“Sorry.” Her golden eyes glanced to his. “But your body’s fascinating.”
Another cocky, lethargic chuckle. “You’re not the first to say so.”
King Zeller actually snickered, his shoulders shaking with the action. “Man, just lie there and shut up and let her fix you.”
His blink was dreamlike, but his eyes turned to me.
A quiet growl erupted deep in his throat. It vibrated like a tiger’s.
But just as quickly as it had occurred, it stopped.
He blinked. His teeth bared. “I thought you were…hurt.”
My head cocked, and I wiggled one of my ears with my right hand. I glanced at King Zeller, King Collins, and Bindi, wondering if they had heard what I had. They were staring at him, perplexed expressions all around, like they weren’t sure if they had heard a strange noise, too. I shook my head and glanced out the door to see if Tristan was nearby. I didn’t see him, so I returned by regard to the One. “I’m not mad. Just don’t fight with Sin again.” I lifted one brow. “I almost shot you in the back.” And I had aimed to kill.
“There. He’s done,” Bindi muttered, wiping her sweating forehead with the back of her bloody hand. “Try to keep bullets outside of your body in the future.”
He snorted and pulled his arms back, resting his hands on the ground and pushing up.
Just as another shot fired, the cracking sound ringing in my ears.
The One’s frame flew against King Zeller, his throat squirting blood like an out-of-order water fountain.
I rolled, lunging at Sin. The gun was still smoking in his hand. Bindi dove at the One in King Zeller’s arms, her glowing hands instantly going to the fatal wound. King Collins landed on Sin’s back, holding him down when he tried to raise for a better shot.
I grabbed Sin’s wrist, slamming it down onto the ground and shouting over the buzzing in my ears, “Dammit, stop shooting him!”
“After what that fucker did to you?” Sin hollered, the side of his face smashed against the carpet, furious green eyes staring at his target. He wouldn’t let go of the gun I was trying to wrestle away from him. “Are you under another spell?” An angry pause. “And I thought he was dead!”
I blinked. Sin was extremely behind on information. Staring into his face on the ground, holding his hand down with the gun between us, I stated loudly, “I did kill the other one. The man you keep shooting like a damn target dummy is the real One. He’s here to help us track down the other bad fucker.”
Sin grunted when King Collins altered his elbow to the back of Sin’s neck, keeping him completely immobile, but he grumbled loudly, “Why the hell didn’t you write me that?”
“I was planning to but I hadn’t gotten around to it yet because I knew you wouldn’t like it,” I stated honestly. I glanced up at King Collins. “Did Bindi save him?”
“Goddammit, that fucking hurt!” the One growled instantly from behind me, his heated words even more slurred than before. “Take that damn gun away from him before I really do slit his throat.”
“Answer your question?” King Collins muttered dryly then reached with a quick hand and grabbed the gun I hadn’t been able to wrangle from Sin. He tossed it across the room—still keeping Sin immobile with his elbow and weight. Probably using his power too, his eyes now bright with brown light.
Sin grunted again, but he muttered, “You’re right, love.” Green eyes glared into mine from our low positions. “I don’t like it.” Green flicked up to King Collins. “Now, get the fuck off me before I remove you myself.”
Chapter Twenty-Six
Sin’s arms wrapped around me from behind, holding me tight and steady. Bindi worked on Frost and Farley. Roselle and Reese were now in my room, right along with Queen Cooper, her magic fixing all of the broken furniture while she muttered British accented obscenities.
King Collins’s eyes were firm on Sin. “You owe him an apology.” He stood in the middle of the room with King Zeller, holding his arms out to either side of the room. Sin and I stood on one side, the One, Roselle and Reese on the other. “In fact, I would say you owe him more than a few apologies.”
Bored words. “Your point being?”
“Sin, he thought you were here to attack Caro.” He glared. “Apologize.”
Apparently there were still a few things my King needed to learn about Sin.
Sin snorted. “I thought he was here to attack Caro, so it sounds about right for what we did to each other.” His grip tightened around my waist. “And I think it’s time for everyone to leave, so Caro and I can speak privately. She left a few issues out of her letter.”