Devoured by Darkness (Guardians of Eternity #7)(102)

Jaelyn looked far from satisfied. In fact, she seemed downright pissy.

“The Sylvermyst belongs to me.”

“You say the most charming things, vampire,” Ariyal mocked, his eyes glowing with a sudden burst of power as he reached to clamp a hand around Jaelyn’s arm.

The female vampire hissed in fury, but before any of them could react, the Sylvermyst had formed a portal and with a smooth motion disappeared into the shimmering void, hauling Jaelyn in with him.

And just like that, they were both gone.

Tane and Laylah exchanged shocked glances.

“Gods,” Laylah breathed. “I didn’t know it was possible for a fey to create a portal so quickly.”

The muscle in Tane’s jaw knotted, his body humming with a frustrated fury.

“Ariyal is no common fey,” he bit out, the words clearly not a compliment. “Dammit. That’s the second time I’ve allowed my guard to slip and the second time that Jaelyn has been forced to pay for my stupidity.”

She placed a comforting hand on his cheek. “There was nothing you could have done.”

His lips parted to argue. Alpha males were always eager to take the blame when they failed to protect another. But before he could assure her that he should have done something ridiculously impossible and heroic, the baby in her arms stirred, his plaintive cry warning that he was cold and no doubt hungry.

“Tane, we can’t rescue Jaelyn without help. And we can’t forget that Sergei still has the other child.” she pointed out softly. “The quicker we can get word to start searching for all of them the better.”

His jaw remained clenched, but eventually he gave a grudging nod.

“You’re right.” He briefly laid his cheek on the top of her head, his arm tucking her and the baby close to his chest. “It’s time to call in the cavalry.”

She snuggled closer. “Let’s go home.”

Chapter 24

Two Weeks Later

As it turned out, they didn’t go home. Instead Styx invited them to join him and Darcy in his lair.

Well, invited wasn’t exactly the word she would use. It was more of a polite you-can-stay-here-of-your-own-free-will-or-I’ll-toss-you-in-the-dungeon kind of deal. Understandable, of course.

Not only was her son the supposed creation of the Dark Lord, but half the demon world was hoping to get their greedy hands on him.

And in truth, she didn’t mind.

As much as she would love to have a secluded, private lair with only Tane and Maluhia as company, she’d found comfort in being surrounded by the odd collection of vampires and their mates who filled the elegant mansion.

She’d been isolated for her entire life. Now she had a mate, a son, and countless friends who filled her heart with joy.

It was more than she ever dreamed possible.

Lying in the bed that was as large as a football field, Laylah stretched as she sensed Tane stepping into the private rooms that were nestled deep beneath the estate.

He had left nearly an hour before to meet with Styx and several of his brothers in a private powwow that Laylah was happy to skip. So far there’d been no trace found of Jaelyn and the Sylvermyst. Or of Sergei. Worse, the efforts to discover just how the missing child could be used to open the veil between worlds had turned up jack squat.

Which made for a very grumpy vampire clan.

Being in a closed room for hours on end with the frustrated warriors was enough to give her a headache.

Scooting up to lean against the carved headboard, Laylah smiled as she heard Tane opening the adjoining door to check on the baby.

She hadn’t been surprised to discover Tane was a devoted, overly protective father. It was one of the many reasons she loved him with such ferocity.

But she’d been stunned by the reaction of the various creatures who were constant visitors to the Anasso’s lair.

Perhaps she shouldn’t have been. After all, babies were rare among demons, especially pureblooded Weres. And nonexistent to vampires.

Maluhia was an unexpected treat.

Still, nothing could have prepared her for the sight of massive warriors dressed in leather cradling the baby with exquisite care. Or the buzz of excitement among Darcy and her friends when Laylah brought Maluhia to the public rooms.

He was going to be spoiled rotten if she didn’t take care.

A smile curved her lips as the door was pushed open and Tane crossed the room decorated in shades of green and cream with heavy furniture from the early Colonial period.

As always the sight of him made her heart flutter and her palms sweat.

Mmmm. He was yummy.

Savoring the sight of his broad, bare chest and the khaki shorts that rode low on his slender hips, Laylah was nearly purring by the time he climbed onto the bed with her and tugged her into his arms.

She would never, ever get enough of her beautiful mate.

“Maluhia?” she asked as he nuzzled her temple.

“Sleeping like a baby,” he assured her. “And no wonder. The poor thing has been passed around like a soccer ball in the World Cup.”

She chuckled at his disgruntled tone, planting a kiss on his upper chest.

“You’re just mad because you haven’t got to hold him in the past few nights.”

“He is my son.”

“And you’re a wonderful father, but as we’ve discovered a baby is a beloved treasure to vampires.” She tilted back her head to meet his honey gaze. “Besides, Maluhia is enchanting. Who could resist the temptation to cuddle him?”