Sweet Temptation (The Sweet Trilogy #4)(90)

I’m sorry, what? “Kope?”

Her eyes dart about like she wants to run. “Yeah. Um. I figured it might be safe to call him for information. I didn’t ask him to come. I didn’t have any idea the sons of Thamuz were going to attack me. I was only planning to meet with the son of Shax to see if he was an ally. But I guess Kope was worried and came to make sure I was okay, and he showed up just in time. He went sort of crazy and beat the crap out of them.”

I can see the worry on her face, that I might get jealous, but I’m not jealous of Kope anymore. I know there’s nothing between them except friendship. However, my foolish pride makes me hate the fact that she had to ring another person for help while I had no clue what was happening. And I hate that Anna charges into these dangerous situations with no thought for her safety. She’s still too trusting.

I rub my face hard as exhaustion hits me.

“I can’t . . . I just . . . Anna, swear you’ll never engage another Neph like that. You’re bloody lucky Kope showed! God, what would I do? Look at you!” I move her hair aside and look at her back.

Her shoulder blade is swollen and purpled. I want to vomit, remembering how she’d yelped when I pushed her against the wall. “I’d no clue you were injured. I was too rough. . . .”

She takes my hand and angles herself so I can’t see it. “I’m okay. I swear. You had to be rough. It was more convincing that way.”

But I don’t hear her. I’m too busy picturing the evil sons of the Duke of Murder manhandling her. “I’ll kill them.”

Anna shushes me and pulls me back down until we’re lying close, facing each other.

“If it makes you feel any better,” she says, “I zapped one of them pretty good.”

“You did what?”

She points at the torch on the ground by the door. “It’s a stun gun.”

I chuckle at the thought of this, and Anna gives a small smile. We can’t stay in this hotel room long, but for now, Anna is safe, and Kope nearly beat the sons of Thamuz to death. I let myself picture it, and I feel a bit better.

We dodged a bullet tonight, but we’re not out of the dark yet. What happened tonight was only a temporary fix on a major problem. Father and the others will come looking for Anna eventually, and when they do, the true darkness will show itself. For now, I will hold her close.

CHAPTER THIRTY

Blake and the Twins

“Bright and early for the daily races, going nowhere, going nowhere . . .

I wanna drown my sorrow, no tomorrow, no tomorrow.”

—“Mad World” by Michael Andrews, featuring Gary Jules

I don’t want to leave Anna. Not when I know she’s being sought by madmen, and they’ve already laid hands on her once. I will never rest when she’s out of my sight. I trust that her father is working on a plan, but he’s MIA and Anna’s not sure where to turn next.

Too much has happened in the short time since she was in California. She tells me about her strange interactions with the son of Duke Shax, named Marek, and the daughter of Duke Jezebet, named Caterina. I don’t trust them. We know Caterina is not on our side—she was the one who told the Dukes that Flynn was lying, which led to his death. Marek is a wild card.

Anna’s mobile rings, and when she sees it’s Marna, she begins trembling. I’ve no clue why the sight of her friend’s name would cause her to go pale. But the way she looks up at me tells me something big is going on.

On the other end of the line, Marna is equally distraught. “Anna. She’s still not back and she won’t answer her phone. It’s been more than a day, and I’m too scared to wait any longer. I’m going to her.”

Who’s she going on about? Ginger? I move closer, trying to figure out what’s happening.

“Are there any Dukes in California?” Anna asks me. “Blake’s dad?”

I shake my head. “All the Dukes should be back in their respective areas,” I say. “What’s going on?”

“Is that Kai?” Marna asks. “What’s he doing there?”

“Yes, it’s him,” Anna tells her. She puts the phone to her shoulder and looks at me. “Can you call Blake and see if he answers? We think Ginger’s with him.”

What? That makes no sense. They’d never be so stupid.

I dial Blake and leave him a message telling him to ring me back straightaway.

“I’m going to meet you there,” Anna tells Marna. “I think it’s going to take more than just you to break the two of them apart.”

Wait just a damn minute. They’re going to Santa Barbara?

“I’m going,” I say.

Anna doesn’t argue. She hangs up with Marna and buys tickets, then gets her things together in a rush. Her lips are pursed and there’s obvious sadness in her eyes. Whatever’s going on, she doesn’t want to talk about it, but I need to know.

“Did Gin go mad when she found out Blake’s engaged?” I ask.

She stops and chews the inside of her lip for a second before standing to face me.

“She was upset about that, but it’s not what sent her over the edge.”

“So what did?” What on earth could possibly cause Gin to leave her sister and do something as reckless as shack up with another Neph?