surprised by this were the McBains, although the narrow gaze of Trice told me it wasn’t totally ineffective…
Yeah, take that sting, you bastard!
“Holy Gorgon balls!” Nero gasped before a shudder wracked her body and I had to say, my ego took the hit. Fuck, but what did they think I did with the one soul destined to be mine, keep her in a cage? Oh right, no they just thought I fucking collared her like a dog and kept her on a leash close by ready for when I was hungry.
Fucking Idiot, Luc!
Gods, I had really fucked this up, I thought at the same time resisting the urge to scrub a hand down my face. Instead, I told her in a hard tone,
“I can assure you, I care for what is mine.” Her wide eyes shot to mine and she started to shake her head a little. But before she could speak, Trice scoffed making the bulk of his body rise and fall with the verbal disbelief that made me want to rip his fucking head off once more. Shame I needed the bastard. But despite that, I still warned,
“Remember Shifter, it’s a long way down from this tower after first having your fucking wings ripped off.” He snarled back but wisely took my threat as one best not responded to. Besides, my brother took that moment to stride towards me and snarl in a low tone,
“A word, Šeš.” I held the shifter’s gaze a few seconds longer, ignoring the way Nero nudged Vern and whispered not so subtly,
“Okay, I feel like I am missing an episode here.” Vern didn’t answer but his lips twitched as he fought a smile and it was enough for me to give up the death glare. Especially knowing that unfortunately now was not the time to force him to my will. Like making him shave his head, draw a line down the centre as his new ass crack and make him believe he needed to do a handstand every time he needed a shit!
My brother placed a hand on my arm and ground out my name,
“Lucius.” I didn’t respond to this how I usually would have had it been in front of my kingdom. But as it stood, in front of these six, who I had chosen to be in the know, it no longer mattered. However, the knowledge that he was my brother didn’t need to come to light right now. Not for plans to be put into place regarding helping Amelia.
“Witch, see to my woman,” I ordered sternly before yanking my arm free and then turning my glare back to my brother, ignoring Nero’s dry, mumbled reply,
“Yeah, ‘cause that is usually what I go by these days, ‘cause four letters of Nero are so hard to remember for a Vamp’s memory.” I glared back at her to see Vern place a hand at her belly and pull her back to his taller frame before nodding to me and telling her teasingly,
“They also hae bonnie hearing, Lass,” After this her sheepish gaze shot back to me and she quickly held up her hands and said,
“On second thoughts, Witch is just all kinds of Hell’s dandy.” I scoffed as Vern chuckled heartedly behind her and with the besotted look he was sporting, I almost felt sorry for the poor bastard.
Falling in love was fucking brutal!
“Dariush, come with me,” I snapped back after turning to face the opposite direction. I walked towards the wall behind the only seating area in this sparse space and my brother followed as I knew he would. Then I continued around the seats and through the illusion wall opening that most likely made it look as though I had just disappeared. The truth was that the whole tower was surrounded by hidden doorways like this. In fact, all levels beneath my private bedchamber consisted of two layers, the first was a massive spiral staircase that framed all the rooms at its core.
There was a bathroom, living space, training room, grand banqueting hall and where we were headed now, my office. Now why most of these rooms even existed I didn’t fucking know, as no one ever came here to fill them. But then again, during the time it was being built I don’t suppose Lucifer knew what it would be primarily used for. As neither of us had ever expected it to become a living vault and used to hide one of the most powerful supernatural weapons in all the