Page 75 of Wicked Allure
“Really?” Tomesha eyes grew round as saucers. A smile played on her lips. She reached over and took Dru’s hand in hers and entwined their fingers. “Why would you do that for me?”
“Because you’re my mate and I would do anything to see you happy.” Dru lifted their hands upward and brought Tomesha’s to her lips. She pressed a soft kiss to the back of one. “Now if you’re still tired, you can take a nap.”
At that exact moment, a yawn overtook Tomesha.
“Oh boy. I don’t know where that came from.” Tomesha chuckled. She glanced over at the bed with a longing expression. “I guess I could rest for a little.”
A knock sounded at the door. Dru bit back a growl. She’d given the order for her not to be disturbed. Tomesha stood on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to Dru’s cheek.
“This shouldn’t take long,” Dru said.
“It’s fine. I’m sure you have general stuff to attend to.” Tomesha yawned again. She giggled and grabbed her bag from the dresser and disappeared into the bathroom.
Dru stalked over to the door, prepared to gut whoever had decided to interrupt her after she’d given specific orders. She unlocked the door and gripped the handle. She snatched the door open.
“What?” Dru growled.
Orenda and another warrior stood on the other side. The tall warrior met Dru’s glare.
“I know you said you were not to be disturbed, but you have an important phone call we were told you needed to take immediately,” Orenda announced.
“From whom?”
“Princess Lethia.”
Dru paused. If Lethia was calling again, then something must have happened. Dru stepped out of her suite and shut the door behind her. She pointed to the warrior.
“No one goes in here, and no one comes out. Is that clear?” Dru growled.
He nodded and stepped toward the door. He positioned himself in front of it.
Dru turned her attention to Orenda. “Where’s the call?”
“We have a secured feed in the study,” Orenda said.
Dru followed the warrior down to the first floor. They came to a room that had a guard outside the door. Orenda entered first with Dru behind her. The room was small but held a few tables taken over by computers and equipment. Two other warriors worked at their tables. At the sight of Dru, they bolted from their seats.
“General.” They slammed their fists against their chest.
“You’re dismissed.” Dru went over to the fireplace in the corner.
The hologram device beeped a series of lights. Orenda followed the men out of the room and quietly shut the door, leaving Dru alone. She reached for the device and hit the incoming button. Within seconds, a hologram vision of Lethia stood in the center of the floor.
“It’s about time. I thought you were trying to ignore me,” Lethia murmured. The princess was dressed in pair of black leggings and a soft white tunic. Her hair was pulled back in a high ponytail with a few strands remaining loose.
By her appearance, Dru could see the princess wasn’t waging war on anyone at the moment.
“I have been extremely busy, Your Highness,” Dru replied with a hint of sarcasm thrown in there. She smirked and walked in a wide circle around Lethia. “By the looks of it, you’re well rested.”
“Can a vampire spend a few hours alone with her mate? Alima hates when I’m dressed for battle all the time,” Lethia said.
“Please. We all know you love to play dress-up.” Dru snorted. She stopped in front of Lethia’s form and folded her arms. She eyed her princess. “So what’s the nature of the call if not to tell me you’ve found the alpha and we’re going to kill the bitch?”
“I wish I could say I was calling to tell you that, but unfortunately, the bitch is still eluding us all,” Lethia said. Her small smile disappeared, and she suddenly turned serious.
This was no longer Dru’s longtime friend, but Her Royal Highness. There was always a shift in Lethia when she was conducting royal business. It was ingrained in all of the sisters. Dru had seen all of them relaxed when amongst those they loved and cared about. The moment it became official royal business, they all changed.
“General Moldark, I am calling you with news.”
