Kiyo reached beneath the table to smooth a hand over his mate’s leg. Elijah noted the gentle but possessive squeeze and envy burned through him.
All the couples were secure in their bond.
Close as any two people could be.
He wanted that, he realized.
He wanted Echo to be his, but even more, he wanted her to want it too.
His mate clearly wasn’t thinking the same, however, because she leaned forward, all business. “William. You said he was on the move … and I wished I’d thought of it sooner, but I’m pretty sure I know where’s he’s flying to. Now that Elijah and I killed his two strongest officers and hid Odette from him …” Her beautiful features tightened. “He’ll know what I know. He’ll go after my human mother first. He’s flying to London. We need to get there before him and set a trap.”
The others seemed to take this news on the chin. Niamh and Kiyo, of course, already knew about Echo’s mum.
“Margaret,” Niamh murmured sympathetically.
Sick of the strangeness between them, Elijah gave into his instincts and placed a comforting hand on Echo’s thigh. She reached under the table, and for a horrible second, Elijah thought she’d reject him. Instead, she entwined her fingers through his and held tight as she asked Fionn, “Did Bran say who was with him?”
“He’s alone.” Fionn grinned ferally.
“He always was an arrogant ass.” Echo nodded. “This is good. We know what kind of security William has on her. We can disable The Garm security easily enough. They’re not the strongest of William’s supernaturals. But the digital security is a different story. He has her work and apartment bugged and under surveillance.”
“Bran can take care of that,” Fionn said confidently.
“This Bran sounds interesting.” Echo tightened her grip on Elijah. “If we take out the security, perhaps loop the feed to my moth—Margaret’s—apartment, then we can get her to a safe house while we lie in wait at her place. Can you mask this many scents from William?”
Niamh nodded. “All the fae sitting at this table are capable of masking all of us.”
“Can you mask my wolf scent?” Thea asked.
“Sure.”
“Then I’ll pretend to be Margaret. Mask my scent but nothing else. William needs to think there’s a human woman in that apartment with a heartbeat and all.”
Rose shrugged casually. “Sounds like a plan. I know he’s pretty old, but between us all, we should be able to take him down.”
“I want the kill,” Echo echoed Niamh’s words from earlier. “He took everything from me.”
It was Elijah’s turn to tighten his grip on her. “Not everything, love,” he reminded her gently.
She didn’t look at him as she whispered, “Maybe not everything. But he took enough.”
“Works for me.” Kiyo leaned back in his chair.
All the supernaturals at the table agreed, and Echo relaxed slightly.
“Does anyone have a laptop?” she queried.
Conall nodded. “Of course.”
Echo answered the question in his tone. “I can hack William’s personal computer system. Track his travel itinerary so we know exactly when he’ll be arriving in London.”
The alpha stood abruptly. “I’ll be right back with the computer.”
25
It turnedout they had more time to prepare than Echo thought.
According to William’s itinerary, he was traveling to Barcelona first before flying on to London. Having to avoid daylight meant they had several days to plan and get to the English capital.
