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I looked at Mirielle, who shook her head.
“That’s not true,” she said dully, hanging her head. “Stop it, Agnan.”
“It’s not?” he snickered. “You sure do look guilty, don’t you? Doesn’t she, Alpha?”
A twinge of doubt flashed inside me as I glanced at Mirielle, but my mate had once told me that she never had that type of relationship with him.
I trusted her. Agnan was only saying these lies to make me jealous.
“Uh-oh…” Agnan jeered at us. “It looks like the king is wondering, Mousie.”
Without warning, Mirielle wound up and punched Agnan in the face, silencing him as he sputtered, gasping in shock. Blood sprayed over the roadway.
“That’s for my mother,” she told him flatly, wringing out her hand. She followed it up with an open-handed slap. “And that’s from me—only because that punch really hurt my hand too much to do it again. You’re disgusting, Agnan. I wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot pole. Some of my sisters weren’t so lucky, unfortunately. You manipulated them into believing you were some kind of leader—some kind of god. But you’re just a weak, pathetic fae who’s hellbent on greed and getting off on controlling those who are too weak to fend for themselves. Did you really think you could be king?”
The smirk had fully fallen from Agnan’s face now, a glower spilling from his eyes as he glared at her.
“I’m more a king than you’ll ever be a princess!” he roared. “You don’t deserve to be a princess! I could have shown you how to rule, you ungrateful wench! You were supposed to be mine,myqueen!”
Rage boiled inside of me at the thought of Agnan wanting my mate, but I didn’t react. I wanted to allow Mirielle to say her piece.
Agnan didn’t stop his incessant babbling. “All you had to do was listen! You just had to do what you were told!” Agnan babbled. “Stupid bitches. All of you. I should have never taken females. Useless. Next time, I’ll only take males.”
“You’ll never get the chance,” Mirielle promised tersely.
She turned to me, the agony in her face breaking my heart.
“He’s never going to stop,” she whispered, tears flooding her luminous eyes.
I cupped her cheek in my hand, tilting her head upward. “That’s not true,” I promised her earnestly. “He stops here. Tonight.”
I placed a long, sweet kiss on her lips.
We drew apart, and I shifted into my wolf form, relishing the look of terror on Agnan’s face as he recognized what was about to happen to him.
“NO!” he screamed as my guards stepped aside, and I lunged for him, again taking him down, his cries dying out under the tear of his flesh, silence befalling the street, leaving only the sound of my labored breathing in the wake of Agnan’s death.
His mangled corpse lay perfectly still, and I raised my snout to meet Mirielle’s eyes. She nodded once, the relief plain on her face now.
He wouldn’t hurt my mate anymore. I’d seen to that now. He’s dead, and I would make sure that the Order of Souls died with him.
I fell back on my haunches, licking the blood off my chops and paws.
Endora put a hand on my fur, leaning down to whisper in my ear.
“I’m going to take Mirielle back to the castle now. She’s been through enough for one night—for one lifetime, really.”
I nodded once to indicate that I understood and watched them pile into the SUV, leaving me alone on the street with the rest of my guards. I didn’t need to tell them what needed to be done about the mess and the body. They had already gotten to work cleaning up and dealing with the aftermath.
There was nothing left for me to do but return home, too, and wash off the remnants of the attack before joining my mate and discussing our future from there.
* * *
Mirielle was notin our shared suite when I got home. I showered and changed, searching the castle for her.
I found her in the greenhouse, lost in the thick of her plants, as if she was trying to clear her mind.
“Are you all right?” I asked her.
