He sidled up to her as if he hadn’t a care.
“Your friendship with Kane won’t save you,” she told him. “If the king finds out what you’re doing with the queen, and he will, he’ll—”
“Trying to save me, female?” He flashed a perfect, white smile. “How adorable is that? But you’re wasting your time. Your father is nothing more than a fly.”
“Why don’t you challenge him, then?”
“And steal Kane’s moment?”
She rolled her eyes. “Excuses, excuses.”
He shrugged. “By the way, your step momma is a terrible lay. Seriously, I’ve been with dead girls who have more life.”
Okay. Too much information. She covered her ears.
William forced her hands to her sides. “I’m distracting her, and look, it’s working.”
“Well, then, why don’t you distract the princess, too?”
“I only have one Big Willy, and he’s currently on loan to the queen.”
Synda gave a tinkling laugh, and Josephina looked over. The princess was now smashed against Kane, her arms wrapped around his neck. She was tiny and delicate in comparison, peering up at him with expectation of a kiss, and though he was stiff, he wasn’t exactly fighting her off. Josephina’s hands fisted tightly. If he did it, if he allowed his lips to meet the princess’s, she would...she would...oh! There was no action violent enough.
“He’s got a lot of darkness inside him, you know,” William said. “You’re helping, I’ll give you that, but if you can’t stick around until it’s all gone, back off. You’ll both be better off.”
Her shoulders straightened in a snap. “How about you back off? I’m dealing, but that doesn’t mean he can do whatever he wants with whomever he wants anytime he wants.”
“And here I thought you were intelligent. He doesn’t want that girl in any way.”
“I know, he told me, but that doesn’t mean he won’t marry her if he thinks that’s the best course of action.” And if he didn’t? If he chose Josephina, as he’d seemed to do this morning? What then?
The answer was simple: war.
William reached over, plucked an ice-blue rose from the bushes, and tucked the bud behind her ear. “I’m surprised he told you that much. You can’t be mad at him for his plan, though. The only reason he’d ever marry such a shrew would be to save you. Hopefully, though, it won’t come to that.”
Hopefully, he’d said, as if there was a greater chance Kane would have to do it. “Are you trying to help his chances with me or torch them?”
He ignored her, saying, “Listen up, and listen well. What Kane has gone through would have killed most people. He thinks I’m staying with him to keep him away from White, but he’s wrong. I’m trying to help him heal. I can tell you being with him isn’t going to be easy.”
Was he referring to Kane’s time in hell? “I know what he went through,” she said.
William anchored two fingers under her chin and forced her to look up at him. “He told you?”
“Some of it, yes. I also saw him right after it had happened.”
“Surprising. On both counts. He talked, and he let you live with the knowledge.” He shrugged, and said, “Give him time. He’ll figure out the best course of action, it’ll please you, things will smooth out, and you’ll live happily ever after. I’ll be quite disgusted, I’m sure.”
Time? Was he serious? “The ball is tomorrow, and the wedding is the day after that. How much time do you think I should give him?” And how selfish was she, to actually have put Kane in such a position? To marry her horrible sister, just to save her, or to marry her, and live with the ensuing bloodshed?
William smiled, and it wasn’t a nice smile. “Are you planning to run away if things don’t go your way, little fairy? I’d rethink that if I were you. He’ll track you down. He may not punish you when he finds you, but I will. I’ll do things to you you’ve only read about in horror stories. I don’t like to be inconvenienced, and I don’t like to see my friends suffer. Combine the two, and I’m afraid I get a little cranky.”
“Save your threats. I’m not—” A waft of smoke sent her into a coughing fit. She searched the area, and found a raging fire spreading through the flowers.
She heard Kane curse under his breath. “The Phoenix is here,” he threw at William before taking off in a run. Only, he stopped after just a few feet and turned. His narrowed gaze locked on the warrior, who still had his fingers under Josephina’s chin, then he started running again—in the opposite direction, flying straight toward the two of them.
He launched himself at William, shouting, “No one touches her but me!”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
HE HAD TO get himself under control.
Kane had tackled his only ally, just for touching his chosen female, allowing a mortal enemy to escape.
Now, that chosen female was nowhere to be found. She’d run into the palace during his fight with William, and he hadn’t been able to find her since. He was forced to sleep alone—not that he did much sleeping. Without Tink in his bed, he couldn’t relax.
By morning, the palace was a flurry of activity. Servants rushed here and there, cleaning and moving furniture around to accommodate three long buffet tables.
He caught one of those servants by the arm, stopping her. “Where’s Josephina?”
The female grinned up at him, delighted by his attention. “I last saw her in the kitchen, Lord Kane. I’ll fetch her, if you like. I’ll do anything you ask.” She stepped closer to him. “Anything.”
Mine,Disaster said.
“Thanks, but I’ll fetch her myself.” He stalked to the kitchen—and missed her by less than a handful of seconds.
He picked up a bowl, his grip so tight the crystal instantly shattered. He didn’t want Tink working. He wanted her out of harm’s way. He wanted to kiss her and finish what they’d started yesterday morning. Then, when his body was calm—finally, blissfully satiated—he could figure out his next move.
He left the kitchen and ran into Synda. “Lord Kane!”
Mine,Disaster shouted.
Her smile of greeting slowly faded. “Tell me you’re not wearing those hideous clothes to the ball.”
He was wearing the clothes he’d come here in, but they were clean. “Will you cancel if I do?”
She patted his cheek, and he stepped out of reach. “You’re so cute when you expect the worst, but you’re even cuter in the proper attire, so make sure you change, or I’ll be very unhappy.” With that, she skipped away.
Whatever. With Tink avoiding him, he might as well try to take care of her Phoenix problem. He slipped out of the palace and into the forest, pleased to find Petra had left tracks today. Ridiculously obvious tracks, he realized with a frown. Did she wantto be captured?
Yeah, he thought a moment later. She did.
A long time ago, he’d done something similar. He’d planted tracks, allowing his enemy to find him and escort him into their camp. Once there, he’d rained absolute and total destruction.
“—will suffer for what your people have done,” a male voice said.
Kane pushed through a veil of bushes and found four Fae soldiers pinning Petra to the ground and tying her hands behind her back. She was struggling, but her efforts were puny at best.
“Let her go, and stand back,” Kane commanded, pulling the gun he hadn’t given back to William and aiming at her head.
All eyes whipped to him.
The men frowned. Petra cursed.
“But Lord Kane, the other Phoenix have fled. When they return we can use this girl to threaten them,” the shortest exclaimed.
Kane bared his teeth in a scowl. “I said, let her go.”
The four instantly stepped away from her. She popped to her feet, and the rope they’d used fell away, the ends singed.
“You always ruin everything!” she screeched with a stomp of her foot.
Mine,Disaster purred.
Shut it!
“Let’s have this out,” Kane said. “Me and you. Winner gets the girl.”