Page 16 of Savage Little Queen

Vincent must have gone after Levin.

“We should talk,” I said softly to the pair.

Dominic brought my knuckles to his lips and kissed them, ignoring what I’d said. “Are you hurt?”

I shook my head. “I’m OK. Fallon—”

“No,” Dominic murmured, his green eyes filled with anguish and pain.

“Dominic.” I reached out and cradled his face. “We need to do this. For our babies.”

He visibly swallowed, his throat bobbing.

I pulled away from him and went to Fallon.

“Hey,” I said.

“Hey.”

I twisted my hands in front of me. The truth of the matter was, he’d told me what he needed to say to me as far as why he’d faked my death, but there was a hell of a lot more he needed to come clean on now.

“I didn’t tell you because I was scared you’d hate me once you found out,” he said, his voice cracking. It was like he’d read my mind. “I was scared you’d finally leave me. I fucked up. I was selfish and ignorant. I loved you so much that I didn’t think about how it would hurt everyone else. I’m sorry, Bianca. I’m so fucking sorry.” He exhaled. “I’ve been trying to be with you since I met you. I thought I had you. I thought I had a family. Shit got fucked, and I lost it all. In my bitterness, I made really bad decisions stemming from my selfishness. I want to come home to you. To my family. That includes Dom, Vin, and Levin. And whoever else you want.”

Dom’s brows crinkled at Fallon’s words, and he moved to stand beside me.

God, I needed to tell him what I’d done with Drake.

“I want us all to be a family again. Fuck. Please.” Fallon dropped to his knees in front of us. “What do I have to do? I’ll fucking do it. Anything. Please, I’m begging you to let me come home.”

“The leader of the lords on his knees for a king. How cute,” Dom said, glaring down at Fallon. “I always envisioned this moment with a gun in my hand though."

“You don’t have to believe me, but I love you,” Fallon whispered. “All of you. Even that German twat rag Levin. Yes,I’m the leader of the lords, but I’m also meant to be a king. You know my love for Bianca is real. It’s so fucking real. You know what it’s like to lose her, Dom. Please don’t take her from me.”

My heart hurt at his words. I knew he loved me too, but damnit, he’d done some messed up stuff. Stuff that almost got some of us killed.

“I won’t take her from you,” Dom finally said. “It’s her decision, not mine.”

I did a double-take at him.

“Anything you want, it’s yours,mia regina. I mean that. I seriously fucking hate him right now, but there was a time when I didn’t, so maybe we can go back to that when you’re ready. Someday. Ultimately, it’s your call. I just ask one thing.”

“What’s that?” I looked from the hopeful look on Fallon’s swollen face back to Dominic.

“That the kings get to punish him how we see fit.”

“I accept,” Fallon said immediately. “Whatever it is, I’ll do it.I want to come home.”

“Fallon, you really messed up,” I said, sighing, my attention back on him.

“I know, baby.” He reached out, rested his hands on my waist, and gently placed his head against my stomach. “I know.” He sniffled as he continued to hold me.

“It’s going to take me some time, OK?”

He breathed out, his body shaking. I knew he was crying.

“OK. Whatever you want.”

I closed my eyes and reached for him. I tangled my fingers in his dark hair as his body shook harder.

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