Page 63 of Hell Fae Warden
“Yes, she did. Which, in summary, is that she has no idea what happened to her because some magical book took her on a journey to a bright light before she woke up in her old university room,” he snapped.
“Vita,” a deep voice interrupted, causing the hairs along my nape to stand on end.
Ihatewhen you do that,I said, glancing sideways at the Hell Fae King.You could at least shimmer the air to announce your presence.Fuck, Melek could do the same. Alas, the Hell Fae Prince liked sneaking around and surprising people, so I was used to his antics.
Typhos, however, usually provided a warning to my senses before blatantly appearing.
You were taking too long,Typhos replied, his voice bored inside my mind. “The book Camillia De la Croix mentioned is named Vita,” he added aloud, his focus on Ajax.
My brow furrowed. “Cami had Vita?”
“Apparently.” The barest hint of annoyance touched that one word. “It seems Vita has been visiting her and showing her things it shouldn’t.”
That didn’t make any sense. “Even if that’s true, she shouldn’t be able to read it.”
“According to Melek, she can and has.” Typhos lifted a shoulder. “I intend to investigate the matter personally, which is why I requested that she be brought here. So where is she?’
“With Melek,” I told him, finally releasing Ajax’s throat. “We were just on our way to see you.”
“Were you?” Typhos sounded amused. “Because it seemed I caught you both at an interesting time.”
“Like that hasn’t happened before,” I deadpanned, referring to the many occasions where I’d caught Typhos in a similar situation—typically while dressed in far less clothing—with Melek.
His lips twitched. “Indeed it has.” He refocused on Ajax. “You’ve disappointed me as Warden, but I’m not going to banish you. I have another task in mind for you to redeem yourself. So stop fretting over your mistakes and focus on redemption.”
My forehead creased as I considered Typhos and then Ajax. “That’s what has you so bothered? Typhos punishing you for fucking Cami?” I nearly laughed, but the expression on Ajax’s face had me sobering almost instantly. “He’d have to punish me, too. And he won’t.”
I won’t?Typhos asked in that silky tone of his, the words for my mind alone.What makes you so sure?
Because you need me,I answered without looking at him.So stop fucking with Ajax and tell us about this new portal.
I’m notfuckingwith Ajax,he replied, that velvety quality still gliding through his tone even while he blatantly lied.
Yes, you are,my liege. I infused those last two words with as much sarcasm as I could, knowing it would infuriate him to hear the formal title coming from me.You told him you’re disappointed in him when you’re not. He’s been a fantastic Warden and you know it.
Perhaps. But he’s clearly distracted by Camillia De la Croix’s pussy.
Yeah, well, it’s a pretty fantastic cunt. Maybe you should give it a taste?I suggested, boldly meeting his gaze.We both know your little prince wants to.
Hmm.It wasn’t a denial, more of a dismissive noise. “I didn’t ask to see you both to talk about the former candidate,” he finally said aloud. “Well, Ajax’s new assignment involves her. But we’ll get to that. We need to discuss the new portal and what I sensed around it.”
I arched a brow. “What did you sense?”
“Not here,” he said. “My office.”
With that, he vanished with the same stealth magic he’d used to mask his arrival.
I shook my head.Show-off.
Stop wasting time and get your ass in here,he demanded.
Yes,my liege.
His mental growl was the only reply.
I smirked and looked at Ajax—who didn’t appear as concerned as before but still had a broken quality in his gaze. “He’s not going to banish you,” I told him, reiterating what Typhos had just said.
“The problem isn’t about the potential for banishment. It’s how I feel about it.”
