Chapter 273

“Your collar and cuffs work the same way,” he said watching me intently. “Your fingers will not be strong enough to open this door.”

“Thank you,” I said softly looking down at my wrist.

I’d wondered how they removed the solid looking metal. Evidently that was how they did it.

Fingers under my chin nudged my face up, until I was looking into Damien’s steel grey eyes. I had seen his eyes blaze in anger and passion. Once, I’d seen defeat reflected in them. Now, I saw grave concern.

Ages ago I’d seen this worry. When Christof refused to join their minds and held himself separate, it had upset them. The family and its health were more important than anything. Damien again carried the look of a man with the world on his shoulders, all because of me.

“My love,” I said stroking down his face, “please don’t worry.”

Damien brought his face within inches of mine. His hands cupped the back of my head so I couldn’t move away from his scrutinizing stare.