might do something stupid.”
“Don’t worry about Taella,” he said, dismissing her first concern without a thought, which only frustrated her because Taella was a threat, damn it. “And I doubt your father will do anything foolish.”
“But you can’t guarantee it,” she whispered, speaking her fears as they popped into her head. “What if the Aradian he escaped with wasn’t a willing accomplice? What if he kidnapped her to escape, the same way you kidnapped me?” At his frown, she swallowed her misgivings and when she spoke her voice was softer as she reminded him of their inauspicious beginnings. “I was a means to an end, Feryn. My father is very similar to you in that he will do whatever is necessary to ensure our freedom, even if it means resorting to kidnapping and coercion. I mean, as far as he knows, Aradians are just as evil as vampires and unless he has been shown otherwise I doubt he’d have reason to doubt hundreds of years of training.”
Feryn’s black brows pulled together in a fierce scowl as he absently continued to stroke Malorie’s cheek with his thumb. “How do you suggest we go about finding him?”
She looked at him as if he was brain dead, “Um, I’m assuming you put a tracking chip in him as well?”
He smiled at her sarcastic tone, “We did, my love, but when we traced it, he wasn’t there.”
This time her brows pulled together. Of course Gus would have figured out he was bugged and taken the necessary measures to make sure he was untraceable. But she knew he would leave a clue for her to follow since that was standard operating procedure whenever they became separated. “Where did you find his chip?”
“An abandoned warehouse in New York City,” he said with an indulgent smile. “The building looked like it had been neglected for decades. In fact, the only things in it, other than the chip, were rats and garbage.”
“Then that’s where I’ll start,” she said, nodding her head with satisfaction that she was finally doing something proactive. Gus left his tracking chip in the decoy bunker to let her know which city to start her search. If he wasn't in the real bunker then there might be a message for her to let her know whether or not it was safe to search for him. There were still people in New York that remained loyal to the cause and they would have an issue with Feryn. Even though he wasn’t a vampire, he wasn’t human. As plans formulated in her head, she looked up at Feryn, “If it’s where I think it is then it might be better if I go alone.”
His brilliant green eyes became stormy as all humor vanished from his face. “Absolutely not. There is no way I’m letting you go on some fool mission by yourself….”
She put her hand over his mouth to stop his tirade because she understood his concern. “I know these people, Feryn. They’re going to be suspicious enough if I show up without Gus but if you’re there…. Well, our only lead will vanish before we find it.”
“I don’t approve,” he grumbled.
“It’s not like you’ll be far away,” she told him with a slight smile. Sliding her hand up and pressing her palm against his bristled cheek, she murmured, “I know that if you sense the slightest bit of trouble you’ll be by my side in less than a heartbeat. Please, Feryn, you have to let me do this.”
Pressing his forehead against hers, he took a shuddering breath, “I don’t want to lose you.”
“You couldn’t if you tried,” she said lightly even as her heart pounded in her chest. Was it a game or did he love her? She needed time to think and a search for her father was the perfect opportunity to have some space. “But if I stay here I’ll go mad.”
“Then come back to the compound with me,” he murmured for the thousandth time and she had to fight the instinct to cringe. She knew that he needed to return sooner rather than later and she knew that eventually she would return with him but for now…. For now, it was