“Why does he keep doing this?” she asked the floor.
I had no idea.
Though, I was pretty damned pleased the male was going to be in yelling distance from me, because I was going to bloody well find out.
“Have you eaten?” I asked.
She shook her head.
“Are you hungry?” I went on.
She shook her head again.
“Do you want me to get you one of my nightgowns and a sleeping draft so you can get some sleep?”
“Laura commed and told me she packed some things for me before she and Aleksei took off. They’re bringing them.” She finally turned her head and gave me a wan smile. “Anyway, I couldn’t sleep in one of your slinky numbers.”
I faked being offended. “Why not?”
“I’m not a sexpot like you.”
She didn’t give herself enough credit.
Then again, her sexy was a different brand than mine.
I was about to make a quip, when we heard a male’s roar outside.
She jumped, her eyes flew to the door, her face filled with pain and longing…
And…
I lost my temper, because I knew that roar came from Cormac.
“Stay here,” I ordered, taking my feet.
“What are you going to do?” she asked.
“Calm that asshole down,” I answered, swept out and said to the guard outside her door, “Don’t let her leave that room.”
“Yes, Ms. Truelock.”
I strode swiftly down the hall, turned the corner and did a stutter step at what I saw.
Nayden, Tanyn, Uly and two other guards were holding Cormac back.
They looked like they were failing.
To say the princes of all the realms were quite something was an understatement.
There was a reason their gene pool rose to their respective thrones.
Tanyn’s power was lean and lethal. The sheer, quiet, calm force of his confidence was what gave you the clue that you did not mess around with him.
Bainon was much like that, except giving off a more easygoing manner.
Aleksei and Cormac were of different sorts.
Their builds were as powerful as their magnetism.