Chapter 36

SYLVIA

I dreamt of Hunter, of him holding me, kissing me, making love to me. So clearly, so vividly. Then it turned into a nightmare. It wasn’t Hunter but Drake who was caressing me, Drake whose lips and hands were everywhere on my body. I screamed myself awake.

Bathed in sweat I tried to sit up on the bed only to find that my hands were cuffed to the steel headboard.

“Damn you, Drake!” I yelled out my frustration, straining on the cuffs, but it was useless. I wasn’t strong enough.

“Finally. I thought you were never going to wake up. We have to move, unfortunately. Your little Prince is being troublesome. In fact, he’s getting to be a real pain in the ass.” Drake stood in the doorway, holding something in his hands I couldn’t make out.

Hunter searched for me. Hope surged through me. If I could just mind link him, but Kira was still out of it from the wolfsbane and I doubted if