I get out of his home? I assume he has guards?”
Magnus inclined his head.
My stalling, plus my questions to get out of this had plummeted to zero. “You do realize this will probably kill me?”
His smile was raw and scary. “This is what I ask of you. You want the wolf then you will do this tonight. I will set up another portal to send you to his home. I have already scheduled a meeting with him. Be ready in an hour.”
Fucking fuck!
Chapter Nine
The journey back was as hard as the way in. My butt took a hard blow as I landed on the hard marble floors in the Council’s Foyer. As I walked back into the Council’s Hall, I rubbed the pain away with my hand. However, new pain of annoyance gripped me the moment I stepped into the room as Zia exclaimed, “He kissed you.”
“Thanks a lot, Zia. Geesh! Not helping here,” I snapped.
She smiled a very unforgiving grin. “It just took me by surprise is all.”
Kyden stood against the wall, arms crossed, expression calm. Calm angry is much, much worse than raging mad.
My gaze was drawn away from him when Haven rushed forward, and wrapped her arms around me. “I’ve been so worried about you.” She backed away. “He kissed you?”
I sighed, my annoyance growing. It would have been nice to tell Kyden this myself, alone, when I could fully explain what happened. Hearing it the way he was now, wasn’t going to settle his mood any. “I stopped him and besides he was doing it just to goad me.”
“What happened?” Zia asked.
Quickly, I ran through the nights events, but stopped before I told them the job I had to do. “Did you know it looks like a gated community?” I asked Zia.
Her eyes went wide, the blue seemed to grow lighter. “It what?”
“You heard me right,” I retorted. “There were mansions spread out in a giant pentagram. Did you know it looked like that?”
She shook her head, clearly shocked. “I have never been.”
That surprised me. “Really?”
“No one has. Magnus does not welcome others who don’t wish to live in his realm.”
“So tell, tell, what is the job?” Haven asked, impatiently.
I grit my teeth, this was the part I dreaded and attempted to put off for as long as I could. “There is a Warlock in the Underworld Magnus wants me to destroy.”
Zia gasped, her hands coming up to her chest. “That is what he wants of you?”
I nodded grimly. “Someone named Pye.”
Fear swept across Zia’s face as she took a giant step forward to reach out me. “By the Gods, he can’t expect this of you.”
Her attempt stopped when Valor grabbed me by the arms and placed me directly in front of him. “You are not to do this. Dante wouldn’t want you to do this. Pye is a powerful Warlock who could very well kill you.”
“What Dante wants isn’t really up for discussion now is it?” I commented.
“When does he want you to do this?” Talon asked.
My gaze met his, and I took a giant step back. Anger seeped off him with a pure need to keep me safe. My heart clenched a little knowing just how tight my and Talon’s relationship had become. As much as hearing words was nice sometimes, his reaction spoke volumes, and that only made me feel loved.
“In an hour,” I said quietly.
Without any warning, Kyden growled possessively and lunged forward, tore me from Valor’s arms and slammed me up against the wall. “Get the fuck out. All of you,” he roared.
Shock ruminated on every face, including mine. Kyden has always been possessive, but this enraged tone was one that even I had never heard before. He was always put together, rarely wavered from his calm demeanor.
“Kyden,” Talon said softly.
Kyden turned and glared at him. “Get the fuck out.”
Talon gave his son a concerned look, but nodded and followed the rest of them out. I held my breath, waiting for the storm to hit. Sure, I understood that I’d be facing his wrath when I returned, but truth be told, I wasn’t quite expecting this.
His gaze turned back to mine, and I actually shrunk a little. He looked scary—damn scary.
“You are mine,” he growled. I chose to say nothing. “No one gets to kiss your lips. No one gets to drink your blood, and you do not get to fight others without me.”
I waited, letting him get what he had to say out. If I said anything, I’d be a