“I take it our witch...”
“Say ours one more time, vamp.”
“Your witch,” Rhen corrected. “I guess your witch isn’t behaving all docile and demure liked you’d hoped.”
“That’s none of your business.”
“Want some advice?”
“Did I ask for any?”
“This is a freebie.”
“Rhen...”
“When she climbed onto my bike after escaping the shredders in her house, the first thing she asked me was, did you see my dragon or did they kill him?”
Kaede looked to Rhen. “Truly?”
The vamp nodded.
Kaede stared down into his cup. “She was probably hoping I’d died.”
“That’s what I asked her. Want to know what she said or do you still want me to shut up?”
Kaede gripped his cup tightly. “I think you already know the answer to that.”
“Okay. I’ll shut up and drink this Syn-O. This is my first time drinking synthetic blood. I didn’t know you guys had scientist here who was behind the scenes working on shit like this. This could be a game-changer. No, it’s not the same as regular blood. But it does quench the thirst and dull the hunger pangs.”
“Rhen, what the fuck did she say?”
“I thought you’d never ask. I asked her if she hoped you was dead or not. She hesitated and then she said.... Are you ready?” Rhen leaned closer and whispered. “She said, it wasn’t her concern.”
“Fuck you, Rhen.” Kaede stood up, causing his chair to topple to the floor and drawing attention his way.
“Hey, K, you promised,” Santiago yelled from across the room.
Standing across the table from Rhen, with his fists clutched at his sides, Kaede glared down at the vampire who was still seated.
“Meet me outside,” Kaede growled.
“Stop being all, Me. Alpha. You. Vampire. Have a seat. I’m not done.”
“I don’t want to hear more.”
“Trust me, you do.”
“That’s the problem, I don’t trust you.”
“You should. Because I think you all got a shitstorm coming your way and you’re going to need my help. Or have you forgotten about The Deciders? Have you contacted them yet?”
Fuck. No, he hadn’t contacted them. But after changing his mate’s clothes and putting her to bed, he did listen to a message they’d sent to him.
Kaede picked his chair up and sat down. “They left me a message to turn the witch over within one week or die.”
“At least they gave you a week. It’s usually three days or that’s your ass.”
“What did you and Sil decide?”