That female drove me insane with need. . .
Ethan relaxed in his chair, trying to restore some semblance of order in his muddled mind. The effect she had on him was utterly devastating. One whiff of her scent and he was in a state of arousal.
Christ.
Even at a crucial time like this, his dick insisted on doing all the thinking. Lunar Manor was under attack and all he could think of was how luscious his new wife was. His cousin didn’t even wait for the party to be over before his true malice was uncovered. Or perhaps Cain didn’t think that Sookie could keep his secret for long. One hour after he decided to lay down next his new bride, Graystone woke him up with the news that the Lunar Manor’s security was compromised. Half of the guests had already left. And those who stayed faced an ambush assault from Cain’s men and sympathizers.
Cain has guessed that his preemptive attack would catch him unaware. But Ethan had readied his men long before that. Actually, he had been ready since Graystone retrieved him from the airplane wreckage. Half of his men were in battle-ready condition during the celebration and the rest were on call for reinforcement. Ethan didn’t put his whole force in Lunar Manor to give the illusion that he wasn’t aware of what was going on. He wasn’t sure which house would conspire with his cousin to topple his rule but now he knew. Out of the thirteen houses under his command, three of them, all of which happened to be the biggest packs with large followers, decided to revolt. House Macari that ruled the North, House Lubbock from the South, and House Barat that commanded werewolves in the East had shown him their true colors. He didn’t know what Cain had promised them but such disloyalty must be awarded accordingly. He had left Graystone with instructions to crush the renegades. He then would personally deal with Cain and the pack leaders of those three houses.
But first, he would deal with Sookie.
When he heard that she finally finished with her shower, he got up and waited for her in the bedroom. He lounged on a loveseat in front of the fireplace.
Sookie came out from the shower wrapped in a terry cloth robe and nothing else. The clothes that she picked from the wardrobe were left out on the bed.
Perfect.
Just perfect.
She looked surprised when she saw him in the bedroom. Why you little minx! You didn’t think I would let you off that easily, did you? From where he was sitting, he could smell the soap and shampoo she was using and beneath those her unique scent that drove him wild. Her hair was damp but she looked livelier than before. No trace of drunkenness lingered.
Fuck. Seeing her like that made his cock even harder.
“Nice shower?” he asked.
Her eyes widened and she instinctively nodded.
“Good. Now come here,” he beckoned her with his fingers.
She looked hesitant at first but then she obeyed him like a good girl.
“Sit on my lap,” he patted his thigh.
Without a word, she did what he asked.
“Aren’t you tired?” she inquired.
“Tired? Not at all. Especially when I want to get to know my wife.”
She flinched a little on the words “my wife.” Ethan expertly concealed his amusement. She surely didn’t think that he’d let her go without appropriate punishment, did she? Before this night ended, he’d make her spill all her devious little secrets. He then would fuck her brains out until she couldn’t remember her own name. After all, she was his woman.
She is my true mate, damn it.
“I need to ask you something…” Sookie said.
“Hmm?”
“Did something happen in the Manor? I don’t understand why we must leave in the middle of the night. I thought…” she faltered.
“You thought what?”
She looked uncomfortable. “Are we running from someone?”
“What makes you think we’re running from someone?”
She narrowed her eyes, clearly annoyed. “Why can’t you give me a strai
ght answer?”