Saul said in a low and tight voice as we walked into the guest room
where Finn was staying. “He woke up, and I was ready with a soother, but before I could get him to
drink it, he shifted. I was between him and the door.”
“He chose to break through the window rather than hurt you. That’s a good sign,” I said as I stared
at the broken glass. “Is Amelia feeling better? She can track him.”
“What makes you say that?” Troy grunted.
“Really? I know there’s been a lot going on, but surely, you’ve got eyes.”
Troy looked even more puzzled, and Saul smiled quietly. “As it happens, she’s already gone after
him. Willa and I can look after Kiana while you follow her and make sure Finn is all right. I will alert
London about his window.”
Troy looked at me, but I waved him away. With a short nod, he turned and left. Willa jumped up on
the bed and sighed. “So, it’s true? He really does belong to Amelia? That’s a shame. He’s a cutie.”
I rolled my eyes. “I need to shift, and apparently, I’m not allowed to be alone. You interested? I need
to find somewhere quiet.”
“Really?” Willa scoffed. “You like, basically killed the villain in your story in wolf form, and you still can’t shift around strangers?”
“Forget I asked,” I muttered as I turned around.
“Wait. Damnit, hold on. I know of a place. Saul, you in? Apparently Kiana can’t be trusted with just
one bodyguard.”
The healer nodded again, and I let Willa take the lead. “Are you feeling better?” I asked Saul as we
left the house.
“I am indeed. It’s rare that I suffer such an illness,” he laughed. “I’m sorry that I was not much help to anyone. I truly thought the motion sickness patches would help us, but I’ve never been in that situation before.”
“Yeah, I’ve decided wolves don’t belong on boats.” I paused as we stepped out into the yard in front of the house. There were half a dozen wolves lounging in the yard, and I couldn’t help but stiffen. “I don’t know if I’ve taken the time to thank you for coming to help rescue me. I know it must have been difficult to be severed from Troy like that.”
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“Gently released,” Saul corrected. “It’s a much safer way to handle these things, unlike what Morven did to that poor girl.”
“Does it feel freeing to be without an alpha?”
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Willa growled at me, and I shrugged. “Sorry! Obviously I’m not suggesting that Saul go rogue. I’m
just curious. It felt kind of suffocating to be bonded after so long of not being bonded, and…I
mean, I’ve earned my freedom now. I’m just wondering how it might feel.”
The woman stopped short, and I plowed into her. “What? What the hell do you mean you’ve earned
your freedom? We almost died rescuing you, and now you’re going to fucking leave? Explain yourself right the fuck now!”
There was so much passion in her voice. It momentarily stole my breath away. I truly thought she,
of all people, wouldn’t give a damn that I was leaving. “T-This was always the deal. I stayed with Troy until the threat against the mountain was gone. Morven is dead. When we return to Wolfspire
Surprisingly, I couldn’t get the rest of the sentence done. “When did you make this deal?” Willa
demanded.
“When we returned from rescuing Irene. Are you pissed?”
“Damn right, I’m pissed! How the hell-”
“Willa,” Saul interrupted. “I don’t believe this is any of our business, and I have yet to answer Kiana’s
original question.”
Willa glared daggers at him but turned and started walking. Her annoyance was evident in her
ramrod posture and her fast-paced movement. I had no idea she would care this much. We weren’t exactly…friends.
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