Page 1 of Shattered Oath

CHAPTER ONE

Aurora

“What do you mean I’m not allowed in the kitchen anymore?” I question the guard standing in my way.

“Orders of the Boss,” he says. I frown as I stare at the hefty man. Lev has never had problems with me spending time in the kitchen. Why is it different all of a sudden?

Two days have gone by since the attack, and things have changed. I don’t know what to make of it. I know he’s avoiding me. I can’t count the times I’ve tried to talk to him, and he has refused to give me an audience.

At first, I assumed he was dealing with the aftermath of the attack. I’ve tried to figure out who was responsible for the whole thing. But even if anyone in this house knows anything, they’re not talking to me. Seems like they just don’t want to tell me.

But why can’t I go to the damn kitchen?

It doesn’t make any sense.

My only relief is that Lev and his men handled the situation well. Who knows, I might not be here today if it weren’t for them. But ever since that night, Lev has shut himself off from the rest of the world.

Or maybe just from just me. I hate to admit it, but it hurts like hell.

“Is there anything else?” The guard’s voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

“Are any other parts of the property restricted?” I ask.

“Yes, ma’am. Some other parts are off limits right now,” he says as two men pass us. I’m thrown off-guard when they glare in my direction. I can’t figure out what is going on with everyone.

“Where is he?” I question. “Lev,” I add, in case I’m not making myself clear.

“The boss is unavailable right now, ma’am,” he replies.

Unavailable.

I sigh, wondering what I’ll do now that the kitchen is barred to me.

“Okay. Can I at least speak with Elena?” I ask. The guard remains unmoving.

“I’m afraid not,” he says curtly and I stare at him.

Seriously, what the hell is going on here?

Nothing seems to add up. Is there still some kind of security threat out there? Are we in danger? God, I hope Lev isn’t being targeted.

Of course he is, you fool.

He’s a freaking Bratva boss!

I know it’s part of this world, but I’m growing more and more worried about the danger my husband must live with. I know some of his men were shot during the attack. The thought makes me shudder. Of course he’s going to be on guard. This isn’t about me. Why would it be?

My mind spins with the memories of what happened between us before the attack.

God, that was so fucking intense. The things he did…

I shake my head. There was more to it then. Yes, the sex was explosive, but something changed that night. I’d felt it between us.

I still feel it now.

Especially when he’s not telling me what’s going on. Hell, he won’t even talk to me. No-one would!

I stand in the hallway feeling like a complete fool. I know I need to get my mind off things by having a word with someone.

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