was something in her tone that sent warning bells tolling in Henry’s mind.
Rhi took his arm and walked him through the doorway into the tunnel. There she stopped and faced him. “I’d like to talk later. Right now, let me do this.”
Talk. That wasn’t what he wanted to do at all. Kissing. Now that’s what he’d been dreaming about—when he actually slept.
“Henry, you look like hell. Get some rest and eat. You’ll feel better,” Rhi said, giving him a little push.
He took one step before he halted, a conversation with Con filling his mind. “I don’t think it’d be wise for you to interrogate her alone.”
“Because Con doesn’t trust me?” she asked with a smile. “Way ahead of you, sweet cheeks.”
No sooner were the words out of her mouth than Rhys turned the corner and walked toward them.
“Rhi,” Rhys said and held out his arms.
The Light Fae threw her arms around his neck. Henry watched the embrace, hating the jealousy that soured him to the point he wanted to physically harm Rhys.
Rhi stepped out of Rhys’s arms and turned to Henry. “See? It’s all good.”
“Henry,” Rhys said in a tight voice.
He nodded to the King of the Yellows, noting that the smile was gone from Rhys’s face.
“All right then,” Rhi said as she widened her eyes and rubbed her hands together. “It’s time we got some good intel.”
Rhys waited until Rhi was in the cavern with Esther before he took a step closer to Henry. “Your sister willna be harmed.”
“I know. I wanted to be the one that she spoke with. I thought she might share with me.”
Rhys looked inside the cavern. “You’re a good man, Henry. You’ve done amazing things to help us.”
“Why do I get the feeling there’s a ‘but’ coming?”
“Because there is. You’re going to find a woman to love you.”
Henry felt the fury rumble through him. “I already have.”
“She’s Fae. There can no’ be a relationship. With only one kiss you can no’ see anyone but her. If you take her to your bed, you’ll never be able to have sex with anyone else.”
“I don’t want anyone else.”
“Dammit man,” Rhys said as he moved closer, his voice no more than a whisper. “If she has sex with you more than once, it’ll begin to kill you. Can you no’ understand that?”
Henry had never wanted anything like he wanted Rhi. “I’d gladly die to be in her arms once.”
Rhys raked a hand through his long, wavy, dark hair. “You willna see reason.”
“There’s nothing to see.” Soon they would understand that. He and Rhi belonged together. They were perfect.
And she wanted him. She’d declared that when she kissed him. The Kings were just envious because she was finally getting over the jackass King who’d allowed her to get away.
Now that Rhi had him, she didn’t need a Dragon King. That made Henry smile. He would be all she ever needed, just as she was all he’d ever wanted.
Henry turned on his heel. It didn’t even faze him that Guy was standing behind him. Henry rammed his shoulder into Guy’s as he passed.
Yes, very soon Rhi was going to be his.
Chapter Twenty-five
“We’ve got a problem,” Rhys whispered in her ear.
Rhi blew out a long breath as she felt her watcher move from her side to the corner. She’d hoped the Kings would be able to talk some sense into Henry, but the human was in love with her.
Except it wasn’t real love. It was an imitation of the real thing, something a Fae forged within a mortal because the humans had no defense.
“I know. I’m going to talk to him,” she said.
Rhys gave her a look that said it was going to take much more than talk with Henry.
Esther chose that moment to clear her throat. Rhi faced the human and studied the straight back, impassive face, and confidence of Esther North. If the mortal thought she knew what was going on, Rhi was about to blow her mind.
“Oh. Are you ready?” Rhi asked in a sickly sweet voice, a smile on her face.
Esther’s smug
Rhi took his arm and walked him through the doorway into the tunnel. There she stopped and faced him. “I’d like to talk later. Right now, let me do this.”
Talk. That wasn’t what he wanted to do at all. Kissing. Now that’s what he’d been dreaming about—when he actually slept.
“Henry, you look like hell. Get some rest and eat. You’ll feel better,” Rhi said, giving him a little push.
He took one step before he halted, a conversation with Con filling his mind. “I don’t think it’d be wise for you to interrogate her alone.”
“Because Con doesn’t trust me?” she asked with a smile. “Way ahead of you, sweet cheeks.”
No sooner were the words out of her mouth than Rhys turned the corner and walked toward them.
“Rhi,” Rhys said and held out his arms.
The Light Fae threw her arms around his neck. Henry watched the embrace, hating the jealousy that soured him to the point he wanted to physically harm Rhys.
Rhi stepped out of Rhys’s arms and turned to Henry. “See? It’s all good.”
“Henry,” Rhys said in a tight voice.
He nodded to the King of the Yellows, noting that the smile was gone from Rhys’s face.
“All right then,” Rhi said as she widened her eyes and rubbed her hands together. “It’s time we got some good intel.”
Rhys waited until Rhi was in the cavern with Esther before he took a step closer to Henry. “Your sister willna be harmed.”
“I know. I wanted to be the one that she spoke with. I thought she might share with me.”
Rhys looked inside the cavern. “You’re a good man, Henry. You’ve done amazing things to help us.”
“Why do I get the feeling there’s a ‘but’ coming?”
“Because there is. You’re going to find a woman to love you.”
Henry felt the fury rumble through him. “I already have.”
“She’s Fae. There can no’ be a relationship. With only one kiss you can no’ see anyone but her. If you take her to your bed, you’ll never be able to have sex with anyone else.”
“I don’t want anyone else.”
“Dammit man,” Rhys said as he moved closer, his voice no more than a whisper. “If she has sex with you more than once, it’ll begin to kill you. Can you no’ understand that?”
Henry had never wanted anything like he wanted Rhi. “I’d gladly die to be in her arms once.”
Rhys raked a hand through his long, wavy, dark hair. “You willna see reason.”
“There’s nothing to see.” Soon they would understand that. He and Rhi belonged together. They were perfect.
And she wanted him. She’d declared that when she kissed him. The Kings were just envious because she was finally getting over the jackass King who’d allowed her to get away.
Now that Rhi had him, she didn’t need a Dragon King. That made Henry smile. He would be all she ever needed, just as she was all he’d ever wanted.
Henry turned on his heel. It didn’t even faze him that Guy was standing behind him. Henry rammed his shoulder into Guy’s as he passed.
Yes, very soon Rhi was going to be his.
Chapter Twenty-five
“We’ve got a problem,” Rhys whispered in her ear.
Rhi blew out a long breath as she felt her watcher move from her side to the corner. She’d hoped the Kings would be able to talk some sense into Henry, but the human was in love with her.
Except it wasn’t real love. It was an imitation of the real thing, something a Fae forged within a mortal because the humans had no defense.
“I know. I’m going to talk to him,” she said.
Rhys gave her a look that said it was going to take much more than talk with Henry.
Esther chose that moment to clear her throat. Rhi faced the human and studied the straight back, impassive face, and confidence of Esther North. If the mortal thought she knew what was going on, Rhi was about to blow her mind.
“Oh. Are you ready?” Rhi asked in a sickly sweet voice, a smile on her face.
Esther’s smug
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