“Cozy, isn’t it?” Rakos murmurs hot in Bellamy’s ear. “You just sleep now. I’ll drive.” They ride deeper into the forest, and Bellamy doesn’t sleep. He’s too content and cozy snuggled up against Rakos. “I’m so lucky to have stumbled into you.” “I don’t think that was luck,” Rakos says. “The storm that blew you off course was probably Prince Vana’s attempt to cover up my exile. I’m the one who’s lucky you decided to take that collar off.” “You’re welcome, then. My most successful kidnapping ever.”
