“What do you want with her?” I asked.
“I want her,” he said evenly.
I ground my teeth for a moment. “No.”
Bianca shifted on my lap, her body tensing. Pissed off or not, she still wanted the fucker. It gave me a little bit of hope for the rest of us considering what she'd said moments before.
“I won’t betray anyone. Wherever Bianca is, that’s where I want to be,” Fallon said.
“How about this…” I ran my knuckles down Bianca’s arm gently. “Tell me who killed Stefan Seeley.”
Fallon paused, his eyes darting between me and Bianca. “Swear to me that I'll live, and I can be with Bianca if she'll have me, and I’ll tell you what I know.”
I swallowed and glanced to Levin since this was for him. His hands were still balled into tight fists.
“Levin decides.” I deferred the decision to him.
Levin’s eyes widened for a moment before he stepped forward.
“Bianca belongs to the kings first. You prove yourself worthy, you do what you’re told, then yes. By rights as a king, Bianca will be yours too.” His shoulders quivered as he said the words.
I knew took a lot for Levin to agree to this. I inclined my head at him. It was a fair trade, even if I fucking hated Fallon's guts. Chances were, he’d fail, and we’d get to gut him before he got a chance at our girl. Or maybe Levin would be right, and the lords would do it for us.
“Stefan Seeley was dating my sister,” Fallon started.
“What?” Levin growled as Vincent gave a low whistle.
I shook my head.
“Ivanov’s men found out they were together. So Stefan and Natalia planned to run away and get as far from this life as possible. Sergio Ivanov put an order out on Stefan. They wanted him alive. He was delivered to Ivanov. I don’t know what happened in that room, but I know he walked out alive because I was the one who drove him back to the bus stop on 53rd. He didn’t say what was going on. He didn’t say anything to me other than I had to take care of Nattie for him, and he’d be back for her. I left him, but I waited, watching from afar.” Fallon’s voice grew soft. “Klaus Seeley picked him up.” He stared directly at Levin. “Your father was the last one to see him alive. That’s what I know, and that’s where you need to start.”
The room fell silent before Levin let out a loud curse and began pacing.
Vincent frowned. “That doesn’t make any sense. Klaus wouldn’t hurt Stefan. He was his oldest son and his favorite, no offense to Levin.”
“I don’t know,” Fallon said, shrugging. “I told you what I know. But I will say this, I think Hail knows the truth. Just like he probably knows about what happened to Bianca’s father. I didn’t push the subject with him, but I got the impression he was hiding a lot from me.”
“Asshole,” Vincent muttered, shaking his head.
Levin stopped pacing and looked at me.
“Your task will be to get us more information,” I said. “Betray the lords for the kings. Prove your allegiance that way. Then, we’ll welcome you to our kingdom. But you don’t touch Bianca until we say so.”
“Deal,” Fallon said without hesitation, his gaze back to being locked on Bianca in my lap.
I dragged my fingers through her hair and lifted her delicate hand to my lips where I kissed the diamond on her finger.
“A few things you need to know. First, Bianca is my wife.”
Fallon’s brows crinkled before he darted his gaze around at Levin and Vincent, who both nodded. Then he looked to Bianca. “Princess?”
“We got married a few days ago,” she said softly.
“Motherfucker,” Fallon snarled, trying to get to his feet.
Levin kicked him, knocking him back down. Fallon groaned. Bianca struggled against me to go to him, but I held fast.
“Bianca needed my protection. No one within my circle would dare harm my wife,” I said easily. “It was a simple enough choice because you were right. I do care about her, a fucking lot, and would've saved her. This is proof of that.”
“You’re a son of a bitch,” Fallon cursed, glaring at me.
I clucked my tongue at him. “I’m a great many things, Vasiliev, but I’m the husband of the woman you’ve fallen in love with. You’re going to want to be in my good graces if you ever want to feel my wife writhe beneath you again. I'm hers and she is mine. I choose if and when I share her. That brings us to number two. Here's what’s going to happen. We’re going to free you. I want you to go back to Ivanov and tell him you followed me for a few days and learned I took Bianca as my wife. You’re returning now because you wanted to tell him.”
He opened his mouth to speak, but I silenced him by continuing, “You’re our inside man. I can save Bianca from my circle, but I need help saving her from yours. That’s where you come in. I want to know their plans. Secrets. Fucking sins. Got it?”
He glanced at Bianca before licking his lips and nodding.
“You’ll return to campus and go about your life like you don’t give a piss about the kings except to talk shit like you fucks usually do in your little circle jerk with one another’s dicks.”
“And what the fuck am I supposed to say happened to my face?” he snapped, tearing his focus from Bianca and giving it back to me.
Vincent smirked. “Tell him Levin and I caught you trying to take Bianca like you'd planned and kicked your ass.”
Fallon glowered at Vincent but gave a curt nod. “Fine.”
“Vincent and Levin will drive you back to campus. I’ll send for you when I need you. Until then, be a good little lord and get me every ounce of information you can.” I leveled my gaze on him. "Do not seek me out. Do not seek out Vincent or Levin. And never fucking look twice at my queen. Not until you’re told otherwise. Prove your fucking worth. Got it?”
He nodded again.