My heart was beating a mile a minute and I couldn’t seem to control my breathing. All I could focus on was Alek’s hand on mine, how rough and comforting it was, the way he interlaced our fingers and the way his thumb stroked the back of my hand.
Alek Volkov was driving me insane and he does this all with a look of triumph on his mischievous face.
“What are you doing?” I whisper out.
An untamable glint on his eyes gave shivers down my spine. “Taking.”
And I let him. Out of the castle and into the cold night, I’m brought to the frozen lake. The snow was falling all around us making everything look mystifying and whimsical. It wasn’t as beautiful as Russia but with Alek’s hand on mine, it was close.
If I imagined the bright lights from the castle were the northern lights, it would jus
