CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
Rave
It was no joke when I said I have a list. It’s a mental list of all the people I’m going to enjoy killing for hurting my mate, who is supposedly part angel. No wonder she doesn’t have our pointed ears. She probably doesn’t have much fae blood in her at all.
Angels are rare, and none have ever been seen in this realm.
Or so I thought.
My shadows start choking Bane before he even knows I’m in his bedroom.
“What the fuck, Rave?” he manages to get out as I lift him in the air. He was in the dungeon with Astrid, and he’s pretty loyal to her, so I don’t think he knew what Zython had planned, but I need to be sure.
“Did you know that Zython was working with the Vampire King? And plans on giving her to some warlord named Declan?” I ask, watching his reaction very closely.
His irises bleed from black to amber. “Zython wouldn’t do that. He loves Astrid!”
“Rion says otherwise. And he’s the one hired to do everyone’s dirty work,” I seethe, loosening the grip on his throat and letting him drop back to his bed. There’s intricate red rope next to his bed, and I heard he’s into tying up his females. As long as he keeps that rope away from Astrid, I don’t give a fuck.
Thunder cracks outside, and I know that Bane is pissed. “If anything is going on, I’m not involved in it. And neither are Axe and Kai, we all fucking love Astrid.”
“Then you get to live another day,” I snarl, starting to pace. Bane killed Vera, and we shared a moment, so I wouldn’t enjoy killing him. But I would if I had to.
“Declan is powerful,” he says, moving to the edge of his bed. “And Zython does have meetings with him. He wants Axe to marry his daughter, Milana, so they will inherit his mercenary army. He’s picked up all the stray warriors and made a name for himself.”
Milana. Now where have I heard that name before?
The fact that Bane knows who this Declan man is makes me think that Rion was right.
Zython has betrayed his own daughter.
And there’s nothing I hate more than someone hurting my mate and disloyalty. In that fucking order.
Maybe it’s time Axe stood up and became king.
Maybe he soon won’t have a choice.
“If it comes out that all of this is true, are you with us, or are you with Zython?” I ask, looking him dead in the eye.
I know that Zython took him in and raised him.
Zython was best friends with Bane’s dad before he died, and then he raised Bane like his own son.
I know this isn’t an easy decision for him.
Zython is his family.
His father in all but blood.
And sometimes blood doesn’t mean shit.
He closes his eyes, shutting out his emotions, and when he opens them, his expression is a mask once more. “If Zython has betrayed Astrid, then he has betrayed me.”
“And you are sure Axe and Kai don’t know?” I press.
“Leave it with me. I’ll find out,” he declares, more thunder booming from outside, followed by substantial rain.
I know exactly how he feels.
“You have until tomorrow night before heads start rolling,” I warn him before zipping back to my bedroom, where my princess is still fast asleep, hugging the pillow beside her. I strip off my clothes and slide in next to her, pulling her warm body against my cold one. She rests her head on my chest and sighs, all of her worries forgotten in her deep sleep.
She didn’t even get to yell at me about Saylor, the triplets’ younger sister I once slept with. She’s a powerful illusionist and wolf shifter like the rest of them. It was only one time, and I know that Salem only brought it up to start shit. Salem is an assassin, and I don’t trust him and his brothers one bit. I know that Bax brought them here to try to intimidate me, but it didn’t work.
That prick is going to have to try harder.
He didn’t want us to align with the queen and have peace. He wants war and to drag the Vampire Kingdom down while they are weak.
***
I wake up to her mouth on my dick.
How did I not know she was an angel when she wakes me up like this? Although when she starts to suck the life out of me, I have to wonder if she’s actually part demon.
“I’m going to come,” I growl out, and she sucks harder, drinking down every drop, as I empty myself into her. She pulls back and looks up at me, licking her lips lavishly. Her eyes are still a little red from crying, and I know she wants to forget right now. I’m more than happy to provide her with a distraction.
She will never have to worry about my loyalty to her because there’s nothing I wouldn’t sacrifice to make her happy.
“Sit on my face like a good girl,” I command, lying back and waiting patiently as she climbs up my body and lowers her pussy right on my face. I grip her thighs and grind her against me, and my tongue works its magic. She moans loudly, and I look up to see her play with her nipples.
Fuck.
I can’t breathe, but I don’t fucking care. She can suffocate me any time she wants.
I lick, suck, and stroke until she comes all over my face, and then I keep going, wanting another orgasm out of her.
When she gives it to me, I push her onto her back and thrust inside her in one smooth movement, my dick so hard from eating her out that I’m giving it to her roughly. She loves it, though, lifting her hips and scoring her nails down my back. Bringing my lips to her ear, I say, “I’ve got you. Everything is going to be fine, Princess. Anyone who hurts you will regret it. No one fucks with my baby.”
She comes for the third time, and I join her, all while looking into her eyes.
I’ve been called a monster, but little does she know, this monster now has a leash.
And she’s the one holding it.
I will destroy the realm if she wills it, and I will do so with a smile.
The darkness is coming, and the Fae Queen is the only one with the power to restrain it.
Long live the queen.