your mate. We only just met.”
“I know it’s difficult,” he said as he came toward her. “I’ve been searching for you for over a year, moving from village to village. It was your laugh that drew me. You have the most amazing laugh.”
Katrina found herself pulled into Sorin’s gaze. He was breathtakingly handsome, and each time she looked at him, her knees went weak. She didn’t know if it was his chiseled features or the power he exuded, but he certainly called to her. And he had saved her from certain death. How could she not be attracted to him? But his story was so fantastic and unbelievable.
“Each of us was given a way to find our mates by the Fae,” he continued. “I was afraid I might fail my family when I heard your laugh. I knew before I’d even seen you that you were the one.”
“Have any of your ancestors ever picked the wrong woman?”
He shook his head, a dark blond lock falling into his eye. “Never.”
“So you take them to Drahcir?”
He smiled then, one side of his mouth lifting to tempt her. “Aye. Though you must come willingly.”
“So I don’t need to worry about you kidnapping me?” she asked with a grin.
She had seen her nightmares come to life that afternoon, but with Sorin she felt safe...protected. Almost as if it hadn’t happened. She knew, instinctively, that he would keep the beast from her.
He chuckled and shook his head. “No kidnappings, my lady.”
Her smile vanished as she looked out the window. “It’s still out there waiting, isn’t it?”
“It is. It willna stop until you are dead. Or we arrive in Drahcir.”
“My father wants me to marry. He says it’s well past the time, but none of my suitors seemed...well, right for me. How do I know you aren’t daft and making all this up?”
He shifted on his feet causing her to turn her gaze back to him. He then sank into the chair and crossed his bulging arms over his thick chest. His long legs stretched out in front of him, stopping just short of touching her skirts as he crossed his ankles. His trews molded to his thick legs, and she knew first hand how wonderful it was to be held in his arms.
And then to be told she was his mate? As upset and frightened as she should be, all she felt was…sheltered. Until his dark gaze captured hers and made her yearn for his kisses, to have his hands caress her body.
“I’m no’ daft. There’s nothing I can say to convince you otherwise. You’ll have to trust me.”
“Ah, trust,” she murmured and jerked her lusting thoughts back to the present. “It’s difficult not to trust a man who has just saved my life.”
He rose to his feet, and Katrina found herself inches from the tall, mouth-watering man who had suddenly come into her life and turned it upside down. She could feel his heat, and the strange yearnings in her body only fuelled her curiosity. His thumb caressed her jaw as he dipped his head.
Katrina found it impossible to breathe as she waited for him to kiss her. His mouth stopped just short of touching hers.
A slow, seductive smile pulled at his lips as he rose. “I’m glad to hear it, lass.”
She blinked as Sorin stepped away a heartbeat before her aunt walked back into the room. Katrina looked at him to see that seductive smile that made her melt every time. She couldn’t predict what he would do one moment to the next, and she loved that.
* * * *
A stomach full of good, hot food definitely improved Sorin’s temperament. He and Katrina hadn’t been left alone since that morn, but he learned much about her and the lust that lurked in her eyes. How he stopped himself from kissing her, he would never know. But he had seen the disappointment before he had turned away.
That was almost worth being so close to her and tempting himself.
He wanted her experience the same level of hunger and frustration he knew. To know she was his but unable to take her