He could fight beside me, with my sisters, but not without me. And he obviously needed a little help getting that fact through his thick skull. Which
was why he was tied to the bed—to think about the errors of his ways—and Trinity and Faith had stunned Leo and Thor and locked them inside the armory back at the palace. They left a guard with orders to set them free an hour after we left, if the stun had worn off by then. Which meant our three sexy mates would arrive any minute now. No doubt furious. Furious, but here. We could use them, and their expertise, but they’d needed to learn. We wouldn’t be subdued. Or outmaneuvered.
The thought made me smile.
“Lady Tabitha.”
“Wow, really evil.”
Faith went back to scribbling and I checked the time. Again.
Served Nix, Thor and Leo right if they were livid, stubborn cavemen. All three of them. “Our mates should be here any minute.”
Faith snorted. Trinity cursed. Captain Turaya chuckled with a bit too much glee. “I tried to warn them.”
“I know you did, which is the only reason you’re standing here next to us and not locked in the vault with your son.” I’d overheard him argue on our behalf, tell our stubborn mates they were making a mistake. He’d been wrong about one thing, though. I was not going to torment myself with abstinence to punish Nix. Oh, no. I would fuck his brains out, take him hot and raw and dirty, and then he’d get the cold shoulder until he apologized. Over and over. Maybe on his knees.
Maybe with his mouth on my pussy. That idea sounded damn appealing right now.
Which was shocking, considering I’d just finished my Ardor.
I didn’t smell like him anymore, and that was oddly disappointing.
“Jesus, I have it bad,” I muttered to myself.
Faith snorted again, not looking up from her notepad. “We all do. They’re fucking irresistible.”
“Did you just drop an F-bomb, twin?” I asked.
“When it comes to our mates, I’m sure it won’t be the last.” Trinity’s dry response made me laugh.
“Captain Yanlon.”
“He’s neutral. He’s probably just playing the odds.”
“Then he dies,” I said.
“You are a bloodthirsty bitch, aren’t you?” Faith asked.
“When it comes to someone hurting Mom, or trying to kill my sisters, then yes. I am.”
“Agreed. He dies.” Trinity’s voice had gone cold, the voice of a queen authorizing execution. When it came to our family, none of us were feeling particularly forgiving. Thank god. I did not want to have to argue with my sisters. Stressing about my impending confrontation with Nix was already setting an entire hive of bees loose in my gut.
“I can’t do anything from up here just watching. It’s like watching the red carpet at the Oscars. I’m going in,” I said.
“No! That wasn’t the plan,” Faith said.
True. But things had changed. “There weren’t supposed to be any good guys in that meeting either. We need to know what they’re saying. I can crouch outside a window, or on the roof, and hear every word.”
“Seriously? Your hearing is that good?” Faith asked.
“This spot is too far away, but I’m a regular vampire now.”
“Fine. Go but stay out of sight,” Trinity said. “We’ll comm you if there are any more good guys down there.”
“Sounds good.” I’d listen for her, but I had a feeling whoever this Morson guy was, he was flying solo. Suicidal, if you asked me. Which, obviously, not one male on this entire fucking planet would do. Neanderthals. All of them.
“Find out what you can,” Trinity said. “I don’t want to take down anyone who might be on our side.”