Series: Lords of Rathe Series by Meagan Brandy
Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 98580 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98580 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
“I know exactly where to find you once I do.” His smile is tender.
Reaching out, I squeeze his hand.
“I love you, Little Crow, as much as any father loves his daughter.”
Moisture builds in my eyes and I nod again.
I’m about to cry when he’s finally out of sight, but before I can, Sinner, Creed, and Legend slide up, limbs loose, smiles wide and eyes low.
“Hello, new baby sis,” Sin slurs.
“The demon Queen of Rathe.” Legend stumbles as he tries to bow.
“The biggest pain in my fucking ass ever,” Creed adds, bumping into his brothers.
Just like that, my mood shifts back and I’m smiling again. All my boys are thoroughly fucked up and enjoying every second of it. Yes, even Creed.
It’s really good to see after the shit streak we’ve had.
“I’m gonna fuck that hot shifter from your courtship tonight.” Sinner grins wickedly, liquor spilling over the edge of his glass. “The Stygian one who came after Little L killed the vamp?” He groans as if picturing it. “I’m gonna yank that long ass hair of hers so fucking hard.”
Knight laughs, taking two of the shot glasses of the glowing purple mixture from the long floating tray that followed Legend and passes one to me. “Tell me if she screams my name instead of yours,” he teases, ducking when I send a shard of ice at his head.
Legend smirks, but as he looks past me, then back to the last shot on the floating tray, a frown builds across his brow. “Where’s crazy girl? Tell her ass to come get her drink before I down it myself.”
I glare at the reminder of Haide’s absence, taking it and knocking it back a split second after I finish my own, slamming it back down.
Knight laughs lightly, and Legend looks from me to him.
“What?” he asks.
Knight wraps his arms around me, tugging me close and bending to kiss the top of my head. “She lost her little friend and she’s pissy about it.”
Legend’s hand freezes at his lips, and slowly, he lowers the glass. “Explain,” he spits.
My eyes snap to his, narrowing but his are pointed at his brother.
“The girl took off,” he tells him with a shrug.
“Took off ... where?” Legend’s tone is low and lethal.
A monstrous rumble.
Interesting...
“Home, I guess—” Knight cuts off when Legend jolts forward.
“Bro, what the fuck?” Sinner snaps.
We all spin, rushing toward the edge of the building...that Legend just threw himself off of. Two whole seconds go by, and then my favorite pair of wings flap from below, Ben coming up through the clouds … Legend sitting perched on his back.
“Hey!” I scream. “That’s my best friend!”
My protest goes on deaf ears, the duo already long gone before the final words leave my lips.
“Man, he is fucking fast,” Creed grumbles, spinning when his name is called and dragging Sinner with him.
Knight spins me, yanking me close. He dips and I jump, wrapping my legs around him and smiling when he moves to the edge of the building, freefalling backward onto a large cloud and lifting us higher into the skies, those blue eyes of his darkening by the second. His demon wants out to play, and lucky for him, mine does too.
His rough palm presses against my cheek, sliding along my skin until it’s digging deep into my hair. "I would die a thousand deaths for you, my Queen.”
“Good,” I whisper pressing my lips to his. “Because I have a feeling I’m going to kill you quite often.”
He chuckles at that, then punishes me for my words with a harsh tug to my hair.
I gasp into the air and he takes my mouth with his, biting down on my lower lip. “I need you to do two things for me, baby. Agree to these two things and I’ll never ask more of you.”
“Anything.”
“Never stop fighting me.”
“You know I won't.”
The blue of his eyes whirl at the edge of his irises, holding on, fighting for a few more moments before our demons demand to lead the way they’ve come to do when we’re skin to skin.
“What’s the second thing?” I ask softly, having an idea what he’s about to say.
Knight glides his lips across mine, closing his eyes as his sharp claws bite into my ass. "You already know,” he warns. “Say it, London. Say it now.”
My insides tighten, my stomach whirling and I run my hands up his chest, wrapping them around his neck. I don’t know why I’ve held on to the words when he hasn’t.
I feel them, and he knows I do, my actions speaking them for themselves, my mind whispering them to him when he plays inside it, but he deserves this. Shit, I deserve this.
I press my forehead to his, waiting for his eyes to open.
“I will fight you for all eternity ... and I will love you infinitely. For all my days and beyond them. When I'm but the bones in an old urn or the shadows who protect these lands, I will still love you, my King. For always.”