Once again, Raven found himself on the auction block. His master smirked, thinking his prize fighter was simply enjoying the carnal delights that came from bedding a high-born human, but Raven had other pursuits in mind. He wasn’t interested so much in the bedding as he was in the bathing. Each time they brought him into the bath chamber, he looked for…her. Sina. The first two times he’d volunteered, she hadn’t been present when the other females came to bathe them. He wondered if she would be this time. The other women had refused to speak of her, or what had happened to her. They simply avoided his questions, trying to distract him with their soft touches. But Raven was nothing if not persistent. The saying “like a dog with a bone” definitely applied to his kind. When he found something he wanted, he wasn’t satisfied until he got it. He wanted Sina. Now, standing there while he was inspected along with the other slaves, he had to wonder how far he’d go to claim her.
