I took back that piece of me as soon as my power touched him, sweet relief pouring through my veins.
“Fuuuuuuuck,” I wheezed.
“Thank the gods,” Rowan swore.
Ethan chuckled. “Seems like your little insurance policy came back to bite you in the ass.”
“Fuck off,” I wheezed.
“Asshole,” Rowan snarled. “Go help, Caelan.”
With a savage grin, Ethan leapt into the fray. Rowan returned his attention to me.
“I’m fine. I promise. Go help Caelan.”
“I’ll stay with her,” Moira said.
Rowan frowned. I pushed at his thigh. “I’ll be up in just a minute. Promise.”
With a short nod, Rowan rose and ran after Caelan.
Moira helped me up. “You sure you’re alright?”
“I am. Just taken by surprise.”
“You got hammered,” Moira said with a short laugh.
I swayed on my feet. “Magic overload.” A laugh bubbled from me. “Won’t do that again.”
Moira slapped me on the shoulder. “Yeah, I don’t believe you. Plus, this is a once in a lifetime event. Caelan will probably never let himself loose like this again.”
At that moment, Titania made a mistake. She moved a hair too slow to miss the lethal edge of Caelan’s claws.
He was a thing of violent glory, unleashed and unholy power fueled upon the backs of his people. Magic snapped and crackedaround him, strikes of golden lighting casting a glow across his land.
Blood sprayed from Titania’s throat, cutting off her scream of alarm. Her power failed, sending her slight body crashing to the ground. Caelan followed her down, ripping and tearing through her golden skin.
Rowan and Ethan stood in a half circle around him, neither interfering in his vengeance. Caelan methodically tore her apart; Titania’s body so damaged she could no longer fend him off.
“Holy shit,” Moira whispered.
Caelan looked like an avenging god, intent on destroying any and all threat to his rule. When Titania lay in pieces at his feet, Caelan rose, his skin etched in rivers of molten gold. His gaze found Rowan first.
My husband stayed perfectly still and dropped his eyes, something I had never seen him do. When Caelan turned his attention to Ethan, the other Lord did the same.
Caelan was a threat to anyone or anything who threatened his territory right now, and from the magic blazing through his veins, neither Lord would be able to stand against him. He slowly turned, his unholy gaze finding me. Our eyes locked for a long moment before Caelan cracked his neck, a terrifying motion that made him look like a puppet on a string and stalked toward me.
“Oh fuck,” I whispered.
“Man,” Moira murmured. “He is the hottest he’severbeen right now.”
“Shut up,” I hissed.
“Mmmm. So dangerous and lethal. Look at him prowling toward you like an animal. He wants to do things to you. Duuuurty things.”
My lips twitched. “I hate you so much.”
She leaned closer and whispered in my ear. “Filthy things.”
