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“We have an issue to bring up with the council,” Leandra said, diplomatically placing a hand on Linh’s arm while giving Alice a measured look. “We wish to have our concern heard, that is all.”
“I do not wish to bring up my concerns with the council, I wish to bring it up with her,” Linh spat, pointing a finger at Alice, who snorted and rolled her eyes.
The door behind them opened once again, and two servants appeared, carrying extra chairs to place around the table. The blue Witch appeared with them, gave them a gentle smile of thanks, and took a seat in one of the spare chairs next to Alice.
“Please, Linh, Leandra, have a seat,” Alice said, sounding exhausted. “Callum, I apologize. The council has been under a lot of pressure, and I let my temper get the better of me. Let me introduce you to everyone.”
She motioned to each of the women in turn as they took their seats. “This is Leandra, head of the Fire Coven, and Linh, head of the Air Coven. Sana here is head of the Water Coven and also keeps records for all of our meetings.”
Sana smiled pleasantly at him, and Callum returned the gesture easily. She, at least, didn’t seem too bad.
“Ah,” Alice said, turning as the throne room doors opened and an attractive male entered. “And here’s the last of us. Callum, this is the Shifter representative, Silas.”
“Not for long,” the male said, mouth tight with anger as he approached. Alice straightened in her chair, clearly thrown off, and in her moment of confusion, the Shifter crossed the floor and thrust an envelope at her.
“What is this?” Alice asked, taking it from him. She held it lightly between her fingers, making no move to open it.
“My resignation from this council,” the Shifter announced. “Effective immediately.”
Chapter 52
ALASTAIR
Alastair sighed in irritation as he turned the page, eyes roving over the text of his book. It was early, hours and hours from the sun rising, and Fey was fast asleep on the other side of the massive bed they shared. The gentle rhythm of her breathing was the sweetest song he’d ever heard.
But Jasper?
“What do you want, puppy?” Alastair asked, annoyed, glancing from his book to the Wolf on the bed next to him.
Head still on the pillow, his body nestled beneath the sheets, Jasper grinned.
“How did you know I was awake?” he asked.
“The same way I know you’ve been watching me for an hour. I can hear your breathing,” Alastair said. “Go to sleep.”
Jasper propped himself up on his elbow, frowning.
“Why? You’re not sleeping.”
“I’m nocturnal. I don’t sleep at night, and this? This is my afternoon.”
“And you’re spending it in bed? Reading a book?” Jasper asked incredulously.
It was hard to fight back his smile. “I always read in bed when Fey is sleeping. I find it calming. Go to sleep.”
“I can’t,” Jasper complained.
Alastair ground his teeth together. “You could. If you actually fucking tried.”
“Nah. I’m too restless. Why don’t we wake her up?” Jasper’s grin turned mischievous. “I bet you she wouldn’t mind going again.”
“Don’t even fucking think about it,” Alastair snapped, slamming his book shut. “She needs her rest. And if you wake her up, I will throw you out of here so fast it will make your head spin.”
Jasper's grin only grew. “Well… we could have some fun, just the two of us,” he offered, eyes sparkling.
Teeth grinding together hard enough he might break a fang, Alastair shot Jasper a lethal glare before setting his book on the nightstand.
Great. He wasn’t going to get any fucking reading done tonight, was he?
