Page 17 of Trapping Her

“I’m guessing you have something to tell me.”

“Yes.” He stops pacing and turns to study me.

“Are you going to tell me?”

“You should know as long as you’re feeding from her she will not age any faster than you or I. You wont lose her, Cameron.” Relief like I have never felt in my entire existence hits me with so much force, I almost sink to my knees.

“Thank you.” I get out through the sudden tightness in my throat.

His eyes move over my shoulder and I move to block his view of Isabel in bed. “You deserve the relief and happiness you’re experiencing. I have a feeling that from this moment on things are not going to be easy for you and your mate, for any of the mated pairs the prophecy spoke of.”

“As long as I have Isabel nothing else matters.”

“I believe that.” He nods. “Good night, Cameron, and congratulations.”

‘Thank you.” I watch him disappear.

I close the door and climb back into bed. The moment I do, Isabel curls around me asking, “Is everything okay.”

“Yes, love, everything is definitely okay.” I kiss the top of her head then I close my eyes. It takes me a while to fall asleep because my mind is overwhelmed with all that has happened. When I do drift off, I do so with the woman I have loved for hundreds of years in my arms, and our children growing safely within her womb.



My phone ringing wakes me, and I carefully roll away from Isabel and grab it off the bedside table. When I see Clemence’s name on the screen, I get out of bed while putting the phone to my ear, saying quietly, “Give me a minute.”

“Cameron.” Isabel’s soft voice greets my ears and I look at my wife, the mother of my children. “Who’s calling?” she asks, getting up on her elbow and pushing her long hair away from her face.

“Clemence.” I lean over her, brushing my lips against hers. “Rest. I’ll return shortly.”

“Is everything okay?”

I smile. “I don’t know. I haven’t spoken to him yet.”

“Oh.” She drops her eyes to my mouth and I bite back a curse of annoyance. I’d much rather be waking to fuck my wife than deal with Clemence.

“I’ll be back.” I kiss her quickly once more then force myself to leave the room.

When I reach the end of the hall, I put the phone back to my ear. “What is it?”

“He kidnapped a human.”

“Who?” I question, going down the stone stairs to the first floor.

“Samuel. He kidnapped a human woman,” he says, sounding furious.

“Who told you this?” I ask, lifting my chin at Angus when he steps into my study and raises a brow.

“My spies, who else?”

“What else did they tell you?”

“He’s disappeared with her. He’s obviously lost his mind.”

I shake my head. The only thing that could possibly cause Samuel to act so recklessly is if the woman is his mate. “Where did he taking her?”

“I don’t know. No one knows. You need to track him down.”

“No,” I deny. “I’m not leaving my family.”

Just two months ago, Isabel gave birth to our twins, Douglas and Isla, and since their birth, we’ve been staying in Scotland. It’s too soon for me to leave them.

“Do you know what could happen if humans catch wind of what Samuel really is?”

“I do. But I don’t think you understand what will happen to anyone who tries to get between Samuel and his mate.”

“His mate?” he hisses.

“Samuel isn’t reckless. There is no other reason for him to take a woman, especially not a human.”

“Fuck.” I hear a crash through the phone. “We need to speak with him if he’s found his mate.”

“When the time is right, he will come back,” I say then lift my head when I hear a small cry. “My daughter’s awake.”

“Right, go to her. I’ll find a way to get a message to Samuel.”

“Good luck.” I hang up, knowing he’d have better luck finding a leprechaun at the end of a rainbow. If Samuel doesn’t want to be found, he won’t be.

“Samuel found his mate?” Angus asks.

“He kidnapped a human woman. My guess is she’s his mate. We will have to wait to find out if I’m right when he gets back from wherever he’s taken her,” I reply then stand and go to the door. “In the meantime, I’m going to enjoy every moment I have with my wife and children.”