Chapter 17

Icran felt a headache coming on; he felt dizzy and sick. He knew one thing though, his connection with Rhae was fading. He knew Katyana had taken her out; he let it happen so that Rhae could calm down a little. But something was wrong, and it made him pissed. Before he could stop himself, he was pulling on his cloak and abandoning the sleeping, naked woman in his bed. He followed the tugging of his bond with Rhae, charging down the streets and pushing away anyone in his path. One tiny thing could send him into a rage, so he was careful not to speak to anyone in his path.

Icran finally came upon Rhae, Katyana and- he paused. The princess, what the hell is she doing here? The girls were sitting on a bench with two men leaning over the group, grinning. One of the men was twirling Rhae's new dark, wavy hair. Icran began charging towards the men, ready to destroy them.

Before he grabbed their attention, the man twirling Rhae's hair pulled it to make her look