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My entire body felt alight with fire, desperately needing him.
"Where do you want mine," he croaked, rough, raw.
Somewhere obvious, where everyone would see he was mine. "Your neck."
He brought the signet ring to his own neck, eyes never leaving mine as he pressed the mark that would bind us together.
I was on top of him, my mouth demanding, commanding, when the damn house alerted us of an intrusionagain.
"I will destroy whoever is disturbing us this time," he growled.
I chuckled. "Go on, then. We have all the time in the world."
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LUCIAN
In all likelihood, the interruption was caused by either Damian or Ronan, as I'd sent both out for news while frantically calling Gideon, Silver, and everyone I knew on the vale, but all my protective instincts were at an all-time high, my brain short-circuiting every time I let myself think about what could have happened. Whatwouldhave happened, if not for a scrawny teenager passing by.
I owed Adrian more than I could ever repay. That wouldn't stop me from trying.
"How about checking how our guest is faring while I answer the door?" I offered, reluctant to let Kleos anywhere close to an exit for the next forever and a half.
She saw right through me. "I don't need to be smothered, you know. I'm not going anywhere."
"Allow me to disagree. After today, a little smothering ought to be permissible."
Smiling, she pressed her mouth to my cheek for a fleeting instant. "Fine. But only because I owe the kidsomuch chocolate."
I watched her walk away, partially because the rear view was spectacular in her tight jeans, but mostly to make sure she was by the stairs before I opened the doors.
Instead of my brother or friend, I was greeted by two faces I hadn't seen in weeks, ahead of six runners in dark red uniforms.
"Lucian Regis," the guy I'd saved from a vampire bite my last week at the Guard said, "you're under arrest for the murder of Zenya Pendros."
I couldn't help a chuckle. "Rupert.Lawrence.Surely you should wait for me to actually murder her before throwing accusations?"
There was no doubt in my mind I would kill the bitch. I might just reanimate her afterwards for the pleasure of doing ittwice. I simply didn't have the leisure to do so yet.
"What's this?"
I tensed, feeling Kleos crossing the hall towards us.
Oh, hell no.
"I believe we ought to settle this at the Guard, gentlemen," I announced. Turning back to Kleos, I shook my head. "You're staying right here, understood?" I demanded.
Whatever this farce was, I'd wager it was designed to lure her out.
"But—"
"It's not my first murder accusation," I reminded her. "The difference this time is that I haven't done it. This will be cleared up in no time. Take care of the boy, yes?"
She bit her lip, but dipped her head.
Before she could change her mind, I stepped out of the manor, grabbing my phone.
"After you, gentlemen," I said lightly, all the while typing a text.
