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clock on the mantel. “What’s taking them so long?”
    Mica’s patience with
Drake was sorely tested, and he couldn’t hide the irritation in his voice. “Wearing
a hole in my carpet isn’t going to make them return any faster. Please sit
down.”
    “I’ll sit down when I’m
damn good and ready to sit down, and not a minute before.”
    Mica really didn’t want
to argue with him, but Drake’s agitation was getting on Mica’s nerves. Desiree
was his mate, and he didn’t like her
at Drake’s every beck and call. He sighed heavily. “I can feel Desiree’s moods;
she won’t run, if that’s what you’re worried about. She might not like being
under your royal thumb, but she won’t leave me. Besides, I’ve sent Charles with
them. He’ll keep an eye on her. Desiree should be safe enough.”
    Drake stopped in
mid-stride and turned on his friend. “I wasn’t referring to Desiree,” he
snarled impatiently. “She’s your mate. Of course she’ll come back…you are
bonded to each other. Sherry, on the other hand, might not be so compelled to
come back. She might choose to take this opportunity to run, and I won’t stand
for it. I want her back.”
    Mica’s unexpected
laughter didn’t set well with Drake. “I don’t see what is so funny about the
possibility of Sherry running.”
    “Do you hear yourself? You
won’t stand for it? Last time I checked, she didn’t have to answer to you. She
is not one of your subjects that has to jump at your every order and do what you say, when you say it. She—” The
laughter was directly cut off, and he drew his eyebrows together in a frown, swaying
in his seat. “What in the…?”
    “You were saying?” Drake
remarked dryly.
    Mica closed his eyes
and braced his hands to steady himself. “Something has happened to Desiree. I
can feel it.”
    Drake’s irritation was
replaced with concern. “What do you mean? What do you feel?”
    Mica opened his eyes,
staring into space; he was searching for his connection with Desiree. “It feels
so—strange. I felt her get dizzy all of a sudden…and then…nothing.” He shook
himself, then looked back at his friend. “She must be
unconscious, because I feel nothing.”
    “Try harder,” Drake
demanded.
    Mica closed his eyes
again and tried to seek Desiree out. He held his mouth in a tight, grim line in
concentration. He opened his eyes, shook his head, and then looked up at his
friend in alarm. “Nothing—I see nothing. When I try to see through her eyes,
all I see is a black void. She’s either in a dark place, or she’s unconscious.
Since I don’t feel any fear, I have to assume that she’s unconscious.”
    Drake’s agitation
increased and he paced faster as he tried to think of a logical solution. “Does
your driver carry a cell phone?” Mica nodded. “Well, what are you waiting for?
Call him!”
    Mica reached for the
phone and called his driver. He didn’t even give Charles a chance to say “hello”.
“Where is Desiree?” he demanded into the receiver.
    “Huh? They’re at the
table—uh—they were at the table.”
    Mica closed his eyes
and ground his teeth. His anger barely held in check. “What do you mean were ?”
    “Were!” Drake barked, then grabbed
the phone from his friend. “There better be a good explanation for your
statement,” he growled coldly into the receiver.
    “I don’t know,” Charles
said nervously. “I saw the waitress give them more coffee and hand them the
check. I—uh—assumed that they’d be right out once they finished their coffee.” He
swallowed hard. “I didn’t see them get up from the table.”
    Drake clenched his
teeth and growled into the receiver. “If you value your life, you’ll go inside
and find them.”
    ***
    Charles looked at the
phone in his hand and felt the blood drain from his face. His hands shook, and
he couldn’t hide the tremor of fear in his voice. “Uh—yes sir—uh—I mean—sire. I’ll
do that right now.” He scrambled out of