Page 106 of Stone Seduction
Our poor queen.
“Those are details I cannot share at this time. However, here is a new amulet.” She slid it across the table.
Luke caught it, slipping it over his head. “Thank you.”
“You are most welcome.”
“Testing, testing,”Luke’s beautiful voice rang in my head.
“Good to hear you in there again,”I replied.
He bumped my knee with his, pressing his body closer to mine. His proximity caressed my desire, temporarily easing the aching in my body from this news.
“Now, please go about your evenings,” Anita said, my longing on mute. “I will call a meeting again should new information come to light.”
Weaver Anita swept out of the room, session officially over now she’d dropped her bombs.
I sat there in the heavy silence, totally lost, unsure of what came next.
Alexandra. Our wonderful, kind queen. I’d met her several times at the London tower—the official royal residence on Earth. She always took the time to thank us for our service, to dish out posh toffees and the kindest words of support.
Until Ember took her light away.
What about the king? Where was he when this went down?
“This can’t be happening,” Dane said. “How can a mote enchanter kill a gargoyle queen? And why does she want to take us out? Who made that rule? The motes? Are motes fucking with destiny now?”
It was a pretty solid theory. The motes might be counteracting our presence after all these years.
Luke spoke up. “She told me she never asked for this.” He detailed their last discussion, their fight, how she hurt him.
My protective instincts rumbled, my fists ready to grind the charcoal beast to dust.
“Are you hurt now?” I asked.
“No. I’m fine.”
I pulled him close to kiss his cheek.
An avalanche of rocks crashed in my head. “Shit.” I slumped forward, holding my skull in my hands.
Luke nestled closer to me, his hand on my thigh. “I’m so sorry.”
I met his sorrowful gaze. “I’m sorry this has been put on you.”
Our savior. Our weapon.
“Us. This is on us. We’re in this together.” A smile tugged at his lips. “I got lumbered with the power, and you got lumbered with me.”
I snorted gently, cupping his chin. “You’re so cute.”
His expression changed. Darkened.
“Luke?”
He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. “I know about the Finn thing.”
My ears burned. “What?”
