Page 22 of The Magic of Revenge
"Listen to me, Cam. We're in over our heads right now. We don't know which way is up or who we can trust. We're missing way too much of the puzzle to show any of our cards yet. I know you know that. We will get Hunter, I fucking promise you. Getting closure for you was one of the only things I knew I needed to do while I walked this earth. I'm on your side, brother." Sloane talked to Cam like he was talking down someone that was about to jump off a cliff. But Cam's breathing was coming quicker and quicker, and the thunder that exploded outside of the stone walls foreshadowed one hell of a breakdown.
"Cam, look at me," I pleaded. When his eyes locked on mine, I nearly broke. They were shining with unshed tears. "Sloane is right. We’ll get everything figured out and then we’ll get Hunter. I know you met the same scary ass dude I did at dinner earlier, so we need to be smart about this. You can't tell me that he doesn't know the two of you are related. We've landed in the middle of an intricate web and Asrael is the fucking spider that won’t hesitate to bind us up and drain us. There’s not a chance in hell that we’ve worked for Montague for any extended period of time without having seen or at least heard about Hunter. Just one more thing to add to the ‘this situation is fucked’ list."
He studied my face for several minutes. Maybe it was seconds. It was like time stood still while the three of us sat there. Then Cam broke. He collapsed backward onto his ass, burying his face into his hands. Fuck.Fuck.I looked at Sloane and he looked like he was seconds away from crying too.I'll die if they both cry.
"Come on, big guy. It'll all be okay. We shouldn’t be talking about this down here out in the open. Let's get back to our rooms where we can think about what to do next. We'll figure everything out," I promised. Sloane and I worked together to get Cam standing and then the three of us moved quickly through the castle hallways toward our rooms. We had a lot to think about.
So many secrets were coming to light—this couldn't be a coincidence.I fucking hope we get the truth before anyone else gets hurt.
Today is the day.
I'm going to lose my secondary virginity to the woman I love.
Yeah, there were a lot of things going on around us that were unsolved, but I had a theory. From what I’d seen up to this point, big emotional events for Goldie seemed to trigger drastic outcomes. I needed her like I needed the air in my lungs and despite not having any answers about our current situation, this was something we could control.
I wanted to give my cock a high five, but I was so wound up I'd probably shoot my load off all over Goldie's sheets. Flinging the blankets off, I hopped out of bed, quickly took a piss, and brushed my teeth. I needed to run into town this morning for supplies. Simply put, there were things I needed for our mating. Giddiness overrode every other emotion and I did a legit heel kick when I exited the bathroom.
Only the best for my Goldie girl.
I need a pen and paper. Oh, and probably should eat some breakfast. I smell bacon and eggs. Ah, bless that old pervy witch. She makes the best breakfasts. Maybe I can get her thoughts on tonight.
Sliding into the kitchen on my socks, my sudden arrival made Bette shriek, which had me cackling.
"Good morning, beautiful Wildes witch. Lovely day, isn't it?" I asked, moving into her personal space at the stove so I could eyeball the deliciousness.
She narrowed her eyes at me. Bette wasn't sold on me yet. Not that I could blame her, she’d had a lot of bad experiences with my kind. It was no bother, though. I was going to win her over because Goldie loved this woman, and therefore, I also loved this woman.
"I spoke with Khol last evening when I returned from The Pig," she stated, ignoring my chipper as fuck attitude. "Is my granddaughter well?"
"She is. Exhausted, but she's been asleep for over twelve hours now, so I think she'll be much better today."
Bette nodded. "She is so strong. She's always had this way about her. Maybe because of the way her mother cast her aside when she was so young; she has just never needed anybody. Sure, everybody loves her. She's as bright as the sun and people are attracted to that." She paused, thinking. "Saige needs you, but she needs her other men, too. Is that going to be a problem for you?"
"I assure you, ma'am, whatever your granddaughter needs, I will do everything in my power to make sure she gets it. The other men are good, honorable men. It's not what I ever imagined for myself, but I also never pictured this. Her. They will fight for her, keep her safe. That all sounds perfect to me."
Bette studied my face as the bacon sizzled along on the griddle. Whatever she was searching for, she must've finally found it. Her rigid posture melted away and she breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe we were actually getting somewhere. She'd been standoffish in the days after the incident, not sure how to act with two male demons in her granddaughter's home—especially considering one was her biological father, and the other, her fated mate.
Yeah, she'd just about keeled over when that came out. I didn't take it personally though. A lot of shit had happened in a short amount of time. Everyone processed things differently. Though I couldn't help but hope we'd just had a breakthrough.
"So why are you so chipper this morning?" she asked, using tongs to remove the bacon from the heat.
"Today is the day, milady. I'm going to sweep Goldie off of her feet and stake my claim," I boasted, puffing out my chest.
She huffed a laugh and shook her head.
"And what does that entail?" she questioned as she scrambled eggs in the bacon grease.
Does she really want to know?Ah, fuck it.
"I'm going to head into town. I need to get supplies. Blankets, pillows, snacks, a case of water, lube, iced coffees, a mini fridge, some rope, a blindfold..." I stopped my rambling when I realized I'd probably gone too far with my list.
"Oh, maybe get some cock rings? Have you tried those before? They say it can help a man last for hours," she grinned, scooping the eggs onto a plate.
My mouth dropped open.
"Fuck. Cock rings. Got it. What else?"
Idiot. How did you forget cock rings?!
