He bolted upright, uncertain what to expect. When he saw no signs of struggle, he forced himself to relax back on the bed. A smug smile tugged at his lips as memories of last night came back to him. Despite his inexperience, he had brought her pleasure.And he’d do it again as soon as she came back. He glanced at the door, but his attention snagged on the dresser.Carnwennan.He was out of the bed in seconds. Caly would never leave her knife behind unless by force. Shoving his legs into jeans, he tried to sense her, but he couldn’t get a lock on her through the murdering rage that took hold of him.That left the Between.Anger that he had allowed this to happen tightened its’ strangle hold on him. Anything was better than the petrifying fear that tried to take root. Bottling that anger, using it, he fell through space and landed with a jarring thud outside her house in the other world. The few who saw him ran. Ruman turned in a circle, searching for the familiar light of his charge.Only to stop short to see her in the house behind him.A snort of disbelief escaped, almost giddy with relief, and he shook his head at how tied up in knots she had him.He reappeared in the bedroom and hurried to dress and catch up with her before she zipped off into danger.
