No. We aren’t doing this. We are moving forward, and King isn’t getting another minute of our time. Not until I put the nail in his coffin, and I fucking bury him.
“Can we drop the guilt stuff,please? I don’t want to be focusing onhimwhen I just got you all back. I want to focus
on us and building our home.”
“That might not be an option.”
The guys whip their heads to Kane, each glaring at him with nothing but violence in their eyes.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Jax looks about two seconds away from losing it.
“We might have a problem.” Kane sighs. “Scratch that. We definitely have a problem.”
“What do you know?” Rion asks, his body turning stiff as his eyes narrow on Kane.
“News travels fast. There were a few demons at the club you were at earlier.” Kane looks at me, his eyes turning sad. “They saw what you did with Malik and made sure to report back to their superiors.”
Kane gives Kai a sharp look. “It doesn’t look good. From what I’ve heard, Kiarra has just become a hot commodity in the supe world, with those in the Underworld eager to get their hands on her.”
“Fuck,” Axels spits out, a look of violence in his eyes aimed straight at Kane as if it’s all his fault.
“The rumor mill has already started making its rounds. Some think she’s going to destroy us all, while others want to use her for her power. Either way, she’s got an open target on her head.” His eyes find mine, softening, before a frown appears. The longer he stares, the more uncomfortable I start to feel.
Realizing that I still have my abilities showing, I release my hold on them and look away.
“What can we do?” Luka asks the others.
“Draven,” Rion tells us. “He’ll be able to keep the demons and Underworld at bay. At least until we figure out what we’re working with.”
“I’ll call him and arrange a meeting,” Kai says, turning to organize it, but Kane calls out, stopping him.
“No need. He’s already on his way.” Kai raises a brow at him.
“As I said, news travels fast. Draven’s been made aware of this new… development.”
“She’s not adevelopment. She’s our mate and deserves some damn respect.” Luka narrows his eyes at Kane.
“I’m sorry, that’s not what I meant.” Kane glances over at me, looking apologetic.
Jazmyn cuts him a sharp look. “What he means is… we’d like to help in whatever way we can.”
A quiet tap sounds out before Malik walks in.
“Oh, thank the Gods.” Jazmyn turns, moving to him. “Are you… okay?”
“I’m fine, Jaz,” he tells her, shoving his hands in his pockets. He nods at Kane before looking around.
“Draven’s coming,” Kane tells him.
Malik clenches his jaw, looking away. “For me?” “No. You’re staying with us,” Jazmyn says.
He whips his head to her, narrowing his eyes before looking over her head at Kane.
Kane nods his head. “What she said.”
Malik swallows hard, dropping his shoulder. He nods his head to himself. “Why is he coming then?” “For me,” I tell him.
Malik glances at me, his frown back in place. “Because of what you can do?”