Page 115 of Polestar
Magnus looked up into her face, reflecting her passion as they ascended.
He licked his lips.“You’re sure, Ana?About the mating?It’ll probably hurt.”
As she looked into his eyes and saw her own vulnerability, she slowed her pace, rolling her hips.
She’d said forever, and that’s what a mating was.
She’d spent enough time around shifters to understand that much, regardless of the mechanics.
“Yes,” she breathed as her desire continued to ascend.“Yes, Magnus, I’m sure.”
“Gods, I’ll never get enough of you, Ana.”
Tears gathered as her heart soared, opening to him.Those words sent her over the edge.
Too much.
“Magnus!”she warned; the colors in the room converged around them as she exploded.As her climax took her over, she gripped him, determined to take him with her.
Pain shot through the muscle at the crook of her shoulder.She dimly realized Magnus bit her as he joined her.It did nothing to detract from the rolling waves of ecstasy crashing through her.
TWENTY-SEVEN
“Ana!Canyouhearme, Ana?”Antony’s voice boomed through Ana’s consciousness.
“Yes, stop shouting.”She groaned as energy continued to thrum through her while her shoulder throbbed with discomfort.She was back in the white space, the cave of coalescing colors nowhere to be seen.
This time, the texture to the place was different.
Internally, she felt different.The weight—no, the closedness—of her heart had lessened.Like her protective walls had crumbled away.It felt more open.Raw.Free.
“Ah thank God.I thought I’d lost you there for a minute.”
“Only a minute?”She reached out, touching the film surrounding her.
I thought it was more like thirty…
“Yeah, you were talking about a bear, then just went quiet for a minute.I was freaking out here.”
“Sorry,” she murmured, fingers scratching at the film she’d been unable to see before, and pushed with her fingertip.It gave way like a dusty web coating an abandoned doorway.
Swiping at the clingy stuff, she cleared the way to step through into a room she’d never seen before, but instantly knew was the king’s chamber.
And it was a busy place as she took in her new surroundings.
Antony stood to her immediate left, expression drawn in worry as he looked her over.At her feet lay her body, eyes closed and pale.Across from her body, she faced another mirror aspect of herself, which sent a shiver through her.
This is too weird.I really need to wake up.
You can’t wake up yet,she said.Her otherselfpointed to an old man standing by the king’s bedside.
The shaman.
He needs you to break the spell before the king dies.
Shouting drew Ana’s focus to the other side of the room, where Elias stood inside the doorway facing his mother and her companion.Magnus lay unconscious at their feet, a blanket draped over him.
“That human needs to be imprisoned,” Ulla Matochkin said to the guards beyond the room as she pointed at Ana’s inert body on the floor.“We stopped her from assassinating the king for Magnus.”
