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He snapped his fingers twice, but his efforts were futile. Someone had already enabled a magic blocker on him.
“Uh-oh,” I sighed, sitting on the curb. “Looks like you better make yourself comfortable until you get your audience with the king.”
“YOU BITCH!” Agnan screamed as one of the guards cracked him in the mouth.
“Watch your tongue,” the guard growled. “There are females present.”
“And that’s Princess Bitch to you,” I added, falling back on the flats of my palms to look up at the night sky. “Don’t forget to use a proper address when you’re in court, Agnan. The royals take that kind of thing very seriously.”
Chapter19
Zen
“Can’t you drive any faster?” I growled at Calliver for the fourth time in as many minutes. He cast me a glance over his shoulder in the driver’s seat as Endora shushed me.
“You could have run there yourself,” the enchantress informed me, like the thought hadn’t already occurred to me.
I could have very well shifted into my wolf form and sprinted to Mirielle’s side in the time it was taking Calliver to drive, but I already knew that Agnan was secured at the location and that Mirielle was safe. Running meant worrying about changing clothes upon arrival.
Plus, I rather liked the idea of Agnan sweating it out while he waited for me.
Still, I wished Calliver would drive faster.
“We’re almost there, Alpha, and Miss Mirelle is safe,” the head of the Royal Guards informed me, reiterating what I already knew.
Grunting, I turned to look out the window of the SUV and into the night, wondering why Mirielle had left the apartment. For three days, I’d sat by those cameras in anticipation, waiting for any movement, any change in the scenery.
She must have been going crazy.
I was reminded again that Mirielle probably knew Agnan better than anyone. She had wanted to draw him out, and that’s exactly what she’d done by leaving the little studio apartment in downtown Catalonia.
A spark of pride ignited inside me, and I couldn’t wait to hold her in my arms again. It had been the longest three days of my life, apart from Mirielle and wishing she was home.
The deserted streets of the city slowed, the Royal Guards’ cars appearing, and the SUV barely stopped before I jumped out. Mirielle sprung to her feet from the curb, throwing herself into my arms.
“Are you all right?” I asked, studying her from head to toe.
I inhaled her soapy hair, the dampness of her curls igniting me as I released her. My eyes widened as I caught the red imprint on her cheek. Without thinking twice, I charged Agnan.
“WAIT!” Mirielle howled, but it was too late.
I had the warlock pinned to the cement of the sidewalk, my face inches from his.
“Did you touch her?”
He sneered at me, licking his lips. “More than once, Alpha,” he leered, lolling his head back and forth. “Didn’t she tell you—”
My punch landed squarely on his jaw, blood spurting over the road as Agnan winced.
“ZEN!” Mirielle shrieked.
Agnan began to laugh, incensing me more. “Oh, don’t tell me you think your little mousie a virginal angel, Alpha,” he purred, and I raised my fist to punch him again, but Mirielle’s hand grabbed onto mine, stopping me from administering another blow to his face.
“You see?” Agnan laughed. “She still cares about me, Alpha. She always will.”
“Get up, Zen,” Mirielle urged, pulling me to my feet. I reluctantly stood as my guards moved to take Agnan up, too, flanking him on each side, his bloody smile infuriating me.
“Tell him about us, Mousie,” Agnan taunted. “Tell him about all the nights we spent together…”
