Chapter 44 Turned Against Her

• Sitting inside the library, I lifted my eyes to find Eryx leaning against the door, facing the hallway. It had been days since the heat cycle had ended, and with every passing day. Saint lowered his guard a little more. We'd spent every night together, but during the day, he slipped away to do whatever it was that he and his men were working on below, in my father's apartment.
• I knew that Saint still planned to move us into my father's rooms, but I had no intention of allowing it to ever happen. I'd seen enough of his quarters to last me a lifetime, and the nightmares of them still haunted me. Bad dreams had woken me again last night, drenched in sweat with sobs escaping my throat. Saint had held me through it, which had pissed me off even more than waking up from the hauntingly painful dream.
• Turning the page of my book, I read what Toralei had written between the words. We'd started leaving messages inside books, placing them where they wouldn't draw attention. Picking up the pen, I lifted my gaze to make sure that Eryx continued watching the hall as I jotted down my answer to her plan. The moment he looked over his shoulder, I closed the book. Setting it aside on the coffee table, I stretched out on the sofa I'd pushed in front of the fireplace.