bedroom, be bunk buddies and braid each other’s hair. Yeah, that’d be cool, right?”
“Fuck you, Unseelie.”
The bastard just gave me a chilling smile, lips curled, revealing his teeth. His dark eyes glinted as he watched me. “You know it wasn’t her, right?”
I stiffened, my jaw clenched until my teeth nearly cracked as Mojin took a step closer.
“Look at me,” he commanded.
I stared at the damn wall.
“Wolf, look at me.”
I jerked my gaze to his.
“What am I?” he asked.
“What the fuck is this? Twenty goddamn questions?” I snarled.
“What the fuck am I, Phantom?”
“Unseelie. Dark Fae, and a massive pain in my ass.”
“Cold, ruthless, a savage. Those are our natural fucking emotions. I have to work to be this fucking nice. I’m positively a fucking saint.”
My lips curled at the words. Mojin, a saint? The bastard could be downright feral, malevolent and downright scary at times.
“It’s our nature to keep control, do anything we can to protect what’s ours, and what has your FBI agent done?”
“Protected what was hers.” Deep down I already knew that. I just wanted some way to prove she understood.
“Chaos rules her, brother, just like it rules us all. She’s fought her damn nature for longer than I damn well hoped. For a pissant mortal, she’s pretty fucking tough. It’s more than sex for her, more than a need. You are hers, and no matter who or what threatens either one of you, expect her to come out all fucking guns blazing—Unseelie style.”
“And where does that leave me now?” I muttered, desperation riding my every breath.
Mojin just stepped closer and clapped me on the shoulder. “In one very precarious situation, my brother, that’s where you are. I can’t tell you what to do, only remind you what she is now. Deal or no deal, you’re stuck with her…unless you decide otherwise.”
He left then, leaving those last words to echo in my damn head. Decide otherwise…the thought slipped into my head. Just walk away, let her leave.
I want a break, Phantom.
A tremor raced through my body before the low growl of my beast slipped through my head. There was no way I’d let her leave. No way I could spend one more fucking hour without her. So how the hell did I fix this?
I glanced over my shoulder, looking for Mojin. But the Unseelie was gone, disappearing into the shadows once more. “Figures,” I muttered, and strode toward the warehouse's back door. Rain still pounded against the steel walls, filling the inside with noise.
A perfect fucking accompaniment to the day. I shoved the door open and stepped outside, made my way to where the white Ford was parked, and looked toward the Hunting Ground.
Carina was gone. One scan of the street outside the club, and I found the Jeep gone, too. It almost fucking killed me to watch her skid to a stop outside the club and raced around the side to the door only to find the thing locked.
Still, she didn’t give up. I almost ran after her as she disappeared down the side of the club, venturing into the Dark City. That was not a place I wanted her to be. Luckily, Mojin decided at that moment to venture out of the Unseelie portal. Whatever the brother said to her made her run back to the safety of the club.
Then she was gone, tires squealing as she peeled away from this side of the city, heading for the mortal side once more. I climbed into the Ford and backed out, turning the car around and waiting for the gate to roll open before I eased the sedan through and headed for the empty parking lot behind the Hunting Ground.
I had to find a way out of this, a way that protected both the Vampires and Carina. I pulled into the lot and climbed out, heading for the back door. My phone ran as I punched in the code for the lock.
“Church,” I answered.
“I just had a call from Griffin. The Breeds have a lead on the doctor and the young Wolf.”
Hope flared through me as I yanked open the door and stepped inside. “And they’re both alive?”
“Yes, and being held together, it seems. There’s evidence of blood…the Wolf’s, not the doctor’s. Seems our young Wry is protecting her.”
“Jesus,” I muttered, remembering the detached gaze of the young male and the way he unnerved me. “You think he’ll hurt her?” I turned along the hallway, flicking on the lights as I entered the living quarters.
“Who knows, the male