ALAIA

“I said no talking,” I growled.

I shoved a piece of cloth into Nas’s mouth as I rode him. For the past months, I haven’t been able to find anything on James. The stupid scarf didn’t do me any favors. No matter what I tried, I couldn’t get his exact location. I was so close to him that day. So close to being with him. It was frustrating. So frustrating, I needed an outlet.

Entered Nas. Ever since that day I rescued him from the dungeons, he’s been quiet. Too quiet. I felt he wasn’t grateful for the fact that I saved his life, even those of his men....