That silenced them because we hadn’t met Aeron then. We didn’t need to separate anything. The fact that Dark had seen her was news to me.
“Zoning out again, baby? All those secret conversations are making me fucking jealous. How many are we up to now?”
“Three.”
Jade kissed my lips softly, “Ehm and you’re still the delicious one. Now… is this rebellious stage your father thinks you were in ending or…”
I barked out a laugh. “If he thoughtthatwas rebelling, he’s in for a ride.” Another giggle fell from her full lips as I threw her onto the bed and stuffed my face between her legs.Goddamn, she really does still taste the same, sweet as ever.
SAMAEL
Loved the article. I’ve reread your explanation of the crime scene three times! When we see each other next, I’ll let Dark give you that blow job we promised.
I reached beneath my desk to adjust my cock, hating the way Finn’s words so easily aroused me. Praise had never been my thing before but when Finn gave it… complicated feelings followed.
Don’t worry. I’ll behave for now. I’ll protect you like I always do.
I frowned at the last message, rereading it several times.I’ll protect you like I always do.“What the fuck?” I muttered to myself, huddling closer to my computer. We never met Finn, not outright, and he hadn’t been protecting us from anything that we knew of. Which meant that he had a hand in this investigation or he knew us before we ever knew he existed.
I chugged my coffee, hissing as it burned a path down my throat, and began searching the database for anything and everything that would give me answers. I came up empty for ‘Killian Matthews’ but a ‘Finn Matthews’ had one hit.That’s not fucking possible.Had our lover always been Finn?
Opening the record was eye-opening because it wasn’t what I expected.
The summary read:Vehicular manslaughter—one charge. Sentenced to time served, probation, and license suspension.
I read further down, trying to find the name of the victim when everything clicked. It had always been weird to me that the court case involving someone I needed dead had been wrapped up and thrown away before I could blink. Before I became The King, there was just me—Samael, a man trying to protect his family.
Sylvester threatened that peace—knowing Aeron and Slash’s secret. But before I could get to him, he died in a horrific car accident.
I had thought it a hoax until I found out the culprit was just another teenager, some kid who had probably just learned howto drive. My curiosity waned and I became more careful of our cravings, making sure to clean up after the both of them so that we could indulge but not get caught.
Now that I knew it was Finn behind that wheel, I couldn’t be so sure it was an accident anymore. Had he known about us then and protected us from being outed?
A message popped up on my computer from the chief, a groan falling from my lips. I had declined his calls for the past several days, not sure what to say to a man who was harboring one of the most dangerous people in Primrose. I wondered if he knew that Finn was in his house right now and not Killian. Would he make the connection between the Finn we were trying to catch and the Finn he called ‘son’?
I decided that I wanted to push the envelope, just enough for Chief Matthews to redirect his attention and just enough for Finn to feel like he didn’t have total control of this game. Gathering a few files, I then made my way to the chief’s office.
I knocked on the edge of the door and Chief Matthews waved me in, bright-eyed, a wide, genuine smile on his face. “Thank you for delivering his… cat. It’s nice having him home where he’s safe.” I held back my response, knowing that living in a house with Finn was anything but safe, something Chief Matthews would know if he knew Killian was no longer the dominant alter. “I know you two had something going but knowing that’s over is a relief. You finally realized it wouldn’t work?”
I fought the emotions swirling beneath the surface, keeping the stoic stature that I prided myself in. That was news to me, mostly because Finn was still telling us that he loved us in his own twisted way. “What are you talking about?”
Chief Matthews smiled wider—if that were possible—leaning forward to share his excitement. “He’s moved on and found someone more suitable for him. He needs to grow up. He needs to find a real job. Did you know that he’s thinking about going back to school to be an engineer?”
“Did you say someone more suitable?” Finn needed an unhinged partner, someone who understood and accepted the inner workings of his mind. There was no one more perfectly suited than Aeron, Slash, and I. There never was and there never would be, which just cemented the idea that Finn really had been protecting us long before we even met.
“Of course!” The chief nodded, settling back in his seat. He looked a lot more like a proud father than a police officer at this moment. “He brought over his old girlfriend from college, such a sweetheart. I don’t think I’ve seen him that happy since…”
His mom died.
Chief trailed on, adding nothing substantial about the open case at hand. There were stars in the old man’s eyes as he talked about Finn and his return home like the prodigal son had appeared on his doorstep.
I cleared my throat, stealing his attention from all the future plans he was creating for his son. “Did you ever think thatmaybe Killian isn’t the one that returned home with you?” Chief Matthew’s expression immediately soured and I took pride in the fact that I put that look on his face. “We both saw it. It’s why I had him admitted and why you threw him back in there for a second evaluation. Chief, we both know that’s not Killian.”
Waiting for Chief Matthews to acknowledge my words was a beautiful torture. The way his face twisted up with familiarity and then despair and then a little bit of fear told me that he knewexactlywho Finn was. I threaded my fingers together and placed them on the desk, leaning forward to enjoy the emotions running rampant through his expression.
After several tense moments, he finally spoke.
“That’s not possible.”
