“Grab your plates,” I told them, clapping once. “Breakfast is served.”
Didn’t have to tell them twice. The horde of hungry men swarmed the stove and counter, piling food high on their plates, before finding a place to sit. A few sat on barstools at the kitchen island, while the others squeezed in at the table near the window.
Apart from two, anyway. Draven and Reign remained against the wall, masked and with their empty stomachs grumbling.
“Nuh uh.” I shook my head at them. “No one goes hungry while I’m around. Both of you go make your plates right now. I’ll force-feed you if I have to.”
The two spies exchanged a look before pushing from the wall and doing as I said. They didn’t remove their masks though. Instead, they muttered something about eating in private before leaving the kitchen. As long as they ate, I didn’t care where they did it.
Maybe one day soon we could all eat a meal together though.
Conversation flowed as everyone ate their fill, devouring all the muffins and scrambled eggs, every scrap of sausage gravy, hash browns, and all but two of the biscuits. With their bellies full and with the power of coffee fueling them, my men, friends and lovers alike, started to disperse, one by one.
“Don’t miss me too much, little treasure,” Rowan said before kissing me. We stood about the same height, giving me perfect access to his mouth. I didn’t even need to stand on my tiptoes.
“Too late.” I touched the golden cuff that kept his hair in place and pulled over one shoulder. “Am I allowed to know where you’re going?”
“It’s spy business.” The edge of his mouth quirked up. “And muffins aren’t—”
“Spies, I know,” I interjected with a huff. “Excuse me for wanting to make sure my boyfriend is safe.”
He sighed. “We’re meeting with Varys to discuss the situation with Nocturne. Draven and Reign learned a few things before coming here.” I opened my mouth to ask a question right before he touched his finger to my lips and cut in, “No, I’m not tellin’ you anything more about it, so shut that adorable trap of yours.”
“I wasn’t gonna say anything,” I mumbled against his finger.
“Uh huh.” He lowered his hand from my mouth to place it on the side of my neck instead. “Still a horrible liar.”
I fought the urge to bite him. “Do you think we can convince Draven and Reign to stay? I don’t want them to leave yet.”
“Reign will be happy to hear that.” Rowan smirked. “But I reckon it’s Draven you’re most worried about, eh?” At my confusion, he added, “I caught you starin’ at him earlier.”
“I know not what you mean, good sir,” I said in a poor attempt at a British accent.
His lips curved even more. “It’s his pecs, ain’t it?”
I sighed. “Yes. Curse those muscled mounds of perfection.”
He laughed.
“Okay, I know you need to go.” I hugged Rowan’s slim waist. Black cardamom wafted from his hair, and I turned my face to breathe more of him in, running my nose along his temple. “Tell Varys I said hi.”
The demi-wolf was Lord Onyx’s closest advisor. Also the former advisor of King Eidolon, right before he’d rebelled against Bremloc and took many demi-humans with him. All because he learned King Eidolon had played a role in my dad’s death.
Varys had been in love with my dad. Imprinted on him in the same way Lake had with me. It made me feel that I could trust him.
“Will do.” Rowan drew back and gently bopped my chin. “Don’t go stumbling down the stairs or fall into the oven while I’m gone.”
“Oh stop. I’m not that clumsy.” I crossed my arms Maddox-style, then glanced down at Oreo. The puppy had come over to sit by my foot. “Ain’t that right, boy?”
Oreo sneezed.
“See? He agrees.”
After nipping at my throat, Rowan left the kitchen to find Draven and Reign. Oreo growled low in his little throat before padding after him. The puppy played tough, but he cared for my men and watched over them.
“We should leave as well,” Maddox said before pulling me in for a kiss that lasted longer than the one Rowan had given me, almost as though he were silently one-upping our favorite redhead. “Seraphina will be expecting us for morning drills.”
Seraphina was a badass female warrior who took no shit. She and another demon named Borus had been assigned to oversee Maddox and the knights during our stay. Mainly because demons and humans had such a violent history, and many demons in the Shadow Realm still had their doubts about us. It would take more time to build trust.