Instead, she had convinced Gudmund to spare the female’s life despite the attempts Pauline had made on hers. Though Sonya was comfortable with death, she had thought Pauline deserved to live and learn the error of her ways.
Sonya had not realized she had been holding her brea th until Falcon turned back and headed for the BMW. Her shoulders slumped with a heavy sigh of relief. He tossed their things in the trunk before he joined in her in the car, claiming the driver seat.
Sonya stared down at the floor, waiting for her abnormal sense of jealousy and her ridiculous rage to fade. She had no right to feel possessive towards Falcon. He did not belong to her. He could be with whomever he chose. To be honest, a part of her hoped he would find someone to spend eternity with. She wished loneliness upon no one. It was a fate worse than death. Besides, she was not long for this world. The Curse would claim her soon.
She had thought she had few months left but the last few days made her think otherwise. She’d had two attacks back to back, which had never happened before. And the episodes were growing more intense.
A sign of the end , she thought.
She had to keep her condition a secret. Once home, she would confide in Gwendolyn and together they would plan her end. Sonya would also do everything she could to ensure a smooth transition of power and rule from her to Gwendolyn, her chosen heir.
The rumbling of the engine drew her from her thoughts Sonya tucked her hair behind her ears and tried her best to appear relaxed.
Falcon pulled the car onto the road and they were off again.
After a few minutes of silence, Sonya asked, “Where are we headed now?”
“Some place out of the way.”
“And there will be more driving tomorrow?”
He nodded. “Getting off this island and back on friendly territory is for the best.”
Sonya finally raised her gaze. Her fangs had retreated and her vision cleared. She was beginning to feel normal again. Rarely had she experienced jealousy and the cause of that encounter was something she would need to analyze later.
“Do you mind if I use your cell phone? I’ve a lot to discuss with Gwen.”
“I don’t mind at all. You may use anything of mine you wish.”
Sonya flashed a mischievous smile. “You shouldn’t have said that.”
“I’ll steal your 1911’s. They are lovely weapons.”
He chuckled. “Kleptomaniac?”
“I just like to borrow things and most of the time, I keep them,” she explained with a nonchalant wave of her hand.
“I’ll keep an eye on them,” he said with a chuckle.
Sonya almost sighed like a schoolgirl. Falcon was so handsome when he laughed. She wished she could hear the heart-warming sound more often.
“Well, there better be a tub at the Inn.” She stretched her hands over head, slipping her fingertips along the ceiling of the car. Arching her back, thrusting her breasts forwa rd. “I could use a nice long soak. She glanced his way. Falcon was trying not to look at her just then.
“I’m sure it has a tub,” he mumbled.
She bit her tongue to stop herself from saying ― If it fits two you’re welcome to join me.
Chapter Nine
“ I swear, I’ll kill everyone one of those damn witches.”
Sonya laughed. “I appreciate your enthuse for vengeance, Gwen, but I’ fine.”
“The Black Knight better take care of you,” Gwendolyn said.
“I’m reclining in a soaker tub as we speak. Life doesn’t get much better than this,” she said as she traced a figure eight in the foam bubbles.
Gwendolyn was quiet on the other end of the phone then she said, “I’ working with King Hadrian. We are making all of the necessary arrangements for your return. Sir Kenwrec has devised a brilliant plan.”
“Yeah, he’s a smarty pants.”
She was silent again. Sonya could sense her friend has something she would like to say. Was Gwen going to warn her to stay away from Falcon?
“I’ll be home soon and
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