Page 2 of Wicked Allure
“Shit!” Dru caught the princess before she hit the ground. She was completely dead weight. Now that the princess was out of commission, Dru was in charge. She bent down and scooped Lethia up into her arms and glanced around.
“We have the van prepared for the princess.” Talbot stopped in front of her. A few of his blades were missing. The experienced vampire waited for her.
“Good. Secure the area,” Dru shouted.
The men around her would comply. She didn’t see any sign of Kane yet. He must still be down in the den dealing with the lycans. He’d be able to hold his own. She had to get the princess to healers. Lethia’s head rolled to the side. The blood wasn’t stopping. She might bleed to death.
“We need to hurry.”
“Come this way. It’s not too far from us now.” Talbot motioned for her to follow.
Dru carried her the commander through the throng of men. Once she’d secured Lethia, she’d try to stop the flow of blood.
Dru thought of one thing she knew Lethia always stressed to her about their warriors.
“One other thing.” Dru bit back a smirk with what she was about to say. “None of you saw me carrying the commander.”
There was so much blood on her from holding pressure to Lethia’s abdomen. Dru sat back in the van, satisfied that the flow of blood from the wound had slowed down. Talbot sat in the front with the driver who drove fast. Lethia had been out cold for minutes. Dru was starting to get worried.
“Fuck. What happened?” Lethia groaned.
Her eyes flew open, and she tried to sit up, but Dru gently pushed her back down. A growl escaped Lethia, but she settled back once she saw Dru sitting next to her.
“Don’t move, Your Highness. Otherwise, you’ll completely bleed out,” Dru said.
Relief filled her at the sight of Lethia’s blue eyes. This had been a close one. They had both been gravely injured before in battle, and it never got easier. Her friend would need blood to heal. It would help the wound close within minutes if she were able to consume it.
“Report,” Lethia snarled.
Dru held back her eye roll but submitted to her princess. She shared with her that the den was taken care of and a few lycans had escaped with the alpha. Lethia nodded at the information. Even a hairsbreadth away from death and the commander was still trying to fight. Dru had always had high respect for the king’s daughter.
That was why she’d remained loyal to Lethia and the Riskel name.
They arrived at the castle quickly to a group waiting for them, thanks to the warrior’s skilled driving. The truck halted, and the door was practically torn off the frame by Lane, Lethia’s personal guard. Concern filled his eyes as he reached for Lethia.
“I’ll walk into my home,” Lethia growled.
Lane took a step back from the vehicle and gave her a nod.
“I wouldn’t dream of trying to carry you.” Lane waved his hand for her to step out of the vehicle.
“I’ve already had to carry her, and let me tell you, she’s not as light as she appears.” Dru smirked.
Lethia’s blue eyes cut to her, and if looks could kill, Dru would have perished from the glare alone.
“Tell anyone else you had to carry me, and I’ll kill you,” Lethia threatened.
Dru chuckled and exited the truck from the door closer to her. She ambled around the back of the vehicle and took in all of those waiting for them. Dru had called ahead to Aubrey to notify her that the princess had been gravely injured. She wasn’t happy with the news and assured Dru the house would be on standby to receive Lethia.
Only thing was, Aubrey did not share that the queen would be waiting as well.
“When did she get here?” Lethia muttered. She stood to her full height with her hand pressed against her stomach. Her gaze was locked on her mother, Queen Mira Riskel. She walked toward her, leaving Dru with Talbot and the other warriors.
“Has there been word from Captain Thaddeus?” Dru turned to Talbot. She had cut off her communicator while trying to staunch the flow of blood from Lethia.
“Yes. They’re currently burning the bodies of the lycans who were killed,” he replied.
Dru gave a nod. “You warriors did well today. Rest up. I’m sure we’ll be called back for duty soon.” She stalked toward the castle. Her job was far from over. With the amount of lycans they had found, she was sure it was only a matter of time before they’d be at war. Azura had promised one, and Dru’s gut screamed that it was coming.
