Winter's Knight

Chapter Six: Not On My Rug!

I flung a vase at the wall when I discovered my inner circle was nothing but a rats nest. My little kitten wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her head on my back. I looked over my shoulder at her. Her eyes full of love and worry for me. I sighed and turned to pull her into my chest. "What's wrong?" She asked with a soft, soothing tone. I smiled at her. "Don't worry about it love." "If that's the case then I have a request." "And what would that be." She stood on her tiptoes and kissed my lips. Gods I love this female. "I want to go clubbing." "As you wish." We made love before we got ready as my condition to her request. Not that she would refuse. My female was insatiable. She dressed in a rainbow, lightening strike, patterned body con suit that was mostly blue. It had short sleeves and a hood. The back barely covered her ass, making me cringe while the front had a deep V cut that ran down to her navel. Males would ogle her to no end but a smile planted itself on my lips with one thought. I get to f**k her while they get to drool and pine for a woman they can never have. To top off her attire, she put on blue, teal, and green iridescent f**k me heels. She did her makeup in a fading blue color with an Egyptian cat eye design and covered her face in gems. She looked stunning. I dressed in dark jeans with a button down white shirt that fit me like a second skin and slicked back my hair. We left the house, making our way to the cities hottest night club, Zero Gravity. I led her in and watched as she made her way to the dance floor. I watched her dance to her hearts content. She swayed effortlessly to the music as people stopped to watch her. She really was captivating. Her outfit shined under the black light and she twirled around dance floor, owning it. She looked so happy. I smiled. "She's lovely." A familiar voice sounded over the music. I sighed. "I thought I told you not to get near me." "I really am sorry. I truly mean it this time." "Natasha." I warned. She raised her hands. "I'm here on business. Nothing more, I promise. There's a human male leader who's been ruffing up his wife and daughter. It's pretty bad. The intel we've gathered is that he plans to auction his daughter off to the highest bidder as soon as she's had her first period." "Why come to me?" She sighed. "We can't get involved." "Why not?" She shrugged and rolled her eyes. "Something about human laws. Will you help or not?" She tapped her foot. "Of course we will." Winter's voice startled her. "Ah, the young Jakoby mistress." She bowed respectfully to my wife. "I know how it feels to be beaten and sold. By my own father." Natasha's eyes lit up. "Sadly we can't be involved either. But Cyrunia can." Natasha's eyes widened. "That lunatic Vampiress?" My cunning mate smiled and nodded. "Who better?" She bit her lip nervously. "I've launched a coupe against my father. He has become increasingly unstable and violent towards mother. That's why I myself, can't be implicated." I sighed. "I knew that old bird was bonkers." "I realized the only reason I wanted you was because of him. And for that I'm sorry for all the grief." We all shook hands. That explained Natasha's neurotic behavior. "I'll send Cyrunia the address along with this recording." "You've been recording us?" Natasha huffed and quirked a brow. "Mhm." I chuckled at the woman. "And done. Now all we do is wait." She thanked us and left. "Odd she didn't go to Runa first. And yet she wasn't lying." "Yea. I got that feeling too." I said as I threw my shot back, then the chaser. "Ready to go?" "Yup. Besides, we have a rat problem don't we?" I smiled at her as we headed home. When we got back I summoned all the men. "A little birdie has informed me that we have a rat among us. So I've devised a little game. I would like you all to sit please." They all sat in the chairs I had put out. I snapped my fingers and a team of "doctors" ran out, strapping all the men to their chairs and setting up polygraph equipment. Next I had guns rigged to their chairs. Some protested while some understood. "I like to call this, Truth Russian Roulette. You see, I'm going to ask you all the same question. Are you the rat? You have two seconds to answer or I'll kill you myself." I was about to continue when my ever so loving wife interrupted my fun. "Not on my Persian rug you're not." Winter was standing in the door way, looking sexy as ever, but still. I whined a bit which earned me some chuckles from the men I knew already were truly loyal. "Honey." "No. Move the carpet, then play with your friends." She snapped her fingers while rolling her hand. She walked off and I sighed. "I'll just buy a new one." I called after her. "I SAID MOVE THE f*****g CARPET!" She was becoming moody lately. "You heard her." A few maids moved the carpet. "I moved it!" I shouted. "Good!" I looked around the room at the men. "Now, where was I. Ah yes. The game is simple. Lie to me and the spike on the monitor will cause the trigger mechanism to fire an enchanted bullet into your head. Should you live, I'll feed you to the Feral we keep in the basement." They all blanched at the mention of the Feral. And with good reason. I made it around to three men before I came upon the one I knew was one of the rats. "Are you the," I was cut off mid sentence when he spit in my face. "Feed him to the Feral." Before I could turn around the other confessed. "Please Leo. I'll tell you everything." I freed all the others and kept this one tied. "Talk." An hour later I was crawling into bed with Winter, snuggling her close to me. "You better not have messed up my carpet." She half said, half yawned. "I didn't baby, I promise. Turns out my uncle has been planning this from the very being." "Honey, we'll talk in the morning. I have to be up early." "What for?" "It's a surprise", was the only answer I received before the sound of soft snoring filled the room. I kissed her head and went to sleep. Tomorrow was to be a very busy day for everyone. My uncle was coming for a visit.