A Mate for York(59)

“Hold on just a damned minute.” He growled, standing right next to them. “I haven’t given permission for the two of you to be together. You are still officially a part of the program.” His hard gaze bore into York.

He didn’t give a fuck what Brant said, or what Brant wanted. His king could go fly a kite right off of a tall cliff for all he cared. He and Cassidy were going to be together. York had meant what he said about leaving if he had to.

Brant cursed. “You are, unfortunately, right about love not damn well conforming to rules.” He shook his head. “Even when those rules are for the best. The thing is, I do understand…I really do. I’ve become such a fucking wimp since Sam was born…hell…since Tanya came into my life.” His whole demeanor softened. His eyes radiated love.

It was the strangest thing York had ever seen. The male standing in front of him right now was not his king. It was like aliens had invaded Brant’s body. York held his breath. Cassidy’s focus was solidly on Brant as well. She too seemed to be holding her breath.

“I’m probably going to regret this, but I hereby expel you from the program.” Brant looked pointedly at York. “Your female is welcome to join the coven.”

York was about to fist punch the air when Brant carried on talking, making him suck back a breath into his lungs.

His king turned to face Cassidy. “You do realize that when a vampire mates, that it is for life? There is no going back…no divorce…no fucking around with other males. We are not humans and you need to be very sure that this is what you want. If you mate one of ours, you will become one of us, governed by our lores and a part of our ways. Do not take this decision lightly.”

“I’m sure.” Cassidy shrieked. She threw herself into Brant’s arms. “Thank you so much. You won’t regret this.”

Oh shit!

Cassidy was so excited that she was hugging Brant. Hugging the meanest motherfucker ever to walk the earth. Blood had been shed, in the past, over less. At first, his king just stood there like a statue. Then he shook his head and actually smiled. Brant smiled. It was a small miracle. He put one hand lightly to Cassidy’s back and sort of hugged her back.

York had to chuckle. Everything was coming together…Then Brant’s face took on a confused look and a frown appeared on his forehead. “What is the meaning of this?” he growled.

Cassidy jumped back, making a soft gasping noise. York pulled her behind him, putting himself between his female and his king. He couldn’t help it when his hands squeezed into tight fists.

“Why the fuck would you lie?” Brant snarled. “What purpose could it possibly serve?”

“My lord?” York didn’t know what his king was referring to.

“This female is not infertile.” Brant’s eyes were narrowed and his fists clenched.

It was York’s turn to frown. He glanced over his shoulder at Cassidy who looked just as shocked and confused as what he felt.

“Scent her.” Brant growled, gesturing in Cassidy’s direction. “If she’s infertile then I have a tiny dick.” He made a snorting noise.

York turned, yanking Cassidy into his arms. She gasped but didn’t try and pull away when he buried his nose into her neck. He sniffed deeply.

Fuck!

York made a growling noise. His cock instantly hardened and his heart rate picked up. Adrenaline surged. His first reaction was to throw his female over his shoulder and to find the nearest quiet spot in order to completely ravage her. He resisted…only just. “That smells so damned good.” His voice sounded thick to his own ears.

“What does?” Cassidy pushed at his chest. “What’s going on?” She licked her lips, her beautiful eyes were wide and a little fearful.

“Um…Cass…” York grinned. “Would you like to get pregnant?” Excitement coursed through him.

Confusion and pain warred with her delicate features. Her eyes clouded and a deep frown took up residence on her face. “Don’t say that. I would love to have a child but I told you that I can’t…I don’t ovulate. Even the strongest fertility drugs didn’t work. Please, York, don’t say things like that, it isn’t fair.” Her lip wobbled.

Brant chuckled. “All I can say is that we have the most potent fucking seed.”

York ignored his king and cupped Cassidy’s chin. “I would never do such a thing. You are at the start of your heat. I couldn’t pick it up earlier and it is barely there now, but it’s happening…” He couldn’t help but to smile.

Her confused expression became even more pronounced. “I don’t know what you are talking about. What the hell is heat? It’s really hot outside but I don’t know what that has to do with me or babies.”