Mystical Seduction: full-length sensual paranormal romance (The Protectors) by McFalls Dorothy

Author:McFalls, Dorothy [McFalls, Dorothy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barking Dog Press
Published: 2012-07-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“It’s too late,” Ballou said, though his lips didn’t move. He came from a race of telepathic warriors and lived too much of his life in his thoughts. The ability to speak aloud was quickly becoming lost to his kind. “He’s found his mate. Coupled with her again. His seed is surely growing in her womb as we speak.”

“The royal seed,” Prince Manelin added. He drummed his fingers on the arm of the white leather wingback chair. His gaze turned to the wall of windows in his rented penthouse apartment that overlooked the Chicago skyline. He hated living with the humans. The sooner Ballou succeeded, the sooner Manelin could escape the metal and steel city that smelled like a graveyard.

It wasn’t exactly regicide, Manelin reminded himself. The Lion had been created, transformed from one creature to another to suit the laws of the royal sages. The bastard hadn’t been born of royal blood nor reared to inherit the throne.

“What happened this time?” Manelin asked, growing tired of the whole affair. “Why isn’t the bastard dead? I thought you’d told me that you’d killed him.”

The Lion didn’t want the throne. He’d run away from his destiny. Run back to earth. The fool.

The crown and throne should belong to Manelin by now.

King Manelin, ruler of the mystical realm. The title had a predestined ring to it.

The laws regarding these things were impossible. As long as the Lion or his progeny lived, Manelin was blocked from taking the throne, the crown, or the title. Even though the Lion had turned his back on his position, even though he refused to be king leaving all the heavy-lifting to Manelin, it was the Lion who was still considered leader of the mystical realm.

The Lion. He was a middling coward who Manelin should have taken care of years ago.

The Protectors were inferior creatures. They knew so little about themselves or their destinies. They were as dense as the diamond-studded stones hidden behind the mystical golden waterfalls. How could one of them have been chosen as supreme ruler in the first place?

“It was the girl,” Ballou said. “Joining with her must have bolstered the Lion’s powers. I shot him last night in the alleyway behind his bar. He should have died. He deserved to die.” His face grew flushed with emotion. “He was fucking her next to the dumpster. Like she was a whore. Today he had her naked in the middle of his nightclub.”

He drew a long, unsteady breath. And then—amazingly—spoke out loud, “How could he treat her like that?”

“He is the king. Everyone is below him…even her,” Manelin said with the flick of his wrist. But this turn of events had him worried.

The sages had warned that the king would find his mate and return stronger and more powerful than ever. This had to stop, or else Manelin would never win the throne. And being chosen as second in line never had sat well with him.

Manelin was a faerie. And the fey were second to no one, especially not to a creature that was lowlier than a dog.

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