me.”
“Well, I hate to tell you this, but one did.”
“Why?”
She shrugged. “Maybe he got tired of your grumpy ass and decided you needed to get laid. How the hell should I know?”
He ground his teeth. “They knew sex was off-limits for me. They wouldn’t have done it.”
“Fine. Whatever. Ask Ares or Limos. They know. The wine drugged me, too.” She winced and palmed her belly, and before he even knew what he was doing, he was inside the chamber, his hands on her shoulders.
“Are you okay? Is it the baby?”
She blinked in surprise. “It was just a kick. Ponyboy is really active.”
“Ponyboy?”
Again her cheeks colored, but this time with a soft, feminine blush. “Well, you’re a Horseman…the father… so…Ponyboy.”
He wanted to smile at that, but then he remembered he hated her and forced his expression to remain neutral. “I’ll get you a blanket.” He started for the door, but she stopped him with a hand on his forearm.
“I have to pee.”
He gestured to the corner. “There’s a chamber pot.”
“Seriously? Eew.” She recoiled in horror at the dusty clay vessel.
“Humans of your day are ridiculously spoiled. What do you think people did before toilets?”
“I don’t really care. We
do
have toilets now, and I’d rather use one.” She wrinkled her nose. “If I try to squat down on that, I’ll never get back up.”
“Fine,” he muttered, taking her wrist. “You’re a terrible prisoner, you know that?” She wisely kept her mouth shut as he led her back up the steps and to his bedroom.
When she saw where he was taking her, she ground to a halt just outside the door. “Um…”
“Would you prefer the dungeon? Your choice.”
Her eyes flashed, and she shoved past him. “This will be fine,” she said, as if she were a guest at a hotel who was dismissing the bellboy.
“Don’t try anything, Regan,” he warned. “I’m going to have a guard at the door.”
“How long are you going to leave me here?”
“Until I figure out what to do with you.” He bent to look her directly in the eyes. “But be clear on this; your life is now mine.”
Five
A full hour after Regan had been snatched, Aegis Headquarters was still in a state of chaos. Kynan was supposed to be heading home to New York to meet his wife and daughter so they could join their in-laws at Underworld General for the weekly family summit.
Today Kynan was going to be late. Shit, if he made it at all it would be a miracle.
“How did those vampires and demons escape, and how the hell did that Horseman find our headquarters?” Ian, one of The Aegis’s Elders, was shouting. “We’ve never, in all our thousands of years of existence, been found. What happened?”
Kynan wanted to point out that The Aegis’s headquarters had nearly been located by the enemy half a dozen times over the course of their history, and had they not moved locations, they would have been, but he kept quiet. Ian was a hotheaded asshole who wouldn’t back downfrom any argument, and Kynan wasn’t in the mood to knock him the fuck out.
Chad, another Elder with an attitude problem, rounded on Kynan and Decker. “And how could you have let that bastard just waltz out of here with Regan?”
“I didn’t see you steppin’ up to the plate yourself,” Decker drawled, his usually faint Texas twang vibrating with every word. The more pissed off he was, the redder his neck got, as he liked to say.
“The Horseman couldn’t have touched Kynan.” Chad shot an accusatory look Ky’s way. “You should have done something.”
“Thanatos came prepared to deal with me,” Kynan said, and damn if that didn’t rankle. The guy had been smart enough to kill a fallen angel, and while Ky wasn’t sure the soul of one could harm him, he hadn’t been about to take any chances with his life or anyone else’s … especially not Regan’s.
“So what now?” Decker asked.
Ky eyed the coffeemaker, wondering if he should caffeinate.