Chapter 19
NINETEEN
PYRO
With Carina already settled in a new room here at the hotel, Clay in her room, keeping an eye on his granddaughter as she sleeps, I head for Heat’s room.
After the fight with the bastard that I share blood with, I didn’t want to leave my woman, especially with her in heat.
It’s not something I expected to happen.
I wasn’t even thinking about the possibility of her going through something so strenuous.
It typically doesn’t happen until six months to a year after a mating.
It must have to do with her carrying the dragon mark.
I took the time, we both needed it, to shower and fuck, ease the tension in both of us. It won’t be enough, but she needs her rest. When she wakes up, I know she’ll need me.
First, I have to help my club. We gotta talk. Figure out what the game plan is for our next move. The sun is already starting to set over the mountain range, and I need to get this done and get back to Carina. As much as the club needs me, my mate does as well.
Especially with what she’s going through right now. My brothers would all understand. They know shit like this happens, and none of them would be pissed for putting her first.
I knock on Heat’s door and wait for someone to open it. Everyone’s already there and waiting, to my surprise, my father is also there.
“What are you doing here?”
“Wanted to check on you. Make sure you and your mate are okay.” I want to be pissed at him for what he says, but I can’t find it in me to do so.
“Also wanted to let you know that I went through your mother’s journals, alongside all of your grandparents.
She made notes of everything she did. Every deal she made. ”
“Did she have anything on Kinley in there?” I ask.
“She did.” He nods and glances around the room.
“She told them they could stay there as long as they liked, as she said to us and made the ward that would warn them the moment one of you entered Shiverborn. She also mentioned that they had a plan to go back to Windsor. Kinley was fully transformed into what they all are. Esme, well, she allowed Kinley to feast on two of the witches in Esme’s coven.
They were killed. It’s written that she’s their pet, and they’re training her to be one of their own.
Esme watched them all fuck her and bled them all as they did so. ”
“What the fuck does that mean?” Flame growls.
“Bleeding people as they are in the throes of sex is a powerful mix. The endorphins alone flowing through the blood make for a powerful spell,” Brimstone answers.
“How the fuck do you know that?” Fire grunts.
Brimstone shrugs. “Mom’s a witch. Well, she was. She refuses to cast any longer. Says it’s too dangerous. But she still does other things.”
“Your VP is right about the blood. I believe she intended to use it on Pyro in the spell she intended to do.”
“The price she would have asked me to pay,” I grumble.
“Yes.” My dad nods with a grimace. “She was always good at manipulation. Always had to get something out of whatever and get her way.”
“Well, she’s a charred corpse now.” The words are harsh, just the way I mean them to be.
“That she is,” he agrees.
“So, what now?” Boot mutters.
“You said they planned to go back to Windsor?” Heat asks, speaking up for the first time since I stepped into the room.
“Yes, that’s what Esme had in the journal.” Reaching behind his back, my father pulls out a folded notebook. “Here, take it, you can read exactly what she wrote. What they told her is in there. All of it. Including the plan they spoke of.”
“Appreciate this.” Heat takes the notebook and starts thumbing through it.
“Wish there was more I could do,” my father grunts and starts for the door.
“Dad,” I call, stopping him.
“Yeah,” he calls in return, twisting to look back at me.
“Thanks for this.” I nod.
“It’s the least I can do.”
“Why don’t you come to Windsor?” I don’t know why I just suggested this to him, but I did, and I don’t regret it.
“Now that your mother is dead, the leash is gone, I can do that and more.” He grins. “I can also be with my actual mate as well.”
“Great.” I grunt. “Tell the grandparents to come as well.”
“Know that you have a place at the clubhouse anytime,” Heat invites.
“Will do,” he says and leaves the room.
I turn to the room and ask, “What’s the plan now?”
“According to this, we should head back to Windsor. Looks like a waiting game. We’re going back on offense the moment they show their faces.” Heat snarls, lifting the notebook and tossing it on the bed.
“We won’t let them get past us again,” Brimstone adds with a sneer. “We’ll get Kinley free of them.”
“Y’all know it might mean we have to kill her,” Fire states the obvious that none of us want to bring up. It’s not something any of us wants to consider.
“We’ll cross that path when the time comes,” Heat remarks with a shake of his head. “For now, let’s get our shit together, and we’ll head back home.”
“I’ll keep Carina here one more night.”
“Let’s stick around one more night,” Brimstone suggests, eyes on the notebook. “I want to check out this cavern noted in this book.” His eyes go straight to Heat’s. “Might be something in there.”
Heat thinks it over and nods. “We’ll go check this cavern out. Pyro, you stick to your woman. Right now, with the condition she’s in, it’s for the best. We’ll head out late tomorrow.”
“Sounds good,” I grunt, nodding. I can feel my woman stirring through the bond and know I need to get back to her. “I’ll catch y’all later.”
I get a couple grunts and knowing smirks. None of which I care. They know what I’ll be doing the rest of the night and into tomorrow. I might have to keep Carina here for more than just a night. Depends on how fast I either get her knocked up or the heat subsides inside her.
Either way, I’ll enjoy fucking my woman into exhaustion and then some.
Being inside her proves that she’s not just my mate. She’s mine in every way. For the longest time, I didn’t think I needed a mate. Didn’t want one, yet she’s all I ever wanted, and I’ll do whatever it takes until the day I die to keep her that way.