I had to get a grip. I was sending all the wrong signals. Weak-willed. Needy. Sex-starved… well, technically, that part was actually true.
“Destiny?” Nix’s deep rumble forced me to focus on the note and not on him.
“She knows where the meeting is going to be.”
“What meeting?” Leo asked.
I looked up and let the fury pour out of my eyes. “The secret meeting of traitors. I’m quite sure they’ll be discussing the fate of our mother.”
“When?” Nix asked.
“Three days.”
He sighed and took the note from my hand. I would have protested, but he handed it to Trinity and she smiled.
Nix leaned down and whispered in my ear. “Three days. Let’s go, mate. That pussy is mine for at least two of them.”
He picked me up and cradled me in his arms, leaving the others gawking. The only sound I heard behind us was laughter.