Page 98 of Night's Fall
“I knowI’mnot seeing you standing in my doorway whileI’min bed with my female,”Alekseigrowled.
“My apologies, your highness.”Allainbowed his head, looking and sounding wildly uncomfortable. “Butyou set all tech to mute and there are some…situations brewing.”
“Fucking hell,”Alekseimuttered. “Andthose would be?”
“Your parents are here.Yourbrothers are here.MistressLaura’sfriends are all here.Theconstables have had to cordon off the street due to the number of press and well-wishers outside.So, that is to say, thePalaceissued their statement and, well…the good news is, the realm is rejoicing that you’ve found your mate.”
It was striking me thatAllainmight be master of the understatement, because that wasn’t whatI’ddescribe as “situations brewing.”
More like all the proper ingredients for a comingArmageddon.
“Fuck me,”Alekseigrumbled, clearly feeling the same as me.
I was beginning to be less bleary-eyed and confused.
And a lot more freaked out.
“Oh, and the orange and white cat keeps making a racket,”Allainadded. “Ithink there’s something wrong with it.”
Naturally,Cometwould throw in his lot with potentialArmageddon.
“Have you fed him?”Alekseiasked.
Allain’s chin went into his neck in open affront. “Fed…the cat?”
“Don’t worry,Allain,”Isaid, pulling fromAleksei’shold and reaching to throw back the covers, doing this wondering ifAlekseihadMadamGarwah’ssequence soIcould comm and ask her the royal etiquette around feeding your cat in front of a king and queen. “I’lldo it.”
I got nowhere becauseAlekseihooked an arm around my stomach to keep me whereIwas.
“We’ll be down in a minute,” he toldAllain.
Not hiding his relief,Allainescaped.
Right.
The last thingIremembered, post-IVtherapy, was sitting on a couch in the living area, and my head was nodding because we’d gone through a stiff-backed report delivered directly from theChiefofDistrictThree, a more concise one from theDeputyHeadMinisterof theRMI, security briefs from theChiefofDistrictTenand aLieutenantof theRS.AndfinallySetandAntheme(his fae partner) were the only ones left, and they were givingAlekseiand me (andAllain,Murielhad gone) the real skinny, during which, clearlyIconked out.
On the couch.
In the living room.
I turned to my mate.
“So we’ve jumped from taking time to get to know each other in a chill way to surviving assassination attempts to your staff and bots stealing all my clothes, shoes, bags, accessories and toiletries and kidnapping my cats to ussleeping together?”
He grinned, slightly sleepy, still a little grouchy, totally sexy, and all of a sudden,Iwas sprawled on a mountain of muscle again.
Regardless of how great this felt (and make no mistake, it feltgreat),Ipushed up.
He rolled, andIwas trapped under a mountain of muscle.
Wow.
That didn’t feel great.
It feltspectacular.
However…
