Page 68 of A Fate of Wings
Her shoulders lifted and fell as she sighed.
“I take that as a yes.”
She moved out of my reach and picked up her hairbrush. “Melanie has always been unsatisfied with her life.”
“You should have mentioned this to me.”
Her hand moved the brush through her hair. “I would have in time, but I never … I suspected she was behind the assassination attempt at the trials, but I couldn’t prove it, and with the culprit dead, I couldn’t question him. I’d sent a siren with a letter to the alpha of the pack, but I didn’t hear from him. She may have been one of Melanie’s allies in this takeover.”
“Why didn’t you talk to me? Trust me?”
“I wasn’t sure about you, but now I am. Besides, I didn’t think she’d wipe my memory and banish me to Earth.”
“No, I suppose you couldn’t have predicted that.” I stepped closer, took the brush from her, and tossed it on the table. “You’re delaying the inevitable.”
“I am. She’s my sister.”
“You can’t kill her?”
She lifted her chin. “I want to, but I don’t think I can. She’s my twin. A part of me.”
I frowned. “You are separate beings.”
“But we grew together. Part of me can sense her emotions.”
“What do you sense now?”
She shook her head.
I clasped her chin in a firm hold. “Tell me.”
“Power. She’s gloating on power.”
“Where?”
“The throne room.”
“Lead the way, little queen. I’ve got your back.”
She wrenched her chin out of my hold. “Do not kill her.”
I held my hands up. “Unless you give me the order, I shall only shackle her if you need my help. But,” I said, “you will not.”
“You have such faith in me.”
“Of course. You’re my mate. Fate wouldn’t have matched us if you weren’t my equal.”
“We may be equal in bed, but you will always have to defer to me as queen. Sirens won’t accept a king to rule them. Ever.”
She strode for the door without waiting for my answer.
I understood. Demons were the same. Kings were the rulers. Queens was an accessory to be flaunted in a display of power. My brother had yet to claim a queen, but the day would come when fate would send her his way. I hoped she gave him as much trouble as my mate gave me and was just as spectacular.
Thea strode from the room as though her power returned with every step. I couldn’t wait to see her crown back on her head glowing with the ripe red rubies against her blonde hair. I was partial to red. The color fed the rage inside my demon. I kept pace with her, glancing left and right, keeping my senses alert for any threat.
None approached.
Two guards stood outside the massive floor-to-ceiling throne room doors. They crossed their swords over the timber, then glanced at each other in confusion.