“You’re not still holding out hopes for a divorce, are you?” Nathan asked, rubbing his jaw as he strolled over to us. He was covered in blood and there were a few wounds on his arms and torso that were just beginning to heal. “You realize vampire divorces aren’t easy to obtain, right?”
No, I hadn’t realized that.
“You might call them impossible.” Nathan used his shirt to try to wipe away some of the blood. He just made matters worse, smearing it around before he gave up. Dropping the hem of his shirt so it covered his abs, he smirked at me. “It requires the blessing of the council.”
Of whom Ahrun was a member.
Thomas too, now that he’d defeated Vitus.
My glare contained a little heat as I swung my eyes to Liam’s. “You said you’d fix this.”
“Did I? Are you sure?”
Now that he mentioned it, I realized he hadn’t made any such agreement. If I recalled correctly, it was mostly me making the demands while just he sat there.
Silently. Smugly.
“Shit,” I whispered.
I was married. For real.
Liam kissed the side of my head. “Don’t frown,mo chuisle.I’ll make sure you enjoy our future. I promise.”
“Speaking of—how is this going to work?” Nathan asked.
Liam’s eyes smiled down at me. “I think I’m going to need some help moving.”
“Don’t you think you should wait for an invitation before you go deciding to move into other people’s houses,” I asked grumpily.
“We’re married now. What kind of husband and wife live apart?” Liam regarded Thomas. “Speaking of—I think you’llneed to find a new head enforcer. I plan to join Clan Travers and I can’t serve two masters.”
Thomas didn’t look surprised. “Any suggestions on your replacement?”
Liam glanced at Nathan. “My first born would stand you in good stead.”
“Ah, thanks, boss man. Does this mean I can have your house?”
“I never—you can’t—” I sputtered, unable to gather my thoughts well enough to form a protest.
“We accept,” Connor declared over me.
Back in his human form, he’d nabbed a pair of pants from somewhere. From the blood decorating them, they’d probably belonged to one of the dead vampires lying around.
“Clan Travers will be grateful for an enforcer of your caliber,” Connor continued, sending a meaningful look in my direction. “Especially since we’ll have need of you after tonight.”
I swallowed my objection, realizing he had a point. Too many people had seen me being outed as a magic breaker. There was no way back now. I’d need help protecting my house and its members.
“Are you sure?” I asked, trying not to reveal how vulnerable the question made me feel. It was quite the step down to go from the master of the city’s right hand to serving as muscle for a small, insignificant house like mine.
If I was being honest, that was a big part of why I was being such a pain in the ass about this. I didn’t want Liam regretting his choice later or resenting me for what he’d had to give up.
“There’s nothing I want more.”
Okay, then. We were doing this.
The thought terrified me, but it also left me with a strange sort of excitement.
I wanted Liam.
