Dark Desires After Dusk (Immortals After Dark #6)(79)

Holly wanted him to take her. Completely. He was humbled by that, yet at the same time, he knew he couldn’t. Even if he didn’t trade her to Groot for the sword, the fact remained that Cade had deceived her over and over. He’d already done more than she’d likely forgive, done more than enough to earn her hatred. Taking her virginity under these circumstances struck even him as wrong.

And he wanted more than merely sex from her. He wanted everything. Claiming her should be the beginning of something more—not a guilty, fleeting act.

Cade shook himself, and began searching the cabin high and low, checking the two closets and few cabinets. He crossed to the fireplace. Up the chimney was about the only place he hadn’t looked. He crouched beside the opening, reaching up blindly—

And felt folded, waxed paper attached to the chimney flue. He pulled it free.

A map to Groot’s fortress.

They could start for the sorcerer’s today. Holly would surely want to, fearing the approaching transition. But Cade needed to buy R?k time.

And even if R?k failed, every second Cade could stall would allow her to transition more fully to immortal, gaining strength, and losing vulnerability.

Deciding to hide the map, he tucked it into his coat pocket—

“What you got there?”

She was right behind him. After the slightest hesitation, he said, “A map to Groot’s.”

“So when do we leave?”

“We still have almost two weeks to get there. Maybe we should stay put for a day or two to rest up from the drive.”

“Okay,” she answered, surprising him. “I’d love to have a bath.”

He ran a hand over his mouth.

*

Though Cadeon had been so gung-ho to get up here, now he was dragging his feet to begin the final leg. But Holly was fine with staying at the adorable cabin.

In a closet, she’d found thick quilts, clean bedding, and a fur hearthrug neatly stored in bags. Once she got everything arranged to her liking, it’d be perfect.

After he’d brought in their kerosene lantern and supplies, he’d set off to chop firewood. He’d collected just enough to start heating her bathwater and warming the cabin for her, then returned to cut more for the night.

As Holly unpacked their gear and food, she gazed out the window at him, losing track of time. As she watched the magnificent male laboring in the snow, she felt a pang. She loved the way he moved, with such surety and presence. Now that she knew every inch of his body, she appreciated it more than she ever had.

Holly wanted all of him, but he refused to give in. He’d called himself her demon. But he wasn’t, not yet.

Want. She wished she had someone to talk to about all this, someone to ask—

She frowned when her sat-phone began to ring. The only one who knew the number was Cadeon, and she could still see him outside. “Hello?” she answered.

“You wanted to speak with me?” N?x asked.

“How did you— Scratch that. Do you know where I am?”

“I know it’s snowy and cold. Perfect for snuggling up with your demon. Have you decided if you’ll keep him? Or is he too big to be an inside demon?”

Holly sighed. “I like being with him, and I think I do want to keep him. But that means I would have to keep my immortality.”

Unfortunately, if she remained a Valkyrie, she remained the Vessel. And events like the Laughing Lady Bridge would continue to happen.

“And which way are you leaning?”

To be with Cadeon . . . “I think I’m sticking with the program.”

“I knew you’d succumb to peer pressure! A good thing, too. Since you’ve already completed the transition.”

Holly had suspected as much for days. “But how does this affect your deal with Groot? Cadeon will still get his sword, right?”

“Of course. So when should Auntie N?x be expecting a little vamon from you two?”

“Vamon—oh, I get it. A Valkyrie and a demon. Ha-ha. Don’t hold your breath. He won’t . . . well, he refuses to have sex with me.”

“Why on earth? That doesn’t sound like Cadeon, at all.”

Holly glared at that. “He doesn’t want to attempt me, to bring out the demon full force.”

“Yes, but what do you want? Listen to your instinct. What is it telling you?”

Again, she gazed out the window at him. Want! “It’s not telling me anything—it’s screaming for me to be with him. But it’s not like I’m on the pill. And he can’t exactly run up to the gas station for condoms.”

She was already late with her period, doubtless because of stress, so she wouldn’t be ovulating. Right? She’d even double-checked online. She didn’t think it possible she’d get pregnant, but if it happened . . .

“Would it be so bad to have a baby vamon?”

At first, the idea had struck Holly as out of left field, but the more she thought about it, the more comfortable she became.

Why should Holly possess all this strength and have no one to protect? Why control her family’s fortune and have no one to share it with?

The idea of waiting until certain life events had transpired before having a child no longer applied. She was going to live potentially forever. If she wanted to undertake something exhaustive and demanding for herself, she could do it in eighteen or nineteen years as easily as she could now.