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I didn’t like that thought. I liked to do everything myself.

“I’m the ruler until Mom gets back, but I can’t do everything. Not even close. The guards won’t allow it and it’s not as if I can just go to the grocery store and snoop around. Everyone knows who I am. I’m a target.”

“Obviously,” Faith added. “So am I.”

Trinity held my gaze, perhaps trying to make sure her words were sinking in to my thick skull. “We have to let the guards do their jobs. I hate it, Des, but we’re targets. Famous. Everyone knows what we look like.”

“Not me, they don’t.” And no. My skull bones were functioning at optimal levels.

“But you have Ardor. How long can you hold out this time? A day? Two? You need to take care of yourself and let Leo and the other warriors do their jobs. They want to protect us, and find Mom.”

“I don’t want to wait,” I replied. “I can find her. No one knows I’m here. No one but you guys and Cleric Amandine know I’m a princess. And now that I’ve got her on my side, she can help us.”

“Help you what?” Faith asked.

“Break into the Optimus Unit and storm the hallways like a berserker?” Trinity always thought she was so damn funny.

“Not funny.”

Faith touched my hand. “Nix won’t let you go, Des. I saw him. He’s in way too deep with you.”

“Exactly. You think he’s going to let you run off again?” Trinity glanced at a clock on the wall. “I’m surprised he hasn’t burst in here by now to take you away.”

As if Trinity were a prophet, not a princess, the door was kicked open and I jumped to my feet, ready to fight. But it was Faith who, in the blink of an eye, leapt over the back of the couch and crouched, arms raised.

What the hell? When had she turned from a soft, passive kitten into a ninja?

There, in the doorway, was Nix. Cheeks flushed, cock thick and tenting his uniform pants.

“Jesus, Faith. I thought you hated those classes I dragged you to.”

Faith relaxed as Nix stormed over to me. There was no other word for it.

“Sixty minutes, mate. I allowed you your time with your sisters, but that is all I can stand. Your Ardor needs soothing.”

Oh, he just knew how to push my buttons. “My Ardor needs soothing? Don’t you mean your Awakening? That huge cock is practically busting out of your pants.”

He grinned then. Unabashedly. “You noticed that my cock is hard. Just for you, mate. It is proudly weeping pre-cum in eagerness for your pussy.”

I flushed hotly. “Jesus, Nix,” I choked out. Faith and Trinity giggled behind me.

“You need a good hard fuck—and a spanking for your sass—and I’m going to give you both.”

I stared into his eyes, those impenetrable, dark as sin eyes, and knew I wasn’t going to say no. Not now. Maybe not ever. Not to him.

Leo, my inconvenient brother-in-law, chose that moment to knock on the door like a gentleman.

Why did I get the caveman?

“Trinity? We’ve got a message here for Destiny.”

“What is it?” I turned away from the walking sex god in front of me and made my way to the door. I grabbed the envelope and grinned when I saw the unbroken seal on the back. I recognized that stamp.

“Who’s it from?” Trinity asked.

“Elder Cleric Amandine.” I tore open the paper, Nix leaning over my shoulder. I tried to resist, but his heat was too damn close, and my body was too needy. I leaned backward, pressing myself to him as I pulled the handwritten note free and unfolded the crisp linen paper.

Nix wrapped his arm around me, and I sighed in pleasure before I could stop myself.


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