Kalan stomped up the stairs, and slammed the door to the basement behind him. She was pissing him off. He wanted to scream. He couldn’t believe she did that – she put herself in harm’s way because she wanted to get away from him. The need to tie her to his bed in order to keep her safe gripped him. He wanted to turn around and walk back into that room and do just that, but he forced himself to walk away.
“Is she alright?” Oren asked as he met him at the stairs.
“She’s fine,” he said irritably as he walked to the front door. “ Tell me you found a trace of him.”
“No. He was long gone by the time the guards got out there. But they’re still searching for him.”
Kalan came to a stop and stared at the thick forest surrounding his kingdom. The bastard could be anywhere. His heart squeezed in
