Sky took a few steps towards her. “Give it a chance. Torrent is a male of honor, he will respect your wishes regardless of how weak he is. You will be able to get to know him if you move in with him, perhaps you will be pleasantly surprised.”

No way. Candy shook her head. “Does he have a separate room in his… chamber?”

Sky shook her head. “The layout is similar to this.”

“Only one bed?” Candy already knew the answer.

“Yes, of course. Torrent is your mate…”

“I’m afraid that I have to decline. Please thank him for his kind offer.”

Sky’s eyes widened, making them look huge in her head. It was almost comical. “But…”

“No buts, I’ve made up my mind.”

After a few moments of deliberation, Sky nodded her head. She pushed out a deep breath. “I’d better go and inform the king.” She began to walk towards the door. “He won’t be happy.”

Chapter 8

Understatement of the century.

Not happy. Hah! More like completely pissed.

There was a hard, bone jarring knock at the door. One single bang. After about three seconds the key turned in the lock and the door was flung open. The hinges were practically torn out and the wood creaked with the force of the impact as it crashed into the wall.

The door was bigger than a regular one, yet Torrent took up the entire space with his huge body. His whole stance reminded her of a bull about to charge. He even huffed out a breath, making his nostrils flare. His eyes were an even more vivid blue. They were narrowed in on her. His mouth was set, his jaw tense.

Her first reaction, on instinct, was to run, to hide, to get away. Candy had to force herself to stand her ground. She would stand up to him. She still had rights.

The big man advanced, taking enormous strides. His movements were fluid, graceful even considering his enormous bulk. His intense gaze bore into her and for the second time since meeting him she felt like he was the hunter and she the prey.

It became even more difficult to keep her feet rooted to the spot. Candy held up a hand. “Wait. You can’t just…”

Torrent ignored her and closed the small remaining distance between them. He picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder like she was a sack of goods. She made a noise that spoke of shock. He was essentially manhandling her so she was well within her rights. “Put me down.” Her voice sounded relatively calm. Way to go, Candy. “Now.” A little more panicked.

Torrent had turned and was walking towards the door.