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“Callum,” I mutter with a scowl. “Did you plan on taking many magical prisoners?”
“No, but there’s no telling what he thought.”
“I’m still confused about something. If your father liked using his power to get his way, why would he create that law to give it away once you found your mate?”
“Loyalty isn’t certain during war. My father wanted sworn allegiance, but he was smart enough to know that once the fighting began and more than a few monsters died, frustration would build and frustration with the crown almost always leads to rebellions.”
I scowl at the horizon. “But why start the war at all?”
“To make sure whatever he did was far overshadowed by how ruthless the vampires can be.” He shrugs. “His twisted way of making himself feel better.”
Turning in his arms, I place my palm on his chest and look up at him. “I’m sorry.”
He knits his eyebrows together. “For what?”
“That you had to choose between me and him. That I made a deal without consulting you… that I accidentally forced you to become the thing you never wanted to be.”
“One: There was never a choice, it was always you. Two: Your reasoning was sound. You thought of the monsters and what was best for them. Three: Never feel bad for finding your way to me because I’ll never regret that day.” He smirks. “And I’ll never forget the way your eyes rolled back when you landed on my c—”
I slap my hand over his mouth before Orlena or Maddox can hear him. “Okay, okay. I’m not sorry.” He teases his tongue over my palm, and I make a face. “You have no idea where my hand has been. I’m moving it, but I swear if you mention your… meat stick… I’ll withhold sex.”
“You’d never be able to withhold sex from me,” he murmurs as soon as my hand is gone, sensually stroking me through the bond. “I know every little button to push until you’d be begging me for my… meat stick.”
“Ugh,” Orlena groans. “Meat stick is worse than cock.”
I bite my lip to keep from giggling.
“I’ve never heard you say cock before,” Maddox says. The interest in his voice is so potent I slide my gaze over to them. He’s far too close to be considered friendly, but he’s still far enough away to have plausible deniability with Orcus. The look on his face screamssmitten as a kitten.
“Maddox,” Orcus snaps.
His friend stiffens and falls back. Orlena doesn’t falter, but I don’t miss the way her face falls.
“That wasn’t necessary,” I tell Orcus.
“She’s my sister. He’s my best friend. It can’t happen.”
I arch an eyebrow but keep my mouth shut. It could totally happen, but he’s not ready to hear that yet.
We pass the path that leads either to the castle or Orcus’ cave. He hesitates and glares up at the peak.
“Fucking cyclops.”
“I told you, Prometheus toasted it to death, and I’m fine.”
He sweeps his gaze over the visible scrapes.
“Mostly fine,” I correct. “You can’t be upset at me for that. I was trying to get back to you.”
“I can be mad at you if I want to be,” he mutters and starts toward the castle. “But I’ll let this one slide.”
“You’re so generous,Your Majesty.”
His jaw clenches. “Don’t.”
“Why,Your Majesty? Does it bother you? Would you preferYour Highness?”
“I’d prefer your cunt wrapped around my cock,” he whispers. “But if you keep it up, I’ll settle for my hand turning your ass red.”
