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Bloody hell.
Keir must have strong-armed him into helping me.
“Is Keir here?”
“He’ll meet us at your place,” he said curtly.
“I didn’t do it,” I tried to explain.
“Please,” he said, holding up his hand. “The less you say to me, the better. I don’t need to hear your story, nor do I want to.”
We pulled into the entrance of Môr Haven Manor. A piece of yellow boundary tape still attached to the wrought iron fence blew haphazardly in the wind. He parked in the circular drive. A black Land Rover was parked outside the house. I got out and went to the caravan, opening the door. My stuff was strewn everywhere, and the cabinets and drawers hung open.
Fuck.
I went to the main house. The door was open, and Keir and Harrison were waiting inside. I gave Keir a brief rundown of what happened.
“I took care of the bull,” Keir said. “Before the police found it. I’ve never seen anything like it. Its body collapsed in on itself. No signs of foul play except for the missing bollocks. No blood.”
“The red bloodsucker is strong and powerful. We cannot underestimate her.” I opened a bottle of whiskey, pouring each of us a glass. “She’s playing a game. She could have confronted me in the woods. I called to her. I was ready, and she was out there, but she chose to leave.”
“And your lassie, Navy?” Keir asked. “You say she saw your dragon face.”
“She’s not my lass,” I said. “She hates me. She saw me for the monster that I am. She won’t be back.”
“She’s a loose end,” Keir clarified. “And loose ends fray.”
“What are you suggesting?” I felt my skin begin to crawl.
Keir set his glass down. “I’ll talk to her.”
“Leave her alone.”
“She’s a reporter, Rhys. We can’t afford for her to go public with what she saw. Especially now.”
“You’ll leave her alone,” I repeated, squaring up to him.
Keir’s eyes flashed red. I felt my blood heat, and my vision changed. The Kelpie King stood in front of me, ready to fight. Bring it on, you bloody bastard.
Demon water horse against the red dragon.
Let’s see for once who would be the victor.
There was a deep grunt behind us, and we both turned.
Harrison stood before us, two razor-sharp tusks extended out of his wrists, and his eyes were a deep yellow. “Knock it off,” he yelled. “This fucking behavior serves no one. You stupid idiots.”
We both stared at him, stunned.
“Well, there you are, Harry. I was wondering when your beast would show up,” Keir said, reigning himself in.
The solicitor retracted the tusks as he stormed out of the house, mumbling.
Vortigern disappeared, and I straightened the cuffs of my wrinkled dress shirt.
“He’s in denial and a bit touchy,” Keir said.
“Who could blame him. His life as he knew it is over. He’s fucking cursed.”
