Page 33 of Knot Enough
Tires revved on the smooth pavement of the drive, and Kane peeled away from the house.
I didn’t want to ask, but sitting here would make me crazy.
“I . . .”
I breathed in and tried again.
“Where are you taking me?”
Would they kill me and dump me somewhere? If I’d read our connection wrong, it was possible. Freedom was an arm's length away, and my attention kept being dragged to the door lever.
Axel reached over and gripped my knee.
I gasped at the soft dig of his fingers.
“Don’t think about it.” His head swung to look at me, and he frowned, gaze dropping to my trembling hands. “Fucking Rath,” he gritted between teeth. “You’re safe.”
His tone became soft, gentle. A wave of calm breathed into me.
I trusted Axel.
Kane stepped on the gas and took a sharp turn through a large open metal gate. The wooden arch above it statedReaper Vineyards,and that’s exactly what the view became, rolling hills of vineyards, so far off that I couldn’t see the end of them.
Kane pulled into a gravel pathway forking to the left, and it led to a large farmhouse-style structure. One you’d see in a southern brochure. A porch wrapped around the eggshell colored building. Based on the windows, it stretched about three floors.
Kane cut the engine, and a woman in dark pants, cotton shirt, and bun atop her head bounced down the steps.
Axel opened my door and held out his hand. Hesitantly, I took it, and he jerked me into his arms.
“I can walk.”
“No shoes.” He tipped his chin at my bare feet. Gravel grated with his steps. I preferred being in his arms, plus my body already hurt; I didn’t need to add to it.
“Sir, I’ve set up the area you asked for.”
My nose twitched. I hadn’t realized how crippled I’d been without my sense of smell. Female Beta. Kane walked past her and up the steps, Axel and I a bit behind him.
She peeked over at me, and the bridge of her nose wrinkled. Then her expression twitched as she focused on my neck.
I touched the area and winced from the sting of the hickeys.
Upon entering, the setup wasn’t like a house. Barrels were interspersed at different stations with tables and glasses set on top.
A wine tasting area.
Axel’s pace didn’t allow me any more gawking before we were through the back.
I gasped. Faerie lights wrapped around the circular setup of the trees, illuminating the focus on the long table stretching in the middle of the clearing.
Gold and dark red wine bottles graced the table. Axel dropped me on the cushioned seat at the end and took a seat next to me.
“What is this?” I blinked at the spread before me.
Kane sat across from Axel. They both stared at me.
“A date,” Kane grunted and waved his hand at the spread before me. “All for you.”
I blinked.
