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What the fuck happened at that meeting?
“I need to go,” I say as I leave Gus’ embrace.
While waiting for Kai to come home after the Kronos Society meeting, we watched ‘One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest’ again. Gods, I’ve lost track of how many times we’ve watched it, and I’m seriously starting to dislike this movie. Well, maybe not the movie as much as I’m growing more and more frustrated from not knowing what’s so special about it.
At least it’s helping Liam sleep. I don’t think he’s managed to stay awake through the full movie once since my dad dropped it off.
“Okay.” Sitting up, Gus reaches for his hoodie. “I’ll come with you.”
I quickly fill him in on the texts from Morgana. “No, I think it’s best if I go alone. Something happened, and I’m not sure how injured Dad is.” Gus eyes me through narrowed eyes, and I can practically see the cogs turning in his head as he considers what to do. “I’ll keep my GPS tracker on, and I promise to text you as soon as I’m at the hospital.”
“If you expect me to be okay with this, you need to at least bring a guard,” he volleys, making it clear it’s either him or one of the guards.
“Okay,” I agree. Then I quickly kiss Liam’s cheek without waking him.
Gus follows me all the way to my car, and doesn’t leave until the guards pull up in their sleek, black SUV.
“Laters,” he murmurs, kissing me before slamming the door to my car closed.
Without thinking, I end up taking the long route to the hospital. The light turns red at the junction that can either lead me to my dad, or I can go right and drive to Kronos University—to Kai.
It feels almost serendipitous, like I’m having to choose between my dad and my husband. I watch the stoic guards in my rearview mirror, wondering if they can feel my rising uncertainty at being at the crossroad.
Without allowing myself the time to second guess my decision, I change my indicator, and as soon as the light turns green, I take the right turn. Choosing my husband over my dad.
Something went down at that damn meeting, and I need to know what.
Walking through the doors, the only sound to be heard is that of my heels as it reverberates through the empty halls, making it sound like an army is approaching rather than just me.
As soon as I reach the door to Kai’s office, I reluctantly knock on the door. I don’t even know if he’s still here, the lack of guards outside the door makes me think he might have already left. However, I barely finish my thoughts before he pulls the door open with a scowl on his face.
“Nereid,” he breathes, his scowl morphing into a smile. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to see you, of course,” I quip, feeling better now that I’m with him. Trying to ignore the look of hesitancy in his eyes, I walk past him and into the office. “Are you done with your meetings?”
He runs a hand through his hair and sighs. “Not really. I have another one shortly.” I nod and walk over to the desk chair, sitting down without taking my eyes off him. “I take it you heard?”
I consider playing dumb and see if he’ll tell me, but I quickly squash that idea. I’m not here to play games. “Yeah,” I say. “But I want to hear your version.”
Kai’s eyes narrow momentarily, and it’s damn hard not to fidget under his scrutinizing glare. “Are you testing me?”
The question catches me off guard, and I arch a brow as I repeat his question. “Testing you? Why would you ask me that?”
As I watch him stalk towards me, I know I’m dealing with the Ruler right now, and not my husband. I wonder if that’s how he thinks of me. Does he analyze which version of me he’s dealing with? The thought causes a smile to splay across my face.
“I’m not here to test you,” I say softly. “Actually, I’m not exactly sure why I’m here. Morgana texted me, and she said I needed to ask what you’ve done toourdad—”
“Is that why you’re here then?” he asks, interrupting me.
Shaking my head, I worry my bottom lip. “No. Well, yes…” Trailing off, I sigh deeply. “It’s part of why I’m here, but I also wanted to see you and make sure you’re okay.” The words come to me just as I speak them, making it feel like divine intervention.
It’s true, though. I’m not here to roast him, a part of me really did worry if he’s okay. And since I came here before going to the hospital, I also know I care more about my husband than my dad.
Kai closes the distance between us and lifts me out of the chair and onto the table in front of it. Then he takes the seat he just forced me to vacate, moving so he’s placed between my spread legs.
“I don’t deserve you,” he mutters before resting his forehead against mine.
Frowning, I say, “That’s not how this works. You already have me, husband.”
