Page 77 of Theirs to Rule

In the car, the tension between us lingered, heavy and unspoken. Kage drove, and I sat in the back with Dante. His hand slipped between my thighs, resting there casually, like it was the most natural thing in the world. The touch was warm, comforting, and my pulse quickened at the intimacy. I glanced at him, catching his soft smile, and I returned it, though the nervous energy still hummed in my veins.

As I turned to look out the window, I caught Kage’s eyes in the rearview mirror. He didn’t say anything, but I knew he hadn’t missed where Dante’s hand was. His expression remained unreadable, his control as steady as ever.

“You should text your sister,” Kage said. “It makes sense for us to all get together and share what we know.”

I nodded, pulling out my phone.

Need to meet. Found evidence that might be linked to what we’re looking into.

It wasn’t long before my phone buzzed with a call.

“What did you find?” Bianca asked.

"First, you need to know something,” I said cautiously, bracing myself for her reaction. “The guys know.”

She took in a sharp breath. “Camille, I told you I didn’t want anyone else involved yet.”

“It made sense to tell them, Bianca. They were with me when I found something. And it’s big.”

She sighed, frustration and resignation blending into the sound. “Fine. What did you find?”

“We have enough evidence to connect Silas’s family, Ty’s family, and Ava. But we’re still not sure what it all means yet.”

“Holy shit,” Bianca breathed, the sharpness in her tone fading into shock. “This is huge.”

“Yes, but you can’t tell anyone yet. Not even theconciliantis. Not until we know more.” My grip on my phone tightened, knuckles white with the strain.

There was a long, heavy pause. I could practically hear Bianca’s mind whirling. “Fine. I promise. You're with the guys now?"

"I'm with Kage and Dante."

"Stay with them, Camille. Don't take any chances."

"I won't."

As I ended the call, Dante reached over, pulling me into his side, his arm draping over my shoulders. His touch was warm, reassuring, but my mind was still spinning with everything we had yet to figure out. I leaned into him, grateful for the comfort.

From the driver’s seat, Kage’s eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, locking on me. I sensed the tension radiating off him now. His gaze lingered on where Dante’s arm was around me, and I felt the jealousy rolling off him in waves. Not so much because Dante was touching me, I suspected, but because Dante was comforting me, and Kage wasn’t.

I met Kage’s eyes in the mirror and smiled softly. The edges of his mouth twitched in response, but he looked away quickly, his focus returning to the road.

When we finally arrived at the chateau, I dragged myself to the kitchen table, feeling the exhaustion from the day creeping into my bones. Behind me, Dante moved in close, his hands sliding over my shoulders. His fingers dug into the tight knots in my muscles, massaging away the tension that had been building all night. I closed my eyes, letting out a small sigh as my body began to relax under his touch.

“You’re seriously tense,” Dante said, his voice low and soothing.

“Gee, I wonder why,” I murmured then moaned. Dante’s hands worked magic, the pressure of his fingers sending warmth coursing through me.

Kage walked into the room, his presence instantly registering. I opened my eyes to meet his gaze. There was possessiveness in his expression again, but this time it was mixed with something hotter.

“It’s been a big night,” Kage murmured, his gaze on Dante and me as he leaned against a wall, his arms crossed over his chest. My cheeks reddened under the heat of his stare. I couldn’t quite read what he was thinking, but I was sure from the look of desire on his face it was dirty. “Camille’s probably still full of adrenaline and needs to work it out of her system. Isn’t that right, Rebel?”

I knew exactly what that look meant. He wanted to fuck me. The fact that he was talking about getting me off so casually while Dante rubbed my shoulders made me feel both uncomfortable and incredibly horny.

“Thanks for your concern, but I can work the adrenaline out of my own system,” I said, testing him.

“You could,” Kage agreed. “But we both know that wouldn’t be nearly as fun.”

Dante sighed. “And that’s my cue to leave,” he muttered, kissing the top of my head.

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