Chapter 61

Nadyr paused in the bedroom door. "Amelia," he said quietly. She stood, stunned by the suddenness, and the implied permission for them to be together. "Nadyr," she barely breathed it. "What game is this?" "No game, I think," he replied. "Or at least none that needs to concern you, my mate." She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him, feeling his arms come around her. As she laid her cheek against his chest, sinking into his embrace, she sighed out. On the inhalation she scented the sharp, metallic scent of come on him. She recognised the scent from herself, from the many times that Rikash had smeared her with their combined come. She released Nadyr and recoiled. "They said you had taken a mate," she said, shaken. "No," he shook his head. "Amelia," he braced a hand against the door frame and placed a finger to his lips. He activated something on the cuff that rung his left wrist