“Oh, Night Sector is secure, by the way,” Kieran added conversationally, his change in topic giving me whiplash. “If you’re going to be my Second, you should check your watch more. Lorcan’s been messaging you for hours, and you know how much he doesn’t like to talk.”
He started walking away after that, all while thinking, “King Cillian” does have a nice ring to it.
“Dead Kieran” does, too,I thought right back at him.
He chuckled again.I don’t die easily, King Cillian. I believe I just proved that.
We’ll see next time we spar,I told him.
I’ll add it to my calendar for sometime next week. You have an Omega to see to first. And I suspect you’re going to require some time off to tend to her needs.
I really wanted to tell him not to comment on my Omega’sneedsbut decided it wasn’t worth the response. He would just fire something witty back at me.
Besides, he was right.
Ivana did need me.
And I needed her.
“Do you think Grey will find Ashlyn?” she asked, her question seeming to be for Cael, as she was looking at him now.
He’d already begun burning Granger’s remains, ensuring the asshole fully embraced death. Typically, V-Clan wolves had to be beheaded and burned to die.
Apparently, frying the brain also worked, as Tadhg and Sylvia had proved.
She really was a weapon.
One that had been used wrongly, a fact that saddened me. Yet I couldn’t help but feel relieved that she couldn’t cause any more destruction.
“Yes,” Cael said, drawing my attention back to him. “It may take him some time, but I believe she’s left him enough clues to go off of.”
“From the note she wrote to Ivana?” I asked.
“Among other entries, yes,” he murmured. “There’s a lot more going on between him and Ashlyn than he’s telling anyone. Those two cryptic wolves deserve one another.”
“You’re not at all concerned?” Ivana pressed.
Cael smiled. “I’m always concerned, sweetheart. But there’s a reason I trust Grey with my life and my sector. He’s the most resilient bastard I’ve ever met. If anyone can get Ashlyn out, it’s him. You’ll see.”
Ivana swallowed but nodded. “I hope you’re right.”
“I usually am,” he replied, glancing at me. “Just ask your mate.”
I simply stared at him. “You play dangerous games,Prince.”
“Right back at you,Second.”
“That’ll beKingto you soon,” I taunted him.
He grinned. “I’ll start working on my formal bow.”
“Do that,” I told him. “And let us know when you hear from Grey.”
Ashlyn’s disappearance would weigh on me until I heard from him. But I acknowledged that there was nothing I could do here.
She’d told Ivana to tell me that a new life was more important than an old one and that she would be fine.
I finally understood what that meant.