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“Right away, sir.”
Martin tossed the limp body over his shoulder as if he weighed nothing more than a sack of flour and disappeared back into the house.
“It seems this meeting cannot come fast enough,” my father mused, looking somber now that the attack was over.
Well, almost over.
One of Alek’s downed attackers let out a pitiful moan, and the berserker gazed down at him, ice-cold and unfeeling, before bringing his foot down on the poor bastard’s face and putting him out of his misery.
I shuddered. Sometimes I forgot how terrifying we could be when given the proper incentive.
“Do you think your society knew about this?” Kingston asked, his voice retaining the gravel of his beast.
“No. They would never sanction such an attack. This is the work of an individual acting alone.”
“Who?” Alek growled, death in his eyes.
“The Shadow Queen.”
“Great, just what we need, more dramatic enemies,” Kingston groused. “How many does that make now?”
“Why would the fae care about Sunday?” I asked, adrenaline still raging from the battle as I forced myself to ignore Kingston’s jeer.
“Our realms are like two trees whose roots share the same soil. Faerie and Earth are so closely intertwined that if one dies, so too does the other.”
“Like mates,” Rosie breathed.
“Exactly.”
“So this was just the beginning,” Alek murmured.
“Well, I know what lengths I would go to save my mate. It stands to reason they will stop at nothing.” I clenched my jaw as my words hung in the air.
Alek grunted, flickers of lightning shimmering in his black gaze. “We have to find her. Put a stop to this before they do.”
“Don’t forget that they aren’t the only ones hunting her. The Council will not cease its search either. More will come for her.” My father’s tone was deadly serious.
For once, Kingston’s reply lacked a sarcastic bite. He sounded unexpectedly optimistic as he said, “You heard that guy. He still thought Sunday was with us. The only thing we have going for us is that no one realizes she’s gone yet. At least if they focus their attacks here, we know she’s safe somewhere out there.”
“In what world do you think Sunday should be without us? Who knows what Caleb is doing with her? It’s surely not what a mate should do for his partner. He’s taken her against her will, hidden her from us, and if the Society’s plot holds water, he’s going to kill our child. You can’t possibly think—”
“Whoa, slow down, Thorne. I never said anything about thinking she was better off on her own. Only that our enemies’ ignorance is our advantage. We could use a silver lining right about now. That’s all I was trying to do.”
I clamped my mouth shut.
“He’s right, son. We keep up the guise of protecting your mate until we know where to find her. Blackthorne Manor is well equipped to handle any foe. I’ll talk to Knight and Logan, collect our army, and guard the walls. Let them come for us. We will welcome them with death.”
“And in the meantime?” Alek asked.
“We go on as planned,” I said, feeling calmer than I had in a long while. “We go to the meeting tomorrow night, and we find our way back to Sunday.”
ChapterFourteen
KINGSTON
“Why are we standing outsideIniquity, your royal leechness?” I almost laughed at my own joke, but Cashel wasn’t amused.
“Because it’s a sanctuary. If that word is too advanced for you, allow me to explain. Sanctuary means it offers certain neutrality and protections unavailable elsewhere.” The look he speared me with was dripping with disdain. As if I should know something so obvious. Which I did, but I just thought of this place as a sex club. Its political uses were barely more than an afterthought.
