showed in Kabril’s eyes a second before he handed Rayna to Sachin. The trust given to him was not misplaced. Sachin inclined his head before securing Rayna and taking flight. Kabril flew close to him, no doubt monitoring Sachin’s care of his mate.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Rayna’s head felt heavy and her body laden with lead. She groaned as she opened one eye to peer out into the darkened room. Light filtered in through heavy drapery. The single slit and the tiny amount of light passing through left her shielding her face. She tried to roll away but her body refused to respond to her commands.
“Be still,” a deep, familiar voice whispered near her ear.
“Kabril?” Rayna asked, twisting around and suffering the fate of such a choice almost instantly. Pain shot through her and she cringed.
Kabril put his hand to her cheek and cupped it gently. “ Ta’konima , I beg of you to rest. The healer has given you something to help you sleep.”
“My arms are heavy and I’m mad at you,” she blurted out.
The corners of his lips twitched. “I know. It will pass, as will the pain. I can only hope your anger with me subsides as well, Rayna. If I could take your pain from you, I would. My power does not extend to that point.”
Her brow knit as his words trickled through the recesses of her mind. “Power?” She drew in a shallow breath. “Wings? They had wings, Kabril. Huge wings that came right out of their backs. They could fly.” She closed her eyes as a dull throb began in her head. “They said you were a king and that you had wings too.”
She waited for Kabril to laugh. He didn’t. Instead, he simply watched her through cautious golden eyes. Rayna’s gaze darted around the room. She’d been in Kabril’s bedroom once before, to help him pack for the trip. This was not his room. This room was grand with vaulted ceilings and lamps suspended from chains. The oversized four-poster bed they lay in was carved from dark cherry-colored wood. The Mediterranean blue, plush coverlet engulfed her and matched the silken gown she now wore. Her heated gaze flashed back to him and locked on the tawny expanse of his chest.
Suddenly, her mouth was very dry.
“W-where are we and why are we in bed together ?”
“Excuse me, my lord,” a feminine voice said, causing Rayna to sit up faster than her aching body allowed.
She swayed and Kabril was there, steadying her with his powerful arms. “Rest, Rayna.”
Ignoring Kabril, Rayna focused on the female in the doorway. The woman held a tray of what looked to be fruits and a decanter of something. Her long blonde hair fell in waves to her slender waist. As much as Rayna didn’t want to be jealous, she was.
The woman inclined her head and offered a non-threatening smile. “My lord,” her attention went to Kabril, “Rossi ordered food be sent up. Your brother worries because you have not eaten since…” The woman averted her gaze. “Since…erm…”
“Since the queen arrived?” Kabril supplied, a teasing note in his voice.
Rayna had thought the blonde was gut wrenching enough. Hearing there was a queen to go along with the king left her feeling as if she’d been struck with a bat. “You have a queen?”
“I do,” he said, his lips quirking with a half smile.
She touched her stomach lightly, feeling as if she might be ill. She motioned to the blonde. “Who is that?”
Kabril blushed. “She is no one of importance.”
The blonde said nothing, she merely kept her head lowered.
Oh, she was someone all right by the way he was acting. She cast a questioning look on him. He squirmed on the bed and cleared his throat. “She, perhaps, was a member of the harem.”
“Was a what?” Rayna asked, her head spinning. “Did you just say harem?”
“I did.”
“I’m dreaming, aren’t I?” she questioned. “This is a nightmare, isn’t it?”
Kabril shifted more, his gaze averted.
Rayna’s throat tightened. “She’s not only part
Chapter Twenty-Two
Rayna’s head felt heavy and her body laden with lead. She groaned as she opened one eye to peer out into the darkened room. Light filtered in through heavy drapery. The single slit and the tiny amount of light passing through left her shielding her face. She tried to roll away but her body refused to respond to her commands.
“Be still,” a deep, familiar voice whispered near her ear.
“Kabril?” Rayna asked, twisting around and suffering the fate of such a choice almost instantly. Pain shot through her and she cringed.
Kabril put his hand to her cheek and cupped it gently. “ Ta’konima , I beg of you to rest. The healer has given you something to help you sleep.”
“My arms are heavy and I’m mad at you,” she blurted out.
The corners of his lips twitched. “I know. It will pass, as will the pain. I can only hope your anger with me subsides as well, Rayna. If I could take your pain from you, I would. My power does not extend to that point.”
Her brow knit as his words trickled through the recesses of her mind. “Power?” She drew in a shallow breath. “Wings? They had wings, Kabril. Huge wings that came right out of their backs. They could fly.” She closed her eyes as a dull throb began in her head. “They said you were a king and that you had wings too.”
She waited for Kabril to laugh. He didn’t. Instead, he simply watched her through cautious golden eyes. Rayna’s gaze darted around the room. She’d been in Kabril’s bedroom once before, to help him pack for the trip. This was not his room. This room was grand with vaulted ceilings and lamps suspended from chains. The oversized four-poster bed they lay in was carved from dark cherry-colored wood. The Mediterranean blue, plush coverlet engulfed her and matched the silken gown she now wore. Her heated gaze flashed back to him and locked on the tawny expanse of his chest.
Suddenly, her mouth was very dry.
“W-where are we and why are we in bed together ?”
“Excuse me, my lord,” a feminine voice said, causing Rayna to sit up faster than her aching body allowed.
She swayed and Kabril was there, steadying her with his powerful arms. “Rest, Rayna.”
Ignoring Kabril, Rayna focused on the female in the doorway. The woman held a tray of what looked to be fruits and a decanter of something. Her long blonde hair fell in waves to her slender waist. As much as Rayna didn’t want to be jealous, she was.
The woman inclined her head and offered a non-threatening smile. “My lord,” her attention went to Kabril, “Rossi ordered food be sent up. Your brother worries because you have not eaten since…” The woman averted her gaze. “Since…erm…”
“Since the queen arrived?” Kabril supplied, a teasing note in his voice.
Rayna had thought the blonde was gut wrenching enough. Hearing there was a queen to go along with the king left her feeling as if she’d been struck with a bat. “You have a queen?”
“I do,” he said, his lips quirking with a half smile.
She touched her stomach lightly, feeling as if she might be ill. She motioned to the blonde. “Who is that?”
Kabril blushed. “She is no one of importance.”
The blonde said nothing, she merely kept her head lowered.
Oh, she was someone all right by the way he was acting. She cast a questioning look on him. He squirmed on the bed and cleared his throat. “She, perhaps, was a member of the harem.”
“Was a what?” Rayna asked, her head spinning. “Did you just say harem?”
“I did.”
“I’m dreaming, aren’t I?” she questioned. “This is a nightmare, isn’t it?”
Kabril shifted more, his gaze averted.
Rayna’s throat tightened. “She’s not only part
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