Chapter 291

Why did she want to be with him when she knew he was so dangerous? He wasn’t “pushing” her; she had too much talent of her own not to know. He looked so alone, so proud, yet his eyes burned over her with hungry need. He didn’t answer her, didn’t try to persuade her, simply stood in silence, waiting.

Freya sighed softly, knowing she was defeated. She had never known another being she could just sit and talk with, even touch, without the bombardment of thoughts and emotions. That in itself was a type of seduction.

She started across the threshold. Aiden caught her arm. “Your own free will; say it.” He intoned.

“My own free will.” She stepped into his home, her lashes sweeping down.

Freya missed the look of savage joy that lit his dark, chiseled features.

The heavy door swung closed behind Freya with a thud of finality. She shivered, finding the shelter cold even in the mildly hot afternoon. She rubbed her arms nervously. Aiden whirled a cape around her, e