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AURORA
Cain leaned forward, his icy blue eyes tracking across the screen of Remington's laptop.
"Do you have something?" I asked eagerly.
"Yeah," he said. "It looks like Remington's software finally tracked down the Demon. Look..."
He pointed to the screen. Cain had been the one to find the second secret forum that the Demon's idiot minions were using to plan their 'worship'. Once we added that to Remy's software, it had begun to synthesize all the data, tracking where the minions' GPS took them.
They converged on a house out in the woods.
When Cain zoomed in on it, it looked like a little hunting cabin. Like the one my father had mentioned wistfully sometimes even as he kept me moving around the country–and the world–to find his next victim.
I let out a shaky breath. The thought of facing my father again was terrifying...but that was nothing compared to the possibility that my men would be dead.
Cain was watching me closely, so I said lightly, "Remington is always my hero, even now. I can't wait to get him back and reward him."
Cain let out a little jealous growl, but didn't protest. Then he admitted, "I can't wait to get them back too."
My lips parted in surprise before he added, "Then they can all watch me fuck you. I'm the one who's here putting up with your ass and keeping you out of trouble."
I grinned. "You love keeping me out of trouble. Or trying, anyway."
His big hand reached out and caressed my ass as if he was daydreaming about putting me in check. But we had to focus now. Cain had spent the last week fucking me to keep his feelings under control as our life fell to chaos around us.
Now we had the route forward to end things, once and for all.
"Let's go kill your father, babe," Cain said.
It was the ultimate sweet talk.
We made a plan and began collecting weapons. We'd moved to a new house in the city, and we rode the elevator down to the garage. Cain slung the bag of weapons in the trunk.
"I take it you need to drive?" I teased him, already moving toward the passenger seat.
"I need you ready to shoot anyone who gets in our way," he told me. "You seem to enjoy that."
"I do," I crooned. "But are you expecting company?"
The Demon's worshippers weren't likely to attack us in broad daylight in the middle of the city. Too many security cameras around to make some sociopathic accountants happy. Although they would do whatever the Demon asked, so I couldn't be sure they wouldn't attack.
"We took care of Alexander," he said. "And that means now everyone knows I'm taking his throne. One of the other families might challenge me for that throne."
He didn't sound particularly bothered by the idea.
"Oh, no one's taking our thrones," I said, meeting his gaze over the car before we both ducked into the smooth leather seats of his car.
"Our thrones?" He put the car into gear, looking slightly put out. "I miss the McLaren."
I pouted at him. "Aw, so sad about your favorite car. Too bad you needed to be punished. And yes,ourthrones."
Cain threw me a dark look that was nonetheless full of heat. "I know who's getting punished later. But I suppose you do have a throne...right beside me...as my queen."
He took my hand in his and raised it to his lips, kissing my knuckles even as he gunned the car and it raced up the ramp to exit the parking garage. The door rumbled open in front of us.
"Even if you're not going to sit very comfortably in that throne," he added, a glint in those icy blue eyes.
"Promises, promises," I said loftily. The fear that I felt when I thought about my men in the Demon's clutches softened when I was with Cain, when the two of us bantered.
