Page 38 of The Demigod Complex
Damn their luck. “Why not?”
Tala glared at Marrok. “Because someone was too busy trying to protect a woman who didn’t need protecting.”
Marrok said nothing. His jaw working wasn’t a good sign, though.
“So…what next?” Leia asked.
Castor made a split decision. “We call Delilah.”
“Good idea,” Leia agreed. “She takes care of all manner of supernatural issues. I’m sure she’ll have an idea. And I’m sure she could arrange additional protection for the nymphs here, in case he comes back.”
“I think you’re right,” Tala said. “She’s a resource we can use.” She turned to Marrok. “We might want to make a call to the Alliance before we have dragon shifters involved.”
Her new mate nodded. “Agreed.”
“In the meantime, let’s tie this mage up and gag him. Calli?”
The nymph glowered at the unconscious man on the ground. “We’ll hold him here until you come for him. Arrange protection for Leia, as well.”
“Why?”
“He’s hated her for a long time.”
Marrok’s eyebrows winged high. “He didn’t come for the mating ceremony?”
Leia shrugged. “Who knows? Maybe he doesn’t like the idea of two alphas mating. It’d give your packs too much combined power. He’s not a rational man.”
Guilt weighed heavily on Castor’s shoulders. He had put Leia in this position. He’d brought Kaios’s wrath down upon her by bringing her here with him and getting her mixed up in this. If he’d left her in Austin, none of this would have happened.
“I think he’d already found me,” Leia said.
Castor snapped his gaze to her. “What?”
She gave him a look he couldn’t interpret. Regret maybe? “I don’t have proof, but I think someone broke into my apartment. Twice. In the last month. I was…going to resign.”
That’s why she was going to resign. “I saw the letter.”
She blinked. “You did?”
He nodded. “And now that I know the reason for it, like hell I’m letting you go.”
Leia opened her mouth only to close it. “Let’s talk about it later. We should go.”
Regardless of how they’d gotten in this situation, he’d be damned if that werewolf got anywhere near her this time. Castor waited while Leia gave her sister a hug and whispered something in her ear. Something that sounded like, “I’m so sorry.”
He hated that she felt she had to apologize. If her sisters had supported her to begin with, Kaios wouldn’t have been the threat he was. Biting down on harsh words, he placed his hand at the small of her back—he needed to touch her, reassure himself she’d come through this okay—and walked back to their cars with her, Marrok, and Tala.
“You’re soaked.” Leia made the observation when they were about halfway back to the hotel.
He grinned. “I’ll tell anyone who bothers to ask that you dunked me in a river.”
She chuckled. “I guess it has an element of truth. Why did I do that?”
“Because I needed a cold shower?”
That surprised a laugh out of her. The husky timbre of it went straight to his groin. How he could be turned on after what they’d just dealt with, he had no idea. She drove him to reactions that weren’t normal. “It won’t be far from the truth.”
She turned wide eyes on him, then glanced at his lap. Her lips parted in an adorableOof realization. “But it was only supposed to be one night.”
