I shook my head. “That’s only the guards, and Greyson is handling them. We are headed to the VIP section of my dad’s jail.” I continued down the stairs.
“The VIP section?” Rowan snorted.
I looked back at him with a smile. “All the big shots end up down here.” I laughed as I turned the corner. I went into the first interrogation room that my father said held Theo, and the room went quiet. My mom and dad were leaning against the wall by the door, and Theo was in his chair, still gagged. “Don’t stop on my account.”
My dad snorted. “We can’t ungag him because he will kill himself. We were debating the best way to prevent that.” I dropped everything in my arms onto the table and arranged it all.
“How do we know he wants to talk then?” I grabbed one thing from the table. While everyone was still listening to Theo’s grunts, I wrapped cloth around the thing in my hands and then slid it into my pocket before I turned back to everyone.
“He screamed.” My dad snorted. “The guard worked out a yes and no question system and then came to tell me.”
I stalked closer to Theo. “You want to talk to us?” He nodded vigorously. “Well, then. Don’t blame me.” Rowan walked over and grabbed his head. He pulled off the gag, but before Theo could think to bite down, Rowan had already grabbed his bottom and top jaws and held them wide open.
“What are you doing?” My mom looked confused until I pulled out the pliers.
“Ica silver nox dou.” I waited for the spell to take effect.
“You are searching for silver?” One by one, the silver knives and clamps all lit up a pretty shade of blue.
“Yep.” I watched and waited until the tooth I was looking for glowed. “Struss car beni.” Then I grabbed it with the pliers and pulled.
“WAIT!” My dad screamed. “You will crack the tooth.”
I yanked, trusting the cloth wrapped teeth and the whispered spell would keep the tooth unharmed, and ripped it from its socket. I turned around and waved it in Theo’s face. His eyes watched the glowing tooth. “But I didn’t.”
Theo screamed as the blood poured from his mouth. Rowan let go of his mouth and stepped back. “Shut up.” I smacked him once. “You are a wolf, for Goddess’ sake. Act like it.” I shook my head as he whined. “It’s already healed. Enough.” I backed up to the table and dropped the pliers. “Now talk, or we will just leave.”
He shut up after that. “Why did you go and do that?” He growled.
My father snorted. “Did you think we were just going to trust you not to commit suicide? I mean, your little band of traitors created the false tooth for exactly this scenario.” He stepped up to the chair and grabbed the armrests, leaning over Theo. “This way, you can talk to your heart’s content, but you can’t end your life to escape.” My dad pushed back. “Now, listen to your Queen. Talk.”
Theo’s eyes glowered at me. “You are actually mated?” The disbelief in his voice was thick. I just nodded and then pulled my shirt to the side.
“Yep.” I popped the p at the end of the word. “Goddess blessed and everything.” I let go of my shirt. “Why? Were you hoping that the King was your mate?” Rowan coughed, covering his laugh. Theo snapped his head towards him and let out a tiny growl. Nix snapped at that and surged forward. “You would do well to remember that I will not take the disrespect that my mate has put up with from you.” Theo turned back to me with a sneer. Nix urged us forward, and with a quick flick of her wrist, she smacked Theo’s face twice. “Rowan grew up with you. So he allowed you to dictate certain things because he thought he was respecting his elders and his father’s will. But make no mistake. I do not have the same outlook. You are traitorous, pathetic little men who sold out their kind and Goddess for money.” We leaned over him, and I felt a tremble. “I will have no qualms about torturing you. I will actually relish it.” I grinned as Nix pulled back.
“You wouldn’t.”
I felt my grin widen into a full smile. “I ripped my grandfather’s heart out of his chest, and I crushed it while he watched.” I tilted my head down. “Do you really think I would have any issues pulling your toenails and fingernails off?”
My dad choked. “You did what?”
I winced a little as I turned back to him. “We really haven’t had time to talk about everything that’s happened…but yeah.” I wiped my hands on my jeans as I felt the phantom blood drip from my fingers. “Garith is dead.”
He waved my words off. “I don’t care about him. I want to know how you ripped his heart out of his chest.” My smile came back as I shifted into Nix’s second form. “Holy Goddess, you have a wolfman form?” He whirled toward my mom. “Do you have one?”
I shifted back as I watched her shift. “NO!” Theo screamed. My mother shifted back to her normal form before we all turned to Theo.
“What’s wrong?” Rowan’s words were low and threatening. “Are you mad that there are still Lycans alive? I mean you all tried so hard to wipe us out.” He slid into view. “Don’t worry, we will repopulate.”
Theo screamed again, this time in anger, and I walked over and swatted my mate. “My parents are here.”
My father snorted again. “We are going to be a part of the repopulation.” My mother smacked his shoulder. “What? Obviously, one quarter Lycan is enough to have a Lycan form.”
I nodded. “Yeah…I don’t know what the cutoff is. Sterling is part Lycan, right?”
Rowan nodded. “We shared a great-great-grandfather or something. He had two sons. One mated a Lycan; the other a wolf. His dad, I think, still had a Lycan form, but his brothers and he didn't.”
“Who fucking cares?” Theo rolled his eyes.
