Page 96 of Wicked Allure
Dru’s breath caught in her throat. She was unsure if she should burden the royal couple with her personal issues. She glanced up before deciding it wouldn’t hurt. The queen had asked a question, therefore, she should answer her.
“It’s my mate. She was taken from the Butterbush post.” It hurt her to even admit those words aloud. It showcased her failure to keep Tomesha safe.
“Taken? By whom?” The queen arched a perfectly sculpted eyebrow.
“I’m told the royal draft guards,” Dru snarled.
The king and queen grew still. They exchanged a quick glance before the queen stepped forward.
“If she was your mate, then how did she match with someone else? Are you certain you were fated? Did you enter the draft?” the queen asked.
“I did, Your Majesty.”
“The science is never wrong,” the king said.
“With all due respect, Your Majesty, this time it was wrong. I know what I felt, and my heart belongs to Tomesha Clay,” Dru gritted out through clenched fangs. Her body was coiled tight. She glanced at the both of them. “I’ll find her and will right this wrong. She needs to be with me and not someone else.”
“And you’re certain,” the queen asked again.
Dru jerked her head in a fierce nod. She straightened to her full height.
“The draft has never been wrong,” the queen said, “and I hope this will be the only time. I’ll send a message to the draft for confirmation. Please stay the day. Rest. We’ll have answers by nightfall.”
“I must respectfully decline. I need to seek out my mate. I will not rest until she’s back with me. Permission to leave.” Dru snapped to attention. She kept her eyes forward as she waited to be dismissed. If they didn’t, then she would defy orders for the first time.
Without hesitation.
The longer she waited, the longer it would be until Tomesha was back in her arms. The king studied her for a moment longer before he nodded.
“Granted. May the hunt end in your favor,” King Niall said.
Dru bowed again then turned on her heel. She strode through her warriors who parted for her. They followed behind her as they made their way back through the throne room. The queen’s voice followed behind, a soft whisper to the king.
“She’ll tear the world apart for that human, Niall. I pity whoever has her.”
The queen had no idea. Dru was ready to unleash hell upon anyone who stood in the way of her getting Tomesha back.
Dru stared out the window of the plane. The scenery wasn’t that of the Butterbush airport where they’d taken off one day ago. She stood and stalked to the front. The door opened with a member of the ground crew on the familiar tarmac.
“What is the meaning of this?” Dru roared.
They were to supposed have flown back to Butterbush where she could begin her search for Tomesha. She stood in the doorway and glared at the male who stood on the staircase that led down to the ground. He flew down the stairs and out of her way.
“The pilots had orders to fly you here,” Kane announced. The cocky son of a bitch had the audacity to grin. He strode forward and motioned for her to join him on the ground.
Dru bit back a curse. She hadn’t seen Kane and the warrior behind him. She’d only focused on the poor soul who’d opened the plane door. This wasn’t the time for her to have to report for another mission. Whatever it was needed to wait. Dru had something else pressing that needed her attention.
Seeking out her mate.
“I am needed back in Butterbush,” Dru bit out around her fangs.
She walked down the stairs with her warriors following close behind her. She was going to have to speak with Lethia. If there was something that was needed of her, Lethia could have Kane handle whatever it was. He may be a little deranged in the head, but he was a fine captain.
“You’ll need to take that up with the commander. She’s requesting your presence.” Kane’s smile disappeared.
It was then she realized that Lethia had sent Kane on purpose. If she chose to defy orders, he was one of the vampires who could handle her in a fight. She swore under her breath.
“Fine,” she snapped.
