Page 132 of Sky’s Edge

“If he wants her,” he bit out, “all he has to do is claim her. Not imprison her, monitor her comms, limit them and force her to endure the presence of a mate who does not want her. This isn’t contemporary pushback to traditional cultural expectations, like the demon’s marriage contract. This is not okay, Cat. And I believe you agree with me.”

I did.

But I expected him to put pressure on Cormac to do the right thing, not send the Blood Scythe in with warriors from the Fall and the Break to go get her.

This could be an international incident, or another one not far on the heels of the troll attack.

Though, it couldn’t be denied, Cormac had already instigated the same just kidnapping her.

“And I’m guessing Aleksei and Bainon agree with you too,” I deduced.

“I’m angry. So is Bain. However, it’s fair to say Aleksei is livid. But he has his mate and Gayle is her best friend. As I have deep feelings for you, and she’s your best friend too, I understand his reaction.”

And here I was, in a position to support (or other) an important decision he’d made as king, and I was not yet queen, but I sensed this would be my life if, in the end, we worked.

“Catla?” he called.

Yes.

He expected me to support…or other.

“If this is what you feel you need to do,” I said lamely.

“You know Gayle. I don’t. Do you have words to speak against this plan?”

Gods.

He actually wanted to know my feelings.

And what I was feeling was: that felt great.

“I’m assuming Cormac made it clear he wasn’t budging,” I said. “No wiggle room?”

“He made that very clear.”

I thought of Gayle as she was last night, torn, and not in a good way.

I thought of how I felt when my freedom was taken from me, and it wasn’t as bad as what Gayle was going through.

“We need to get her home, Tanyn,” I decided.

His eyes went red. “Then it will be done.”

Shit.

And.

Good.

He took some time to get a lock on it, the red receded, his beautiful blue came back, and he asked, “Nayden was all right with you?”

Oh yes.

He’d spoken to him.

“Yes. Very professional.”

Tanyn didn’t hide he wasn’t fond of that.