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coming. Or did you think I meant that sexually?”
“You know him?” Noah demanded, his arm cradling his bruised ribs. “What the fuck is going on?”
I had to get out of here, had to escape. I had to do something. Had to…
“If you wake up, you’ll leave poor little Noah alone with me,” the Dreamkin said, reading my expression. “You don’t want to leave him, do you? Not with me. If he’s not broken now, he might be by the time I’m done.”
His voice alone was enough to make my skin crawl, even as it pulled me in. How could I be repulsed and drawn at the same time? A cold, dry finger touched my cheek, slid down to my mouth. He shoved his finger between my lips, into my mouth. I bit down hard, and succeeded in doing nothing but smashing my teeth together.
The man laughed. He still looked like a romantic hero, but an even-more-twisted version than in my first dream.
Noah pushed me behind him. He wavered on his feet, but he stood alone as he faced the thing. “Stay away from her.”
The Dreamkin laughed. “Little man, you should be hiding behind her.”
Noah didn’t look at me, but I saw the expression on his face—more anger than surprise. “Go to hell.”
More laughter. “How cute.”
The dream thing said if I woke up, I’d be leaving Noah behind. How was that possible if it was my dream?
Because it wasn’t my dream. The realization came like a cold wind. I was in Noah’s dream, and I had no power there. Did I?
How was this possible? And how had this thing managed to get inside my dreams? I had my own space. No one could get past the walls I’d built. Could they? Or had those walls started to crumble like all walls eventually did?
“You don’t know how to control this place.” The Dreamkin’s smile was as cold as frozen tar, holding me in place. “You’ve so much power inside you and no idea how to use it.”
“What do you mean?” As scared as I was—and I was scared—I wanted to keep him—it—talking. If he was talking, then I could think of a way out of this, for Noah as well as myself.
“Your mother should have told you.”
“My mother?” What the hell did my mother have to do with any of this?
Long hands steepled in front of that disgustingly beautiful face. “I bet you were her favorite, weren’t you? I imagine you were, being his daughter.”
It knew who I was. It knew what I was.
It laughed. “You have so much of him in you, and you don’t know anything.”
I kept my hands still, even though I wanted to wring them, use them to push this thing away from me. “I’m nothing like him.”
“Scares you, doesn’t it?” The man shifted closer, edging past Noah, who was still as he watched, tense and ready to pounce.
“How you survived I don’t know. You must be stronger than you seem though I find that hard to believe.”
My heart was pounding hard. Yes, I was afraid. I was afraid of this dream, afraid that what It said might be true.
This time when it—he—touched my face his fingers were hot—that same heat that I’d felt in my dream last night. My body was tingling from one touch—and my stomach was churning.
“You belong here, Little Light.” The tingling increased deep inside me, low and sexual. “Why don’t you stay?”
It was tempting. I wanted to stay with him.
For like a second.
And then Noah was there. “Dawn, don’t trust it.”
“It?” The Dreamkin said with a pout. “Noah, after all we’ve been through?”
I glanced at Noah. “If I go with you, what happens to him?”
“I have uses for him.”
I didn’t like the way that sounded. This was one of the monsters my father had warned me about. “What are your plans for me?”
White teeth, too straight and perfect to be real, flashed bright in the tan of his face. “I’m going to fuck you, kill you, then take your body back to your daddy for shits and giggles.”
I swear to God my heart stopped at that moment. I was so terrified I was frozen like a stupid bimbo in a
“You know him?” Noah demanded, his arm cradling his bruised ribs. “What the fuck is going on?”
I had to get out of here, had to escape. I had to do something. Had to…
“If you wake up, you’ll leave poor little Noah alone with me,” the Dreamkin said, reading my expression. “You don’t want to leave him, do you? Not with me. If he’s not broken now, he might be by the time I’m done.”
His voice alone was enough to make my skin crawl, even as it pulled me in. How could I be repulsed and drawn at the same time? A cold, dry finger touched my cheek, slid down to my mouth. He shoved his finger between my lips, into my mouth. I bit down hard, and succeeded in doing nothing but smashing my teeth together.
The man laughed. He still looked like a romantic hero, but an even-more-twisted version than in my first dream.
Noah pushed me behind him. He wavered on his feet, but he stood alone as he faced the thing. “Stay away from her.”
The Dreamkin laughed. “Little man, you should be hiding behind her.”
Noah didn’t look at me, but I saw the expression on his face—more anger than surprise. “Go to hell.”
More laughter. “How cute.”
The dream thing said if I woke up, I’d be leaving Noah behind. How was that possible if it was my dream?
Because it wasn’t my dream. The realization came like a cold wind. I was in Noah’s dream, and I had no power there. Did I?
How was this possible? And how had this thing managed to get inside my dreams? I had my own space. No one could get past the walls I’d built. Could they? Or had those walls started to crumble like all walls eventually did?
“You don’t know how to control this place.” The Dreamkin’s smile was as cold as frozen tar, holding me in place. “You’ve so much power inside you and no idea how to use it.”
“What do you mean?” As scared as I was—and I was scared—I wanted to keep him—it—talking. If he was talking, then I could think of a way out of this, for Noah as well as myself.
“Your mother should have told you.”
“My mother?” What the hell did my mother have to do with any of this?
Long hands steepled in front of that disgustingly beautiful face. “I bet you were her favorite, weren’t you? I imagine you were, being his daughter.”
It knew who I was. It knew what I was.
It laughed. “You have so much of him in you, and you don’t know anything.”
I kept my hands still, even though I wanted to wring them, use them to push this thing away from me. “I’m nothing like him.”
“Scares you, doesn’t it?” The man shifted closer, edging past Noah, who was still as he watched, tense and ready to pounce.
“How you survived I don’t know. You must be stronger than you seem though I find that hard to believe.”
My heart was pounding hard. Yes, I was afraid. I was afraid of this dream, afraid that what It said might be true.
This time when it—he—touched my face his fingers were hot—that same heat that I’d felt in my dream last night. My body was tingling from one touch—and my stomach was churning.
“You belong here, Little Light.” The tingling increased deep inside me, low and sexual. “Why don’t you stay?”
It was tempting. I wanted to stay with him.
For like a second.
And then Noah was there. “Dawn, don’t trust it.”
“It?” The Dreamkin said with a pout. “Noah, after all we’ve been through?”
I glanced at Noah. “If I go with you, what happens to him?”
“I have uses for him.”
I didn’t like the way that sounded. This was one of the monsters my father had warned me about. “What are your plans for me?”
White teeth, too straight and perfect to be real, flashed bright in the tan of his face. “I’m going to fuck you, kill you, then take your body back to your daddy for shits and giggles.”
I swear to God my heart stopped at that moment. I was so terrified I was frozen like a stupid bimbo in a
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