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arms ignoring her cry to stay for just a little while.
This had been going on for three days, although it seemed more like a lifetime. River hadn t been
sleeping well and had lost her appetite. This morning had been the last straw. She couldn t continue
like this. The silence between them was killing her. She knew he enjoyed the sex as he came to her
several times a day, making love to her without saying a word and leaving as soon as they had both
found release. Her heart was breaking and she didn t know what to do. She had no one to talk to. He
wouldn t let her out of their living quarters and apparently Jazin and Manota were not letting Star and
Jo out either. River knew she had to do one of two things, break the wall between them or give up. It
hadn t helped that for the past two days she had been very nauseated when she had gotten up. She
figured the stress of everything was finally getting to her.
Wiping a tear from her cheek, she decided she would play out her part tomorrow night at the dinner
then present Torak with an ultimatum: talk to her or let her go. She was slowly shattering into little
pieces not knowing what to do. River swayed taking deep breaths as another wave of nausea washed
over her. Placing a hand to her stomach, she turned heading for the bathroom. Maybe a shower would
help her feel better. She had only made it halfway through the bedroom when she was struck with a
wave of dizziness that clouded her vision. She tried to make it to the bed but another wave struck her
and darkness descended like a blanket, closing in around her falling form.
Torak sighed throwing the data screen he was holding across the desk. He had been holding the damn
thing for the past hour and couldn t have told a single person what was on it. He hated the silence
between him and River. At first he had just been too angry to talk. He had made love to her in the
bathing pool, his body desperate to know she was okay. He had to leave right after that because he
would have taken her again and again. He could feel himself losing control as the fear he felt at
almost losing her again washed through him with such a violence, it had almost felt physical. He
didn t want to hurt her. Afterwards, he had wanted to punish her. It broke his heart when he came to
bed and saw the evidence of her tears on her face or heard her plead with him to stay and hold her
after they had made love. He couldn t stay with her but he couldn t stay away from her.
Groaning, he felt his body stir again as he remembered the feel of her sweet body wrapped around his
this morning. She was so responsive to his touch. Getting up he gave a disgusted groan. He wanted,
no needed, her again. He had taken her over and over the past few days thinking he could work her
out of his system. He had even thought for a brief moment to go to another female for relief, to see if
that would help but he couldn t imagine touching another.
Moving with purpose, he opened the door to the planning room and headed toward his living quarters.
He would take her again. She was his mate. He had claimed her and he wanted her. Why shouldn t he
take what was his? He thought with a growl. Besides, it wasn t like she didn t enjoy it. Every time
they came together she was wild and willing in his arms.
Nodding at the two guards who moved aside quietly he opened and closed the door softly. Glancing
around the room, he frowned when he saw the uneaten food on the table. The past couple of mornings
he had made sure River had been sent food. The past two days it had been returned uneaten. Surely,
she was up by now, Torak thought with a frown. Perhaps, she was in the shower or the bathing pool.
She seemed to like both of those lately. They had made love in both of them many times since he had
claimed her.
Moving towards the bedroom, he frowned when he saw the windows were still shaded. Giving the
command to lighten them so natural light could pour into the room, Torak gave a cry of alarm when he
saw River lying in a crumpled heap next to the bed. Rushing to her, he gently rolled her over brushing
her hair away from her face with a trembling hand. She was deathly pale, her dark lashes lying so still
on her pale cheeks.
 River, little one, talk to me. Torak begged. He picked her up and laid her on the bed. Pulling a com
from his waist he spoke quickly requesting the healer to his living quarters immediately. River didn t
move as Torak laid her down or when he covered her gently. Feeling her forehead and cheeks he
noted they seemed cool and clammy to his touch. He almost growled when one of his guards knocked
on the bedroom door.
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