concerned him.
“Please tell Einan what’s happened,” Cornelius requested, wrapping his arms around his chest. He was gonna miss his mate. Maybe, just maybe, Einan would forgive him leaving and come for him. That thought heartened him a bit. These past days had been the best ever in his life.
“I’m not letting you go alone, Cornelius,” Vane stated gruffly.
Cornelius’s brows shot up. “Huh?”
“I’m coming with you, or rather, taking you. I’ll fly you there. It’ll only take a couple of hours. Your herd’s new stomping grounds are close.”
“They are?” Why hadn’t his sister told him?
As if reading his mind, or hell, maybe he’d spoken out loud again, Vane explained, “Everyone in your herd was ordered to secrecy about their change of location. It’s on a need to know basis.”
“Then how’d you find out?” Cornelius asked, following along behind the huge gargoyle as he led out of the room.
Vane smirked. “Obviously, I needed to know.”
“Obviously,” Cornelius mumbled. Another thought struck. “Wait!” He just resisted the urge to grab Vane’s wrist again, especially when the gargoyle didn’t even slow down as they moved down the hallway. “Wait, he said to come alone.”
Snorting, Vane shook his head. “I don’t follow orders from him. And you don’t either,” he snapped, frowning over his shoulder at him.
Once more, the odd light filled Vane’s eyes. It made Cornelius feel like his current companion was a few fries short of a happy meal. Still, if he couldn’t have Einan by his side, or Gus, this gargoyle seemed to be able to take care of himself.
“Oh, shit, Gus!”
“What about him?”
“I’m supposed to meet him and Tible for dinner.”
“Better call them and tell them you can’t come.”
“What should I say?” He’d never been a good liar, and Gus would know straight away.
“That you can’t come.”
Cornelius paused at that, then rushed to catch up with Vane. The gargoyle’s long strides ate up the ground, making him rush. Shrugging, Cornelius hit two on speed dial. By the time Gus greeted him— Hey, you runnin’ late, buddy? —he was nearly out of breath trying to keep up with him.
“I can’t make it,” he puffed.
Gus laughed. “Einan get home early?” he teased.
He was saved from having to answer by Vane opening a door. He squeaked and hopped out of the way before it hit him in the nose. “Gotta go,” he said and disconnected upon Gus’s laughter.
Cornelius really wished he were actually being ravished by his mate instead of rushing off to face his ex, but if he’d told Gus, his friend would want to help. And there was no way he’d pull his buddy away from Tible and their egg now. It was due to hatch any day.
As Cornelius watched, Vane leaned through the open doorway and handed a small envelope to Raymond. “Don’t open it and give it to Einan as soon as he arrives,” he ordered gruffly.
From the clearly intimidated expression on Raymond’s face, Cornelius figured he was in decent hands.
Chapter Ten
Einan weaved the SUV through traffic. Seeing the red light ahead, he groaned and slammed on the brakes. He tapped his thumb restlessly on his trouser-clad thigh. The material moved easily with him, but still in his frustrated state, he wished he could rip it from his body and shift to his gargoyle form.
“Fucking change already,” he growled. “I’m late enough as it is.”
As if heeding his words, the light flipped to green. Einan stomped on the accelerator, causing the vehicle to shoot forward. It took another five minutes for him to reach the restaurant. He tossed his keys to the valet, snatched the ticket, and rushed inside.
Having never been inside a restaurant of this caliber, Einan paused a couple seconds to get his bearings…and for his eyes to adjust to the dim mood lighting. His expression must have been one of confusion or something, for a human behind a podium stepped from behind the stand and
“Please tell Einan what’s happened,” Cornelius requested, wrapping his arms around his chest. He was gonna miss his mate. Maybe, just maybe, Einan would forgive him leaving and come for him. That thought heartened him a bit. These past days had been the best ever in his life.
“I’m not letting you go alone, Cornelius,” Vane stated gruffly.
Cornelius’s brows shot up. “Huh?”
“I’m coming with you, or rather, taking you. I’ll fly you there. It’ll only take a couple of hours. Your herd’s new stomping grounds are close.”
“They are?” Why hadn’t his sister told him?
As if reading his mind, or hell, maybe he’d spoken out loud again, Vane explained, “Everyone in your herd was ordered to secrecy about their change of location. It’s on a need to know basis.”
“Then how’d you find out?” Cornelius asked, following along behind the huge gargoyle as he led out of the room.
Vane smirked. “Obviously, I needed to know.”
“Obviously,” Cornelius mumbled. Another thought struck. “Wait!” He just resisted the urge to grab Vane’s wrist again, especially when the gargoyle didn’t even slow down as they moved down the hallway. “Wait, he said to come alone.”
Snorting, Vane shook his head. “I don’t follow orders from him. And you don’t either,” he snapped, frowning over his shoulder at him.
Once more, the odd light filled Vane’s eyes. It made Cornelius feel like his current companion was a few fries short of a happy meal. Still, if he couldn’t have Einan by his side, or Gus, this gargoyle seemed to be able to take care of himself.
“Oh, shit, Gus!”
“What about him?”
“I’m supposed to meet him and Tible for dinner.”
“Better call them and tell them you can’t come.”
“What should I say?” He’d never been a good liar, and Gus would know straight away.
“That you can’t come.”
Cornelius paused at that, then rushed to catch up with Vane. The gargoyle’s long strides ate up the ground, making him rush. Shrugging, Cornelius hit two on speed dial. By the time Gus greeted him— Hey, you runnin’ late, buddy? —he was nearly out of breath trying to keep up with him.
“I can’t make it,” he puffed.
Gus laughed. “Einan get home early?” he teased.
He was saved from having to answer by Vane opening a door. He squeaked and hopped out of the way before it hit him in the nose. “Gotta go,” he said and disconnected upon Gus’s laughter.
Cornelius really wished he were actually being ravished by his mate instead of rushing off to face his ex, but if he’d told Gus, his friend would want to help. And there was no way he’d pull his buddy away from Tible and their egg now. It was due to hatch any day.
As Cornelius watched, Vane leaned through the open doorway and handed a small envelope to Raymond. “Don’t open it and give it to Einan as soon as he arrives,” he ordered gruffly.
From the clearly intimidated expression on Raymond’s face, Cornelius figured he was in decent hands.
Chapter Ten
Einan weaved the SUV through traffic. Seeing the red light ahead, he groaned and slammed on the brakes. He tapped his thumb restlessly on his trouser-clad thigh. The material moved easily with him, but still in his frustrated state, he wished he could rip it from his body and shift to his gargoyle form.
“Fucking change already,” he growled. “I’m late enough as it is.”
As if heeding his words, the light flipped to green. Einan stomped on the accelerator, causing the vehicle to shoot forward. It took another five minutes for him to reach the restaurant. He tossed his keys to the valet, snatched the ticket, and rushed inside.
Having never been inside a restaurant of this caliber, Einan paused a couple seconds to get his bearings…and for his eyes to adjust to the dim mood lighting. His expression must have been one of confusion or something, for a human behind a podium stepped from behind the stand and
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