Kieran’s POV“Search the area, my pet.” I order my Raven, watching through his eyes as he circles around the dark forest in search of my missing bride. “She can’t have gone far without our knowing.” Anxiety rises within my system as my faithful pet continues flying through the forest with no sighting of my bride. Where could they have gone without my knowing? I have had eyes all through the forest, watching her as she makes her way deeper into the darker parts. My fist slams down on the diamond desk spread out before me, a small crack appearing from the force of my fist. Just then my mother walks into my office, her brow raised in question as she stares at me in curiosity. Pulling my consciousness from my pet, I turn and glare at my mother, upset at her interruption. “What do you want Mother, as you can see, I am busy.” I growl at her, my annoyance with her coming through in my words.Instead of being put off by my foul mood, my mother seems amused by the fact that something is both

Jamari’s POVIt has been three days since the man who kidnapped me has returned to my prison, and that is what this hut has become, a prison. Even though I have the freedom to walk out of the hut door if I want, it would mean nothing good for me if I did. The few times that I ventured to take a peak out of the hut door, my eyes have been met with the hungry gaze of dirty men lounging around, just waiting for me to make the mistake of leaving the safety of this hut. The only people that I have seen since being thrown in my hut are the women who bring me food three times a day and warm water to bathe in at the end of each day. I was too afraid to strip down and bathe the first night here, scared that it was a trick and the man would come in and rap me if I stripped away my clothing, but by the second day I risked it because I couldn’t stand my smell any longer. Now, on day four, I would welcome the man’s company, if for nothing else than to learn where my mate and Adam are being held.

Morgana’s POV “Here Adam.” I thrust my hand in front of his face, a bowl of soup appearing in my outstretched hand. “It has been three days since anyone has come down to check on us, we need to keep our strength up.” Adam reaches out and grabs my offered bowl of soup with a grumbled “thank you”.Settling myself on the dirty floor beside him, another bowl of soup appears in my hands. With a heavy sigh, I dig into the soup, making sure that I finish every last drop in order to keep up my strength for when the man returns. If the man returns. After three days of nothing it is coming more apparent that he has left us here to die. Three days of sitting in this cell, worrying about Jamari and whether her and her child are safe or even alive. Well, I know she is alive, I can feel her energy still strong as ever through our mate bond. That is the only thing that has kept me from going crazy in this dark, dirty cell. That, and Adam is actually pretty good company. He has remained calm under

Jamari’s POVWaking from my slumber, I stretch slowly, working out muscles sore from Goddess knows what. Rolling to my side, I reach over to feel for my Kings, but find the bed empty beside me. Popping open an eye, I find myself in a bed that is not my own, in a room that is not mine in any of the Realms. Memories flood my system as I recall what happened just before passing out however long ago. Jerking up in bed, my gaze wanders around the same barren room that I was trapped in for four days, devoid of any sign of life. My hand reaches down and moves over my flat stomach, causing panic to rise up within me. It wasn’t a dream. I really did give birth to my child, but where is she? Flinging the blankets off of me, I move my legs to hang over the side of the bed. In my rush to get up, I trip over my own feet and fall hard on the floor with a loud thud. A cry of pain moves past my lips, filling the quiet around me as I try to pull myself up from the floor. My unsteady legs threaten t

Jamari’s POV The stranger stands there at the entrance of the hut, the sunlight shining in from outside bathing him in ethereal light. Morgana wasn’t wrong in her assessment of them looking like ninjas seen on tv. The only thing exposed on the man is his beautiful dark green eyes, reminding me of a forest and mesmerizing to look at. Our surroundings disappear around us as we both get lost staring at each other. His scent assaults my senses, an earthy smell mixed with the smell of coconuts. An unusual combination that is appealing in its uniqueness. The man is smaller than that of my three Kings, but still taller than my five foot ten inch frame, making him the perfect size. Such a weird thought to have about a man that I have just met. Though there is something familiar about this man. It almost feel like I have met him before, but surely I would remember if I came across a man that was completely covered by clothing. Unless of course my memories were messed with again, somethi