CHAPTER 12

Zayne hadn’t waited long after Eva regained consciousness again. He’d scooped her up in his arms. She looked fragile, pale. She was still trembling from whatever hell she’d gone through. He carried her straight to his private quarters. She hadn’t even argued until she saw where they were. “Wait—what are you doing?” Eva asked. Her voice was rough from dehydration. She pushed against his chest, though her strength was nowhere near enough to budge him. “This isn’t necessary, I just need a few days in the infirmary and—” “You were kidnapped,” Zayne cut in sharply. His eyes were as hard as stone. “Someone tried to kill you, Eva. You think I’m leaving you alone again? No.” “But—” “This isn’t up for discussion.” His jaw was locked, his arms tightening slightly around her. “You stay with me. Day and night. Until we know who’s behind this.” Eva swallowed back her protest. Something about the fury in his voice made her heart pound… not from fear, but something else. Something that made her