Seducing Destiny(138)
“You’re not Fae,” he said but it wasn’t directed as a question. “That body is new, but that soul isn’t. Goddess?” he asked, and this time it was for me.
“Would it change your mind in helping us?” I asked as I lifted one brow in question.
“I like to know what the fuck I’m walking into. I am never behind my enemies, always ten steps ahead,” he said smoothly, his eyes watching me with keen knowledge. He was in full control and he knew it.
I refused to answer him, because when it came down to it, we were going in blind for the most part. “We won’t lose,” I said after a moment had past. “We go in and we do it as diplomatically as we can. If they refuse to do the same, we handle it. That’s all I can tell you, but remember this. I don’t want a war with the Humans. I used to be one.”
He smirked, and I felt my skin as gooseflesh rose on it. “Fine, we can play it your way,” he said as he turned and started to leave the club with his men.
I felt the tension before I knew what it was. Elijah, Silas, and some of their men walked in, and instantly, he and Lucian were eye-fucking each other. I was willing to bet they knew each other, and in everything I’d ever read, Demons and Angels didn’t get along. Of course, rumors went along the lines of another breed of Demons that were in fact Fallen Angels.
“Lucian,” Elijah growled and shook his head.
“Angel, I see you lost your wings. Momma get mad at you and take them back?” One of Lucian’s men taunted.
“I lost them a long time ago, when I started killing your kind for fun,” Elijah snapped and then turned his back on them.
“Pretty girl,” Vlad crooned, pulling my attention away from the men and the pissing contest. “Don’t fuck with Lucian; we want him on our side.”
“You think I care? I have Ryder and I’d bet the bank on him any day of the week. We have almost two hundred of the meanest warriors watching our backs. We could have handled this without you calling in a favor. And how the hell did he hear our conversation?” I asked Ryder.
“It’s Lucian,” Vlad answered. “I don’t question how he does shit; I only know that when I want bad shit done, he is the person I think of. You want someone to disappear? He is the person you call to get the job done.”
“I don’t want anyone to disappear,” I said with a wrinkled brow. “You basically called in the Devil. Should I be worried?” I asked as I took a sip of the forgotten glass of wine he’d poured earlier.
“Only if he takes interest in you; other than that, I wouldn’t. He is a lot like Ryder, but where Ryder wants to fix things; Lucian seeks to destroy and doesn’t give a fuck about anything. He’s a good person to have on your side. Not an ideal one to have against you. I sure as hell don’t want him as an enemy,” Vlad said as he refilled his own glass and downed it in a single swallow. “Now, let’s go kick the Guild in the balls, and then I’ll make you a real drink.”
“We got a problem,” Adrian interrupted as he walked in and turned on the news. “They’re going to execute some of the Fae they’ve captured, the ones who supposedly killed Humans.”
“Are they guilty?” I asked as I stared at the seductive faces on the flat screen TV that Vlad had muted.
“As far as I can tell, they’re Light Fae. They’ve been the worst of the offenders we’ve encountered lately,” Vlad said as he poured more drinks for Adrian and his crew that had just returned. The substance was thick, crimson and smelled coppery. Eww. “Those who were faithful to their King and Queen followed them here. Tatiana basically declared open season on the Human race. I think she’s trying to start this war singlehandedly. I expected something like this from Dresden. He, however, has seems to have gone missing. In his absence, Tatiana is using her male admirers as pawns.”