Trinity laughed. “There’s a story there. And you’ve got Thor, a mate. Hot sex all the time.”
Her sly smile fell away when I didn’t say anything, didn’t return the devilish look.
“So, the real question is, where is Thor?” She looked around, as if he were hiding behind the drapes. “He knows what we know, Faith. So where would he go?”
“I have no freaking clue. He left me and that was that. I haven’t seen him or heard from him at all.”
Until I said the words, it hadn’t been really true. He’d walked out, needed space. His parents had just died in the most awful of ways. He discovered his mother was a traitor to not only their family, but to the throne. To all of Alera.
I could see that. God, I thought moving to Alera was a life change. But he’d had his whole life turned upside down within minutes. Over dinner. He’d lost everything. At least, he thought he had. I had news for him in the mating department. “Men. I swear to God, Trin. I want to kill him.”
“Um… what?” she laughed after she realized I wasn’t going to say more.
For some reason, the tears were gone. Completely gone. I couldn’t cry about this any longer. I had no idea why. It was ripping me in two, this heartache, but there were no tears. “He’s a Jax and now that Lady Jax is a traitor, he doesn’t want to… to taint me with that. Even if I find him, he’s not going to want to be with me.”
“That’s bullshit. He couldn’t keep his hands off you.” She frowned. “And he wasn’t the traitor in the family.”
“No, but the Jax name will be in ruins as soon as word gets out, and it wouldn’t be good for Princess Faith to shack up with someone so dishonorable.” I played with the lace edging of the blanket. Mindlessly.
“Whatever. Go get him. Tell him he’s wrong.”
“This is like déjà vu, Trin. I mean, we were having a similar conversation just the other day. I went to the dungeon and rescued him. His name was in ruins then. Not as bad as it will be after this, obviously, but I’d believed him innocent when even you thought otherwise. I wanted to be with him anyway.”
“And now?”
“Now I want to be with him, but it isn’t for me to decide. I can’t sway him with BDSM makeup sex again.”
Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open.
“I have no idea what that means… exactly.” She held up her hand. “I don’t want to know. Yes, I do, but that’s a rabbit hole we can’t go down right now.”
I sighed. “I’m not going after him again. He’s my mate. He knew it the second he saw me and had to coax m
e into the idea.”
“Using BDSM makeup sex,” she countered.
The corner of my mouth turned up. “And other persuasive ways, yes. He’s changed his mind.”
“So change it back.”
I shook my head. “He has to want me more than family honor. He has to want me more than idle gossip. He has to want me and to make a family with me more than anything. Besides, I need to get to Lord Wyse and take him down.” I wanted to do my newfound Kung Fu shit on Lord Wyse. Big time. He had Mom. He’d hurt Thor. He’d tried to kill Trinity and me. He was going down.
“What? You’re just going to march into Lord Wyse’s office and wrestle him to the ground?” she wondered. “I don’t think that’s much of a plan, little sister.”
I shrugged, then shook my head. “No. But there is one thing you can do, one thing I need your help with.”
“Anything. Tell me what I can do.”
I considered for a moment, but there was no other way. “Send Nix and your boys to bring Thor here before he can do anything stupid. Don’t let him talk to the police or the reporters—or whatever they’re called here. Keep him safe, even if you have to lock him up in the dungeon.”
“Is this for the good of the planet, or your sex life?”
That made me laugh, and it felt good. “Both.”
Trinity tilted her head, her thinking eyes staring at me, glassy, bright. It was like I could literally see the analytical wheels spinning in her head. “I’m with you, but what exactly are you going to do?”
I smiled. “I’m going to introduce myself to the entire planet, and then I’m going to lie to them to protect my mate.”