“You both are. Again. I suggest you go and rescue Lincoln before he does something he will probably regret.” He points to the back of the jet and, letting go of Cole, I stalk over and throw the door open. “Get your slutty hands off him,” I snap at myself.
She sneers at me. “God, don’t be so uptight. I’m only having a little fun. You should try it sometime. You are Queen, you can do whatever you want, with whomever you want. Live a little,” she drawls at me in a New York accent, very similar to Devon’s, as she walks her fingers down Lincoln’s abs. I take her in completely now, she is still dressed (thankfully) in a very red, very sexy outfit, even for me, but it is her whole demeanor and attitude that is surprising. She is hard and cold with too much make-up and long straight hair to her waist and she clearly has Lincoln right where she wants him, which is half-naked on the bed under her.
“I said get off him. Go and play with your own.”
“He is no fun anymore, since the kids. He doesn’t like to play,” she pouts, and Lincoln looks like he wants to die at the mentioning of kids. “I like it here. Your boys are still fun. Even Devon. Where is our sire?” she asks suddenly and climbs off a slightly relieved Lincoln.
“My sire is in the cabin, where is yours?”
She shrugs. “Who cares? I bet yours is better than mine.” She pushes past me to go off in search of him, while I help Lincoln off the bed.
“Fuck me, Liv. I have to say I prefer you-you.”
“Thanks, sweetie. That’s good to know.”
“See what I have to put up with?” the other CK says to me from the doorway. “I think I would probably prefer you as well.”
I turn to him. “She is a terror. Get her under control,” I snap at him and he snickers at me.
“If only it were that simple. Perhaps you may be able to exert some control over her?”
“Doubtful. She seems too much for me to handle.”
He pushes off from the doorway where he was standing. “I don’t want to go back.”
“You have to. You don’t belong here.”
“Please, Aefre,” he says my name hesitantly. “The world we come from; it isn’t right. It isn’t how it should be. The Power has gone straight to her head, and now she is Empress. I fear for us.”
“I can’t help that. I don’t even understand it. Forwards and backwards is one thing but where you come from is parallel to here, but everything is different. I can’t get my head around that.”
We hear yelling coming from the cabin and I rush to the aid of my boys, but they seem to have it under control. CK specifically. “Touch me like that again, I don’t care who you look like, I will end you,” he growls.
“I don’t look like her, I am her, you idiot,” she snarls at him.
“Oh no, you are not. Not in the slightest.” He tackles her and spins her around to face me, saying, “That is the real Aefre. You are just some placeholder in an alternative universe.”
Her eyes narrow in hatred as she hears those words and she says, “I am Empress of the Dragon Realms and The Underworld. I am more powerful than all of you put together.”
“Then use your Power to take you home. You are not welcome here.”
“Seconded,” Devon says quickly.
“But, Dev, baby. If I stay, we would be married. Isn’t that what you want?” she says pseudo-sweetly.
“No,” he says shortly. “Not to you.”
Her CK takes her by the arm now. “Take us back, Liv,” he says quietly. “We don’t belong here.”
“Fine,” she huffs. “But don’t think you have seen the last of me. My world has become boring, I quite fancy taking a crack at yours.”
“Step foot here again and I will take you down myself,” I tell her and her eyes glint.
“I look forward to seeing you try,” she says and thankfully she blinks out of existence, taking a very sad-looking CK with her.
I flop down onto the sofa and everyone comes to sit with me, next to me, at my feet. “Don’t ever leave again,” Cole says, clinging on to me. “I thought I had lost you.”
“Same here,” I mutter.