Part 37 (1/2)

”Information or I get my lady some hedge clippers,” he shared.

The man's eyes grew round for a half a second, before he covered it and declared, ”I demand a trial.”

”You'll not sit in prison, doling out information for leniency,” Apollo shot back. ”You talk here, or you die here.”

Nice. That was a good line.

”You're already to answer to Queen Aurora for coldblooded murder,” the man retorted, tipping his head toward the man in the chair.

”The queen is just,” Apollo whispered. ”But she also lost her husband to the schemes of traitors.”

The man blanched.

Goodie.

Now we were getting somewhere.

Apollo moved back to target. ”Who sent you?”

The man said nothing.

”Again, who sent you?” Apollo repeated.

The man remained silent.

I watched the staring contest from close up.

It was scary. It was also frustrating.

”For G.o.d's sake, would someone just get me the hedge clippers?” I snapped.

Apollo again looked down at me. A second later, he pulled me away from the man but pushed me gently to the side and I found myself not held by him but-I looked up-by Achilles.

”Take her to the dower house,” he ordered. ”Stay with her.”

”But-” I started as Achilles rounded my waist with an arm and started pulling me away.

Apollo's eyes sliced to me.

”Dove,” he said softly. ”Go.”

I glared at him. Then I glared at the man on the hook.

I transferred my glare back to Apollo and blew out on a sigh, ”Oh, all right.”

Apollo's eyes moved over my face but I lost sight of him when Achilles turned me to the door.

I was out the door but it wasn't yet closed behind me when I heard him say, ”Hans, hand me those clippers.”

The door banged shut.

I smiled.

Chapter Thirteen.

Lioness In my crazy dream that was tinted blood red, I heard Apollo order from far away a growling, ”Leave us. Now.”

My dream drifted to some ruins around a pool filled with blood when I felt my cloak that I'd wrapped around me to keep warm after Achilles finally got me to lay down thrown off.

I blinked.

My skirts were tossed up.

I blinked again, twice, fast.

And I came awake when my tights were torn down my legs.

My heart instantly racing, I s.h.i.+fted up hurriedly, pus.h.i.+ng up the bed but got only so far when two strong hands wrapped around my ankles, dragged me back down and tugged them apart.

I gasped when a man covered me.

Through the firelight casting a weak glow through the room, I saw Apollo's face.

I should have relaxed seeing as it was him, but the look on his face made my entire body go wired.

His hand drove into my hair, fisting as he rumbled, ”You are a lioness.”

Hunh?

”What? What's going on? Are you-?”

He cut me off. ”Not even of your blood, not even a word exchanged, barely a glance, for them, you sank a blade into a man's flesh.”

I thought I knew what he was talking about so I said, ”Well, yeah. I did. But why are you-?”

His mouth came to mine and I shut up because I could see his eyes were afire. They were searing into me and they were doing it in a particular way.

I knew that way. It was slightly different, not charged by adela tea.

But it was also the same.

His next words proved me right.

”You're going to take me now, Maddie, and warning, my dove, I'll not be gentle.”

Yes, his eyes were burning in a particular way.