“ Kalick ?”
“Death Sentence,” Poe supplied with an intrigued look. He dropped his feet off the desk, stood, and walked over to Scarlet, getting so close that she had to tilt her head up to look at him.
She heard a soft growl and glanced around the room for a dog. “You have a dog here, too?”
Archer looked embarrassed, and Poe started to laugh at her question. “I’m sure he prefers the term wolf. Isn’t that so, Arch?”
“But of course, Your Highness.” Archer made a mock bow from the waist.
Poe stiffened and stepped away.
Scarlet was confused by the undercurrent. “Look, I don’t know what’s going on and I don’t care. All I want right now is a shower and a bed.”
“It’s nothing more than banter between old friends.” Poe quirked a brow. “And before we can let you rest, I need to know what you did to earn the Kalick . They aren’t enforced often.”
“She’s a pyro. Untrained, and unaware of the Eternal before now.” Archer supplied.
“Oh, my…” Poe gave her another predatory look up and down. “I thought they were almost always redheads. Do you color your hair?”
Scarlet had opened her mouth to tell him to go to hell when he continued.
“There is a way I could find out for sure.” His accompanying grin was lascivious.
Scarlet gasped. She’d show him the color red with the mark she’d leave on his smug face with the flat of her hand.
“That’s enough, Poe!” Archer stepped between them. “Scarlet is under my protection, so make sure you behave yourself. Why are you at reception anyway—where is Zane?”
“Zane’s on a BeeBee. I offered to watch the front for him.”
“A beebee?” Scarlet asked. Being around these two was like having to listen to a foreign language she didn’t understand a word of.
“A blood break. He was hungry,” Poe explained.
Scarlet took a moment to process that before she started laughing. “Now you are saying there are werewolves, and vampires. You are all insane.”
Poe moved in a blur. He was around Archer, and before the Lycan could react, Poe had Scarlet in his arms, bent back with her neck exposed. His fangs had lengthened, and he had the inch-long weapons poised over her neck.
“Still think we are insane?” he lisped around the fangs.
Scarlet felt herself starting to freak out. The vampire’s eyes were glowing a deep blood red, and his grip on her was tight, so tight she couldn’t move. She struggled against him anyway.
“I could drain you right now, Pyro, and I’m sure your blood would taste delicious.”
“Let her go.” Archer’s voice was a low, warning growl.
“I’m sure you would like it. My bite can be…orgasmic.” His breath tickled her neck, causing shivers to race along her skin.
Poe’s braids whipped her face, and Scarlet landed on her backside as he was pulled off her with force. She watched as Poe’s back hit the wall and he slid down to sit on the floor, laughing so hard he had to hold his sides.
“It’s not funny.” Archer stood over him, fists clenching and unclenching.
Scarlet stared in awe at Archer. The tips of his fingers had four-inch claws on them and he looked bigger.
Did he get bigger? Claws?
“Yes, my pointy-eared friend. I am,” Poe said between chuckles.
Scarlet sucked in a breath. His back was to her, but Poe was right, Archer’s ears were longer, much longer, and pointed and the tips tufted with…fur?
His shoulder heaved with the deep breaths he was dragging in.
“It’s too close to the full moon for you to pull stunts like that, asshole. Did you want me to rip you open and eat your heart?”
Poe stood and shrugged. “I’d give you a belly ache, but I was trying to prove a point. I’m pretty sure it worked.” He pinned Scarlet with his red-eyed stare. “No one here is insane, little Pyro, and the sooner you realize that, the easier it will be for us to protect you.”
She watched, fascinated as he formed words around his fangs. “Remember the boogie man
“Death Sentence,” Poe supplied with an intrigued look. He dropped his feet off the desk, stood, and walked over to Scarlet, getting so close that she had to tilt her head up to look at him.
She heard a soft growl and glanced around the room for a dog. “You have a dog here, too?”
Archer looked embarrassed, and Poe started to laugh at her question. “I’m sure he prefers the term wolf. Isn’t that so, Arch?”
“But of course, Your Highness.” Archer made a mock bow from the waist.
Poe stiffened and stepped away.
Scarlet was confused by the undercurrent. “Look, I don’t know what’s going on and I don’t care. All I want right now is a shower and a bed.”
“It’s nothing more than banter between old friends.” Poe quirked a brow. “And before we can let you rest, I need to know what you did to earn the Kalick . They aren’t enforced often.”
“She’s a pyro. Untrained, and unaware of the Eternal before now.” Archer supplied.
“Oh, my…” Poe gave her another predatory look up and down. “I thought they were almost always redheads. Do you color your hair?”
Scarlet had opened her mouth to tell him to go to hell when he continued.
“There is a way I could find out for sure.” His accompanying grin was lascivious.
Scarlet gasped. She’d show him the color red with the mark she’d leave on his smug face with the flat of her hand.
“That’s enough, Poe!” Archer stepped between them. “Scarlet is under my protection, so make sure you behave yourself. Why are you at reception anyway—where is Zane?”
“Zane’s on a BeeBee. I offered to watch the front for him.”
“A beebee?” Scarlet asked. Being around these two was like having to listen to a foreign language she didn’t understand a word of.
“A blood break. He was hungry,” Poe explained.
Scarlet took a moment to process that before she started laughing. “Now you are saying there are werewolves, and vampires. You are all insane.”
Poe moved in a blur. He was around Archer, and before the Lycan could react, Poe had Scarlet in his arms, bent back with her neck exposed. His fangs had lengthened, and he had the inch-long weapons poised over her neck.
“Still think we are insane?” he lisped around the fangs.
Scarlet felt herself starting to freak out. The vampire’s eyes were glowing a deep blood red, and his grip on her was tight, so tight she couldn’t move. She struggled against him anyway.
“I could drain you right now, Pyro, and I’m sure your blood would taste delicious.”
“Let her go.” Archer’s voice was a low, warning growl.
“I’m sure you would like it. My bite can be…orgasmic.” His breath tickled her neck, causing shivers to race along her skin.
Poe’s braids whipped her face, and Scarlet landed on her backside as he was pulled off her with force. She watched as Poe’s back hit the wall and he slid down to sit on the floor, laughing so hard he had to hold his sides.
“It’s not funny.” Archer stood over him, fists clenching and unclenching.
Scarlet stared in awe at Archer. The tips of his fingers had four-inch claws on them and he looked bigger.
Did he get bigger? Claws?
“Yes, my pointy-eared friend. I am,” Poe said between chuckles.
Scarlet sucked in a breath. His back was to her, but Poe was right, Archer’s ears were longer, much longer, and pointed and the tips tufted with…fur?
His shoulder heaved with the deep breaths he was dragging in.
“It’s too close to the full moon for you to pull stunts like that, asshole. Did you want me to rip you open and eat your heart?”
Poe stood and shrugged. “I’d give you a belly ache, but I was trying to prove a point. I’m pretty sure it worked.” He pinned Scarlet with his red-eyed stare. “No one here is insane, little Pyro, and the sooner you realize that, the easier it will be for us to protect you.”
She watched, fascinated as he formed words around his fangs. “Remember the boogie man
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