He wasn’t wrong and it was really annoying. Humans did kill humans but humans were also taught from a very young age not to go into the Night Court part of the city. They weren’t welcomed there and if caught they would be killed. And yet… the ‘Dark Lord’ hadn’t made a move to harm her in any way.

Well not physically at least.

Feyre’s mouth dropped open and her thighs squeezed together at his words. She could feel her body react, no doubt her scent thickening, as she pictured his dark head of hair between her thighs, his mouth on her, his eyes never leaving her.

“That… will never happen.” The young human swallowed hard and looked away. She stewed in her own thoughts, squirming as she kept picturing the Alpha between her thighs. She needed to get out of the tiny vehicle and his soft masculine Alpha scent.

She gasped and tensed up when the landscape suddenly changed. Where were they? They weren’t in the city anymore. Feyre had never left the city in her life. She had so many questions as she saw the sleepy settlement. But she wasn’t only curious but a little scared too. Feyre had no idea what was going to happen.

“What makes you think you can catch me?” Trying to hide how she felt, Feyre wiggled out of the car and came face to face with Rhysand and his chest. There was barely any room for them.

Swallowing hard and keeping her hands to herself she looked up at him. “Where are we?”