Page 34 of Mated to the Chaos


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“Heath, you went into hell to get her. Do you think she’s giving in, or is she waiting for you to make a fucking plan and go get her?”

Heath blinked. “What?”

Lorenzo chuckled, but it was a sad one. “I know a man who called his best friend and told him he was the worst. Told him how bad things had gotten, even if that could have made his best friend hate him. But he did it. Then he went into the Chaos Realm and went through shit no one would believe. That same man came out and asked for one thing, just achanceto be redeemed. Fuck if that man deserves any other bad shit to happen.”

Heath sighed and opened his mouth, but Lorenzo cut him off.

“We all make mistakes, man, but you brought me Cin. You protected her until she met me. Then you protected me again when you left, made sure you did it in a way no one would be suspicious of me and only hate you.”

Heath jerked. “How did you know?”

Lorenzo rolled his eyes. “Because I know my fucking brother. I may have been pissed, but I know you. And you ran right ahead to get Asherah; I don’t doubt it. Could have never come back, but you ran to her anyway. Then you came back to warn us when you could have gotten your head chopped off.”

“Not many would have done such a thing,” Carlo agreed. “Hell, even sending a message to one of your wolves on this side would have been enough, but you came to fight alongside us.”

“And it went a long way toward bringing you back into the fold,” Dominic added.

“Don’t think Romano would have to trust you anywhere near his mate, Torin binding you to Silva be damned. He would have foundsomeway to get rid of you.” Arturo cocked a brow and gave Heath a sidelong glance.

Heath stood, awe spreading over his features. Lorenzo got to his feet as well, rolling his shoulders and popping his neck. But he never took his eyes off Heath. “So now I can say, calm the fuck down and do whatHeathdoes, not what Kieran did out of fear and holding half the fact.”

Heath had the grace the flinch, but he smirked too. “Low blow after the whole Kirk and Spock moment on the floor there. Way to kill the mood.”

“So can we talk about what we’re doing now?”

Heath chuckled. “You’ve made your point, Lorenzo. Lennox, I’m calm. You can stop the fire show now.”

Lennox said nothing as he lowered his hands and the fire melted away. His gray eyes surveyed the room before he nodded. The white hair and light eyes were stark on the guy, especially paired with his black suit.

“I’ll stay here in case tempers flare again.” The Trinity Council member stepped back and leaned against the wall.

“So we go in and head to the Forgotten Tower. I know the way now, and with Nanshe, we could teleport directly.” Heath crossed his arms and stood tall.

A delicate snort came from outside the room. The wolves parted, allowing for Nanshe to enter, followed closely by Kallan, Teague, Eiravel, and Cynes. They were seething.

Carlo smiled at them, just because. “We don’t just run in. How long does it take to get to the Tower? Won’t she expect our arrival?”

“That trip isn’t short enough to keep my Fate from getting hurt. She can expect all she wants because I’m coming anyway. The Tethered and I are on the team and we go in.” Heath lifted his chin, showcasing his stubbornness.

Dominic rolled his shoulders. “Eiravel and Cynes are connected to my daughter, and it will destroy her if they get hurt. Also, you’re tied to Silva, who is tied to Kalinda. It wouldn’t make sense at all for you to go in there.”

“She is my Fate–”

“And we will make sure she comes home. But you are tied to more than just her,” Arturo argued.

“I am not going to leave her in danger. You didn’t sideline Romano. And Dominic was there for Zoey. Hell, Pasquale went on a mission with Giuliana.”

“Yes, and Romano almost lost Kalinda, and Pasquale and Giuliana weren’t mated yet. And even if they had been, their deaths would not kill others,” Dominic pushed back. “Don’t try to play that game.”

“I don’t answer to any of you. I’m sorry, and I didn’t want it to come to this, but I’m going in there.”

“Orwego in,” Nanshe interrupted.

Carlo groaned. He’d been letting the others speak some sense into the Unseelie, but there was no way he would now.

Woman, don’t do this.

She arched her brow but otherwise ignored him. “I can travel in with Heath and his Tethered men. My protection will allow him to get directly to the entrance of the tower.”