AllFreeNovel
Share Us
My heart leaps in my fucking chest and she looks to me, a softness I've craved, that I need, in her gaze. “Those are our people, my King. My mate,” she whispers for only me to hear.
“Baby—”
“Not now.”
It's not a refusal. It’s a promise.
I face forward, moving to stand two feet ahead of the others, my Queen at my side, her eyes black once more.
* * *
London
Oh,fuck me, it’s too good, the way the Ministry members gawk at me, wide-eyed.
Yeah.Just like your dead King.
I tense slightly when one jerks forward, lowering to one knee.
“This gets you out of nothing, Odin. You are a traitor just as they are,” Knight seethes.
Odin, that’s his name, I'd forgotten.
His eyes lift and when they do, they’re glossed over. "I am no traitor.” He hurries to his feet, coming forward. “I don’t know what—”
His hand comes to my arm, and Knight pulls me away from him, baring his teeth.
“Touch her again, Monster, and I’ll take my fucking time killing you.”
Odin’s eyebrows knot together. “What—”
“What—” Magdalena clears her throat, plastering on a wide smile. “Knight, think about this, we can start over and—”
Knight’s hand is on her throat and he’s lifting her off the ground before she can get in another word.
“Listen up!” His tone is forceful. “As I said before, the Ministry is over. If anyone intends to challenge this, be sure you’re making the right choice.” Knight’s fingers sink into the flesh around her throat as blood drips over his hands. “Because it’ll be the last one you ever make.” He yanks his hand back and her body falls to the ground. He squeezes what’s left of her throat in the palm of his hand as residue and blood molds around his fingers. He tosses it down on top of her body as a small giggle breaks out from behind me.
Haide claps her hands excitedly, her eyes bright like Christmas morning. “My turn!”
Legend grabs her from the back of her throat to stop her, only she spins in his grip, grabbing him from around his own, and slams him onto the ground. He coughs a splatter of blood, holding his stomach.
He laughs, leaning up until his nose touches hers. “Oh, this all you got, baby? That was barely foreplay...”
“Haide!” I snap, looking between the two new enemies. Jesus fucking Christ. What we don’t need is to have an obvious crack in our apparent “strong side”.
“I don’t know what is going on, Knight, but whatever they did, I was not part of...” Odin raises his hands up, stepping closer to me. “Just ask Vicente, if you don’t trust me.”
Knight’s head lifts, and he looks to the silver-haired man standing beside Cosima, staring blankly down to Magdalena’s corpse and back to Knight.
“What happened?” Vicente asks as he slips past Odin and Agro, coming to stand near Knight and me. “I must hear it directly from your mouth,” he tells Knight.
“Exactly what I’m sure you've suspected. They trapped us, tied us up and tried to have us killed.” Knight offers. “Tried to lock up London too, but she got away before they could.”
Vicente takes another careful step. “Who is ‘they’?”
Agro finally pushes forward, his face burning red. His ears grow until they curve around his head. “We did it! You brats don’t know the first thing about running a Kingdom.”
“You killed the King?” I ask blankly, my lashes fanning out over my cheeks.
