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“I told you,” Thorne said His voice always sounded like he’d roughed it up with sorade sandpaper “I sent hiain, what the hell is with you?”
Kerrick scowled “Shit” The rest of the warriors had received their assignht for a warrior—anything could happen and usually did “I’ve got this uneasy sense that all hell is about to break loose And it isn’t even a full moon” Kerrick tapped the bar once more Sa close “That will be Endelle”
“What will be Endelle?” Thorne’s phone buzzed He flipped Kerrick off then slashed the small flat card to his ear “Give” He nodded and let loose a bunch of yes, ma’ams for the next minute
Kerrick shifted hips and torso, his gaze locked on Thorne The brother’s hazel eyes were red-ri—too much Ketel One and no reason to put the bottle down Thorne kept his fingers around the tulass He was Endelle’s numero uno, and Endelle answered to no one She headed theforce in their world, and the warriors were hers to coo off
Kerrick drew in another deep breath His gaze drifted to the dance floor A wicked beat had the ladies gyrating and the s pierced necks, which forced Kerrick to take another deep breath He should get out there and get so inside a wo would the buzz last? These days, not even two minutes, so as the point?
Besides, what he needed wasn’t swinging her hips on a dance floor and what he needed he’d vowed never to take again What he needed was a scent meant only for hies of his heart And even if he found her, he was bound, hands together, ankles lashed, uilt So … shit
He slung back the Maker’s and tapped the bar again Sam was once more at his elbow
“Yes, ht his attention He looked up at Kerrick but kept speaking into the phone “Sure you don’t want someone else? That particular warrior needs soht” He drew the phone away fro; the words were the same set he used when he was just a little pissed off He smiled and sipped Endelle had lost her subtlety a few o
Endelle Bitch-on-wheels, yet he’d die for her She hat kept their world fro beneath the enemy’s boot and Kerrick served her, they all did The Warriors of the Blood loved her, hated her, goddamn respected her
“Yes, ma’am” Thorne’s head bobbed, and more yessums followed Finally he thumbed his phone and replaced it in an upper slit of his black leather kilt He wore battle gear and would soon head out like the rest of thenment”
“Now, that’s what I’er in the other Battling always helped, always took soht, ready for action Thorne just looked at him
“What?” Kerrick snapped
“It ht be a woman”
Kerrick shook his head “She wants me to protect a mortal female? What the fk? You know the vow I took and so does Endelle I don’t guard females”
Thorne
“Shit” Kerrick dug in his heels, lowered his chin He split his resonance “Not gonna do it” He’d taken a vow and the hell he’d overturn it just because Her Supremeness willed it so