“We just got you back,” Maddie said, and my heart almost broke for my timid little sister.
“I know, sister,” I said. “But I cannot take all of this in. I am struggling to see how this life is different.” I met eyes with Styx again. “To me it appears that you have simply exchanged one controlling environment for another. I am worried that you are not free here at all. You have simply been given a greater cage in which to roam.”
My words were like a trigger to Mae’s lover. His face reddened with barely suppressed rage. Mae took hold of his arm and made him face her. She put her hands on his cheeks, and he closed his eyes, breathing in deeply. Her touch seemed to calm the man down.
“Maddie,” Mae said. “Please show Bella your old room. She can rest there.”
Maddie took my hand. I let her lead me away, up wooden stairs to a bedroom. Maddie hovered by the door as I walked to the bed and sat down. I let my eyes drift around the pretty furnishings, then out of the large window that overlooked a grass verge.
“Bella,” Maddie finally said. I looked at my sister. Her head was down and her hands were clasped in front of her. “I just . . . I just want you to be happy.”
My heart shattered at her words, because I knew that she meant it. Maddie had the kindest heart I had ever known.
“I know you do.”
Movement from the window caught my eye, and I saw a large dark figure emerge from the trees. My stomach flipped. He was the most terrifying man I had ever seen. “Someone is coming,” I announced. Maddie sighed.
“That will be Flame. He never leaves me for long.”
“That is your husband?”
Maddie nodded, and I saw her happiness light her from inside. “Yes. He is the one I love. He is the other half of my soul.”
Flame stopped below the window and stared up at me. He looked to my side, and his lip curled into the beginnings of a smile. Maddie. Maddie had moved beside me.
My sister pressed a kiss to my cheek and walked toward the door. I dropped my head, feeling an ache begin to throb behind my eyes.
“Bella?”
“Yes?”
“I do not know much about matters of the heart. But I know what it is like to harbor feelings for a man people greatly disapprove of. Who people regard as wrong, unsalvageable or sinful.” Maddie blushed. “But I also know what it is like when you are in their arms. In their hearts. It is different. You can make them different . . . you can show them that they too can be saved, even when they believe they are a lost cause.” Maddie looked me directly in the eyes. “I know what Rider has done is bad. And I can see how much of a toll all this has been on you. But . . . but I do not believe he is evil. He may be lost, confused . . . but I believe he can be saved. You, Bella. You can save him. You have that ability.”
“MADDIE!” I jumped as a loud roar of my sister’s name came from below the window.
Maddie smiled. “I must go.”
Maddie disappeared out of sight. I realized that gone was my timid little broken girl. In her place was a grown and strong woman. One that had just shaken my world.
Chapter Fourteen
Bella
I lay down on the bed and tried to close my eyes. The hours ticked by. I tried to find sleep, but it did not come. All I could think of was Rider. I needed to speak to him. I needed to hear all this from him.
The bedroom door creaked open. In the moonlight, I saw Mae enter the room. I sat up as she padded silently to my bed. Without speaking, she handed me a key. I frowned as I took it from her hand.
Checking no one was behind her, Mae whispered, “Go out the door, walk directly through the trees, then take a right. He is in the old barn.”
“Mae,” I said almost silently.
Leaning forward, Mae kissed my forehead and helped me from the bed. She handed me a long black sleeveless dress, and I removed my white wedding garment and pulled it on. I slipped my feet into the sandals I had been wearing when I wed Rider. I followed her down the stairs and out of the house.
Turning, I met Mae’s eyes and mouthed, “Thank you.”
Mae smiled and shut the door. I cast my eyes over the darkness surrounding me. I swallowed the unease I felt at being in such a strange, unknown place and rushed to follow the directions Mae had given me, gripping tightly to the key in my hands.
I had to get to him.
My hurried steps were accompanied by the sound of night owls hooting and unseen crickets chirping. My breathing came fast and hard as I cut through the dense gathering of leaves. I turned right and stopped dead when I saw an old wooden barn. A dim light came from the cracks between the wood, and I knew that just beyond the door was Rider.
I crept forward. I opened the door with the key Mae had given me and slipped inside, sealing myself in.
Then I turned around . . . and the scene I was met with obliterated whatever was left of my broken heart. Rider was in the center of the room, dirtied by the floor and secured by rusty shackles, long chains coming from the cuffs on his wrists. He was lying down on the dirty ground, his body radiating utter defeat . . . and I felt my soul cry out in sympathy.
Once again he was the prisoner. I realized then that no matter where Rider went, here or the commune, he was always alone. Would always be alone.
He was an eternal outcast. Never belonging in either world that he had walked in.
The pain of that realization robbed me of my breath.
Forcing my feet to move, I silently made my way over to the center of the barn, a single dim, bare bulb spotlighting the man I had given all of myself to. And no matter what I had been told since I had arrived in this strange place, I simply could not believe he was evil. Even though all the evidence pointed that way, I could not make my head nor my heart agree.