Page 42 of Shifting Winds
My eyes narrowed. “I’ll cut him down in a few minutes.”
Soren snorted.
The doors slammed open, revealing Caelan. His golden gaze swept over the room, landed on me for a brief second before moving onto the Lords. When he spotted Ethan, his lips twitched. “I see you have things well under control.”
I shrugged. “This is the last warning they’ll receive from me.”
One of Caelan’s eyebrows tipped up. “Good to know.”
I passed by. Caelan snagged me around the waist, his hand curving over my hip. “You look so fucking sexy when you’re being violent.”
Before I could respond, he pressed a hard, possessive kiss to my lips.
I blinked and brought his face down for one more, with the Lord happy to oblige.
“I’ve pissed them off,” I whispered. “Ethan is a dickhead.” I dragged my fingers through his dark hair, cherishing the feel of his silky tresses against my skin.
“What did he do?” His words were a rumble of fury.
Telling him might mean Ethan wouldn’t walk out of here alive. “Don’t worry about it. I took care of him.”
The side of his lips tipped up. “I can see that. Anything else I need to know?”
“I told them Donovan deserved it.”
Caelan’s laugh made me smile.
“Rowan is supposed to bring me some apples.”
“I’ll ensure he keeps his promise.” One more kiss and he let me go. “Can I come by tonight?”
I nodded. “Good luck.”
Caelan eyed the table one more time. The Lords were reassembling in their seats, pointedly ignoring Ethan’s plight. Not a single one of them tried to cut him down. “Do you think you should free him?”
“In a little while.”
Caelan nodded. “As you wish. Cain is in the front waiting for you.”
“Thanks.”
He winked at me and strode forward. “Gentleman. I hope this won’t take long.”
I walked out, ready to get on with my day. If they came around again, I had no plans to waste my time trying to reason with any of them.
As far as I was concerned, any business I might have with the Council was concluded.
I strode through the hotel lobby, ignoring the people still staring at my flower strewn hair. Cain was already by the passenger door holding it open for me.
I slid in with a murmured thanks.
As we drove away, I cut the magic holding Ethan aloft and smiled.
Chapter
Fourteen
Icame home to a young man standing in my driveway.
