Page 33 of Queen Takes Blood
She laughed, her eyes shining even brighter like twin blue flames. “Pure love is never a betrayal. Go, son of Morrigan. Spread your wings and soar. I’ll still be here waiting for you.”
I stretched out my hand toward Brigid, intending to touch her one last time. But she was further away, slipping between my fingers like wisps of smoke. “I’ll meet you here again.”
The queen smeared her blood on my lips, sparking a fiery thirst that couldn’t be denied. “Fly back to me, Nevarre. Your queen has need of you.”
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Shara takes Nevarre as her Blood in Queen Takes King.
QUEEN TAKES… EZRA URSULA
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EZRA
Irapped on the door so hard the entire wall shook. Again. But Daire didn’t fucking answer.
I was too late. He’d already left.
My shoulders slumped and I gripped a handful of my beard, tugging while I tried to think through my options. Surely he hadn’t already left the tower. He wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye to me.
Would he?
It wasn’t the first time he’d left the Skye nest with Alrik but this time felt… final. Every bone in my body insisted that I needed to see him.
One last time.
I knocked again, fighting back the urge to tear the fucking door down. Evidently he had no problem whatsoever leaving without a single world. My eyes burned, my chest so tight I couldn’t breathe. He was fucking gone. The only one of House Skye’s bunch who’d ever stooped enough to feed the outsider with a mean attitude.
The only one I’d ever cared about in this entire fucking world.
Now I was alone in this hellhole.
“There you are.”
I jerked my head around, relief surging through me so hard that my heart tried to explode out of my chest. Daire strolled up and casually leaned against the wall, one hip cocked, eyes plotting mischief. With a sassy smile curving his lips, he tossed his head, throwing a long fall of tawny hair back over his shoulder. Baring the long, strong column of his throat. A deliberate taunt to make my mouth water.
My fucking dick ached like the big man beside him had stomped me in the groin. I didn’t know Alrik too well. I didn’t get along with alphas in general, let alone the one who’d claimed Daire’s full attention so effortlessly.
I couldn’t fucking blame either of them. Daire was one tasty snack, and he needed serious protection, especially since he’d come to foster with House Skye. An alpha like Rik could protect him far better than a nobody like me.
Though my gruff heart couldn’t quite comprehend the fact that Daire loved the big guy as much—if not more—than me. Especially when he was leaving the tower with him, perhaps never to return.
I felt like the biggest motherfucking fool in the world standing here with eyes burning, already missing Daire, and he didn’t even have a fucking clue.
Rik gave me a cursory nod and walked on past. “I’ll be waiting in the garage.”
“He’s in a hurry to leave,” Daire said in a low voice. “He’s afraid the queen might change her mind before we can leave the nest.”
“Yeah. Good plan.” I stared at him, trying to think of something else to say that didn’t sound pitiful. “Be careful.”
“We will. He’s got a plan.”
“Of fucking course he does.” Bitterness laced my words, a sharp acidic taste on my tongue. “Does his fucking plan include who’s going to feed me once you’re gone?”
I didn’t care about that. Not really.
