Page 161 of Whispers of Wisteria
The room wouldn’t stop spinning. My face was sore, and my lips were dry and cracking. Even my eyelids ached with the need to keep them closed, if only for a while.
Titus POV
There was a magic humming in the air, in his scent. It was like Jameson’s, but different—more corrupt, darker.
My heartbeat pounded in my ears.
It was hers.
My instincts screamed at me to shift, to find the source, destroy it, and save her. Heat curled from my spine, pooling into my fingers, but I couldn’t release it.
I couldn’t even breathe.
I was trapped.
Albert strode through the doorway without a care in the world. His posture was different, more confident, and his grin was wide as he ignored me and looked at Jameson.
He smelled of Bianca.
“I found your hidden stash,” Albert said, loosening his tie.
Jameson paused, looking up from his tablet, and frowned. “What are you talking about?”
“That cute fae girl,” Albert answered, voice too casual. “Didn’t think you’d hide someone like her from me, though. We’re partners.”
“We are not partners,” Jameson said dryly. His face was blank, but his shoulders were tense. “What did you do?”
Albert smirked and touched his wrist to the corner of his mouth.
He’d taken her energy.
Once was bad enough, but twice?
She wasn’t strong enough for that.
Chains bit into my wrists as I thrashed, a growl rumbling in my chest. I pulled until my shoulders burned and the taste of metal and blood filled my mouth.
“Finished what you started,” Albert replied. “Never tasted anything like it before. I can see why you didn’t want to share.”
Jameson frowned, moving to his feet. The temperature dropped as he shut his tablet. “You were not authorized to do that,” he said.
“What does it matter? It’s not like she was somebody important,” Albert reasoned, as if he weren’t talking abouther, someone who, to me, was everything.
Bianca.
I lunged, and my breath turned ragged. But they ignored me.
“It matters because you answer to me,” Jameson replied. “Tell me she’s still alive.”
Albert didn’t look so confident anymore. “She was half-dead when I left, so I told the wolves to have fun and dispose of the rest.”
A static began to play in my thoughts, and my ears buzzed.
“No.” I knew what I heard, but there was no way…
Jameson glared. “You idiot.”
“What’s the problem?” Albert looked between us, and whatever power he’d gained from Bianca must have given him a sense of false confidence. “What do you care about some fae nobody?”
