Upon reaching the palace, Lazarus sent Emma to the bedchamber. When they were in the antechamber, he said, "I have to look into a few things, Emma." He kissed her temple. "Stay in your room and don't come out."
"Why?" she asked with doubts crossing her face.
He took a deep sigh. "I have a feeling that the problem of finding the culprit behind sucking the humans dry may be lurking in the palace."
Emma's body shuddered. "That is horrible."
He cupped her cheeks with his hands. "You don't have to worry. No one dares to come next to you because they are going to face my wrath after that."
She smiled softly. "I know. I have full faith in my mate."
He gave her a tender look and then placed a chaste kiss on her lips. "I know what you are doing right now," he said, brushing her lips.
"What?" she asked, lifting her chin with the smile intact.
