Page 34 of Loup Garou

I nodded and spoke in Fae to it. “You have my word, a place I’ve been told he roams.”

“Very well. We agree to your terms.”

“We? There are more of you?”

It attempted another sickening smile. “Your knowledge of the old language is extensive. It is true. You are the prince’s mate.”

I pointed towards the opposite hallway. “He went that way, guys!”

Everyone but Exavier ran off as I stood facing the demon. It began to circle us slowly at first, seeming to eye us up. “He watches over you as though he were your mate. Who is this man?”

“A friend of mine from childhood,” I said in Fae, and then shook my head. What had possessed me to say that yet again? I glanced at Exavier to find him staring at me with a shocked expression. Did he understand me?

My power began to drain again and Exavier picked that moment to pull me to him and hold me close. In an instant, I felt my strength gaining. Puzzled, I stared up at him. A slight smile played over his lips. I wanted to explore this more with him, see if it was a fluke or not, but the demon had other plans.

“Give me the prince or I will have the others attack your friends.”

“Fine, but I’m only showing one of you so they better be ready to follow,” I said in Fae as I pushed off Exavier.

“Linds?”

“Tell me you’re not like me.” I held his gaze. “Tell me you’re not scared of the dark.”

“No. I’m not. Why?”

I glanced up at the lights and let my power free. It shut them all down, rendering the center in a state of complete darkness. My night vision was better than the average human but nowhere near a shifter’s. I took off running down the opposite hall I’d sent Myra and the others down.

I could feel the demon, hot on my heels as I ran. Another wave of evil came directly at me and I knew then it was one of the demon’s buddies. I came to a grinding halt.

“The prince, now!”

“She lies,” the other said.

I let out a nervous laugh. “No. I didn’t lie so much as I stretched the truth. See, everything that comes looking for him talks about his power over the demons and the things belonging to hell. I’m just thinking of a creative way to send you back to hell.” I shrugged. “See, technically not a lie. Just not a ‘hand you the prince’ either.”

“Kill her,” the demon said coldly.

The power slammed into my stomach and lifted me up and off my feet. Screaming would have required air, of which I currently had none. I struck something solid and instantly had a pair of large, warm arms wrapped around me. The evil shrieked and then dissipated as if it was never there. There was also no pain. There should have been pain.

“Huh?”

“You okay?” Exavier asked, hugging me close to him. The lights flickered back on but it wasn’t my doing. “That floor’s pretty slippery.”

“Slippery what?”

He turned me in his arms to face him and the second he did, heat flared through me. We were so close that my lips feathered past his. He tightened his hold on me. Every ounce of me wanted to wrap my legs around his waist and demand he fuck me. I held back.

“Um, thank you,” I whispered, my lips still close to his.

His blue eyes seemed to see through me, and for a moment I forgot anything but him existed. “I can’t have my choreographer breaking her leg or anything. I need her…” he paused and crowded me against the wall, “to be in…” he exhaled deeply, “perfect health.”

“I never agreed to be your anything.”

Exavier ground his body to mine just right, leaving his thigh between my legs. As he leaned in, his leg rubbed past my clit, causing a deep shudder to move through me as moisture flooded the apex of my thighs.

“You like me, Linds. As much as you don’t want to, you do.”

Opening my mouth to object, I found Exavier’s finger pressed to it, silencing me. “No. You said it earlier. We officially bonded. Don’tanalyze it and don’t second guess it.” He smiled. “And don’t assume because I’m a singer that I am useless in every other area of life.”

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