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Always perfect with timing, Chasin glides into the room, and Rainey spins, leveling her pistol on the warlock. “Well, well, well, Bronywyn dear, you didn’t tell me we had company. Easy there, sexy, I’ve no intention of hurting you.”
Elijah growls.
“Damn. I do like them territorial,” he says, with a click of his tongue.
“Chasin, meet my welcome party from last night.”
“Ahhh, so this is the group you’ve been running around with, then?” he asks, leaning down to look at Tarnley, “Yikes. That one is a little worse for wear. Might want to put him out of his misery.”
“Touch him, and I’ll rip your fucking head off,” Cole says, his tone smooth despite the underlying threat.
Chasin grins appreciatively. “You are a tall drink of water, too, aren’t you? Damn, Bronywyn, running around with a bunch of models, are you?”
“Who the fuck is this?” Rainey demands. “You scraping the bottom of the barrel for friends these days?”
“None of your business,” I shoot back.
What are you waiting for? Kill them all.Magic shoots down both forearms, and Delaney narrows her gaze on me, her own power flaring to life in response.
“Get out of my house before I kill every last one of you.”
“Answer my question. What does it do for the bond if he dies?”
“Bond?” Chasin snaps his fingers. “Which is how they found you. Next time you want to remain hidden, let me know someone else has your blood in their veins.”
I glare at Chasin, fighting the urge to permanently shut him up, before turning back to Delaney. “Nothing.”
“Liar. I can feel it, you know, your diminished power. Even with the shadow magic, you’re fading.”
“As soon as he dies, the bond breaks, and the magic keeping him alive is returned to me,” I tell her. “So, you can see how letting him live really is an inconvenience for me.”
Elijah rushes forward, and I glare at him. “You really will let him die? After all the time the three of us spent together—the times he saved your life—you’re going to just stand there when he needs you?”
Anger pushes past my emotional barrier for a brief moment. “You broke my heart, Elijah. Think it’s smart to remind me of that right now?”
Chasin whistles. “This is Elijah? Damn, sister, I see why you had it so bad.”
I whirl on him, magic snapping at my fingertips. “Say another word, and I’ll relieve you of your cock with the snap of my fingers.” In demonstration, I raise my hand and prepare to snap, threatening his favorite appendage for the second time today.
Chasin pales. “Always with the cock removal. Consider me shut up.”
“Good choice,” I snap. Then, I turn back to Elijah. “You have no right to ask me for any damn thing, Elijah Hawthorne.”
He makes a move to step toward me, and Rainey re-aims on me. “These are iron laced bullets, so I’d think twice before making another threat to my mate.”
My mate.“You’re in my house,” I remind them. “And I promise you that before you can hit a single vital part of me, I will have put half the people in this room down.”
Elijah clears his throat. “I’ve apologized to you for what I’ve done. I was terrible to you, used you during the darkest years of my life. But I never, ever intended to hurt you.”
“Doesn’t erase the fact that you did.”
“You’re willing to punish Tarnley, the man who was there for you even when I was being a miserable asshole, just to spite me?”
I clamp my jaw together, trying like hell to focus on the emotional block that had me feeling all too great earlier, but when Tarnley coughs, the strangled sound makes my mind up for me. “I’ll save him. But you all have to get the fuck out of my house.”
“We’re not leaving without him,” Rainey argues.
I whirl on her. Logically, she had nothing to do with what happened to Elijah and me all of those centuries ago, but the very fact that he mated with her—that he chose her, and not me—still burns, no matter how much I try to ignore it or how strong my feelings are for the man on the couch behind me. “Then take him now, and watch him die. Those are my terms. Live with them, or he’s gone.”
