I scoffed. “What the fuck does a vampire need with a salary? Any vamp worth their salt has enough money saved to retire a hundred times over.”
His expression didn't change. “True. But you'll also receive protection.”
I laughed. “Again, what the fuck does a vampire need with protection? We're made weapons.”
“You underestimate my ability to gather intel. Your new magic has garnered interest among some unsavory characters.”
A chill ran down my spine.
“They're interested in how that magic of yours morphed.” This time, his smile held an edge of sympathy. “And they want to take it from you. By any means necessary.”
Inside my head, I was screaming.
Chapter
Nineteen
Icouldn't sleep. Nestling against Rowan usually put me right out, but tonight my thoughts were filled with worry.
“You want me to text him?”
I sighed against his chest. “Do you mind?”
“Evie. You don't have to ask me. Just text him.”
“I don't want to text my ex-boyfriend,” I grumbled.
“Well, in a way you do,” Rowan said with a chuckle.
“I just need to know he's alive.”
He shifted and pressed a kiss against my temple. “Caelan is a stubborn old bastard, and he's a Lord. If he was dead, we would have known earlier.”
I reached over for my cell. “Are you sure?”
“You're my mate.” He rolled over and pinned me against the mattress. “But more important than that, you're my Evie. You wouldn't be who you are if you weren't worried about him.”
He pressed a kiss to my lips. “Text your ex, weirdo.”
I laughed. “Fine.”
Caelan responded almost immediately.
All good, flower girl. I'm tougher than I look.
I closed my eyes and exhaled. “He's okay.”
“Told you,” Rowan said smugly. “Pretty sure the only one able to kill the stubborn old goat is you.”
I smacked him lightly on the chest. “If he dies, you'll have another Lord vacancy to fill.”
“Yeah, those are a real bitch.” He snorted. “Though Garrett is the obvious next choice.”
“He doesn't want it.”
“The best Lords don't.”
He gathered me in his arms and pulled me close. “Get some rest. I have a feeling our next few weeks might be more eventful than we're prepared for.”