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followed, Caleb gathered shards of energy into
his gut and pushed outward, shrinking in size and strength. His scales flattened
and smoothed into tanned skin. His wings folded into his back, disappearing into
his muscles effortlessly.
    As he glanced up, he caught Lucy’s gaze. He shouldn’t get used
to the way she looked at him, though it’d be damn easy. Her sapphire eyes nearly
glowed with awe and admiration. Those feelings would change once she found out
that he was the one responsible for her brother’s disappearance in the first
place.
    He should’ve been at Tristan’s side.
    He should’ve never left to wander the Sindraco village.
    Finding Tristan alive would mean Caleb hadn’t failed as a
partner and friend as miserably as he’d believed all these years. It would mean
the guilt Caleb had borne could lessen and, with time, diminish completely. It
was really the only way Lucy would forgive him...the only way he’d forgive
himself.
    “Come on,” Caleb said, and grabbed Lucy’s hand. He needed to
get inside and put some clothes on. And Lucy needed to dry off. She was
drenched. Her honey-blond hair was plastered to her head, with silky strands
covering her face. “Let’s go inside and wait out the storm.”
    “Wait.” She resisted, pulling back.
    Sheets of rain cascaded over them, turning the gray-faced stone
of the castle black. It slashed sideways on the wind, soaking them despite the
overhead cover.
    Once Caleb’s gaze settled on Lucy, he couldn’t tear his eyes
away. Her white tank top was sopping wet and see-through. The cotton clung to
her skin, revealing two perfectly pink nipples drawn tight from the rain.
    Caleb’s skin tightened over his bones. He knew that look; it
was desire in its purest form. Could he resist Lucy again? The clenching in his
gut warned that he wouldn’t be able to hold back another second if she didn’t
quit looking at him that way.
    What happened in the chamber had surprised the hell out of him.
He wasn’t supposed to feel such heated intensity with someone like Lucy, someone
he truly cared for. It was supposed to be physical—two people releasing tension,
and nothing more.
    But their encounter was light years away from being something
dry and impersonal.
    Lucy lit a fire in his gut, releasing all kinds of primal
desire and pent-up rage. She was hotter than he could’ve imagined. He’d always
known they had chemistry that burned off the charts, but he wasn’t expecting to
feel sated from pleasuring her. Watching her climax stirred something inside
him. It aroused him like never before.
    It was all he could think about.
    “What are you waiting for?” he asked.
    “Can’t you wait out here?” Lucy shouted as thunder grumbled
through the clouds.
    “Why the hell would I do that?” Caleb couldn’t budge a muscle.
Not when she was staring at him with those gorgeous azure eyes—the ones that put
his heart in a vise and squeezed. “Come on, let’s get inside and dry off. After
the storm passes we’ll head out again.”
    She shook her head, sending wet tendrils of hair flying about
her face. “I’ll go inside and find the chest. If there’s anything in it that’ll
help find Tristan, I’ll come back out and let you know.”
    “And I’m supposed to wait out here for you like a good little
boy?” He laughed. “The clouds are dropping buckets and I’m buck ass naked.
You’re being ridiculous. Come on.”
    He took her hand. She ripped it away.
    “Fine,” Lucy said, “then you go inside and I’ll stay out
here.”
    “You’re not making a lick of sense.” He brushed a golden lock
out of her face. Her bottom lip trembled, making Caleb want to suck it into his
mouth. There were so many things he ached to say. He wanted to tell her about
the day he left Tristan to guard the portal by himself. But out here, on a ledge
high up in the castle tower, in the middle of a storm, wasn’t the place to say
such things. “If you wanna argue, we can do it