Natalia’s POV
“Andrei!” I stumbled through the forest in nothing but lingerie and goosebumps. “Where did you go?”
There was still no answer. I’d called him several times now, but the only response I ever got was the wind and the distant sound of music from the festival.
Gritting my teeth, I grabbed my dress from where I’d left it and pulled it back on. My fingers fumbled with the zipper, and I had to try three times before I got it up. The whole time, I kept looking around, expecting him to appear from behind a tree or step out from the shadows.
But he didn’t.
What the hell? We’d been in the middle of something. He’d said yes to the ritual. He’d kissed me like he meant it. And then he just… left?
I walked deeper into the forest, searching. “Andrei, seriously, this isn’t funny anymore
