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Then I’m going to visit her coven and let those patriarchs know that they fucked with the wrong House King.
Magic or not, I have an entire army of mercenaries at my disposal.
Staten Island is going to fucking burn.
And Fallon Doyle…
Well, we’ll see,I think, my hand on the doorknob.All right,little mate. Let’s see how well you can lie now…
CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR
FALLON
I’m flying.
Soaring through the sky.
Lost somewhere in a euphoric cloud of masculinity and grace.
Tongues. Hands. Fingers.
Nox and Bane are everywhere, owning my body, claiming my spirit, and filling me with a hope unlike anything I’ve ever encountered.
Because it all feels so amazing.
So anchoring.
Soenchanting.
I’ve never experienced life in this way, so hot and vibrant andvivacious.
I could live here forever, in this moment, and die the happiest woman alive. All because of—
A crack whips through the air, causing all three of us to freeze. Then Nox and Bane immediately jump to their feet in the next moment, their sudden movement leaving me cold and exposed on the bed.
“What the fuck?” Nox demands as a familiar form stalks into the room.
My eyes widen, and I immediately grab the sheets to pull them up over my nude body, my need to hide making me shrink back into the mattress.
Because Kaspian looks…pissed. Which shouldn’t be new to me—I constantly seem to infuriate him—but there’s something different about him now. He appears unrestrained. Livid.Dangerous.
I swallow as he continues forward, my legs kicking a little in response to help propel me up the bed until my back hits the headboard.
“Kaspian.” Nox steps in between us, momentarily blocking my view of the furious vampire. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Leave us.” Kaspian’s demanding tone has Nox’s muscles tightening in response, his shoulders going rigid.
“What?”
“Leave. Us.” Kaspian sounds every bit like the Gold and Garnet King and nothing like the man I usually talk to.
It has me wanting to disappear from view.What’s happened?I wonder, my heart suddenly in my throat.Why is he speaking this way?
He’s radiating fury to a point where I can almost feel the heat of it on my skin.
I try to hide a little more in the blankets, naively hoping it’ll act as a barrier.
But it doesn’t.
