“You have to stop touching me if you want me to be able to talk like a semi-intelligent person.”

“Then I suppose you will just have to be unintelligent because I can never stop touching you.”

Cassie groaned, but finally gathered her thoughts into a coherent sentence. “It means to get pregnant.”

The idea of Cassie pregnant with his child flashed through his mind and he was surprised to find that it was a very welcome idea.

Cassie’s eye’s met his and widened.

“You caught that?” He asked her.

She nodded. “Trik, I’m not going to be ready for children for a while.”

Trik took one of his hands from her back and pushed her hair way from her face and then rested his hand on the nape of her neck. “That is fine, we have plenty of time for that. Besides we will need lots of practice.”

Cassie laughed. “You are such a guy.” She rolled off of him, needing to put some space between their bodies.

“What does that mean?” He asked her as he moved to his side and propped himself up on his hand.

“It means you are like all guys,” she told him as heat rose on her skin.

Trik cocked his head to the side. “Meaning?”

Cassie groaned as she looked up at his ceiling. “Meaning you like sex, a lot.”

Trik laughed. “What male doesn’t and if he doesn’t it’s because he’s doing it wrong.”

Cassie grabbed a pillow and hit him in the head with it. “Not a smart thing to say to your, your…” Cassie wasn’t sure what to call herself.

“My Chosen Cassandra, you are my Chosen.”

“Fine, Chosen. You should not admit to enjoying sex when it isn’t with me.”

“We need to get off of this bed and out of this room if you are going to start talking about us making love.” Trik jumped up and grabbed Cassie’s hand pulling her with him.

“Where are we going?”

“Don’t you need to be home soon?” He asked her.

Cassie pulled her phone from her back pocket and looked at the time.

“Crap,” she muttered. “I’m ten minutes late.”

He began to pull her towards the mirror but she stopped.

“We can’t just show up in my room.”

Trik rolled his eyes. “I’m not an amateur at sneaking around, Cassie. We will go into your room and then I will get us down to your front door.”

“Oh, right. I knew that.” He began to pull her again and this time she allowed him to.

~

Elora stood in the kitchen with her mom. She had left the party as soon as Trik and Cassie had disappeared through Todd’s window. She had called Cassie’s phone twenty times trying to make sure that she was alright and still she had heard nothing from her best friend.

“What the hell, Lisa, why isn’t she answering her phone?”

Her mom replied. “He won’t hurt her.”

“You did not see how angry he was. He nearly killed Todd.” Elora slammed her hand down on the counter. “You need to call the Queen Bee and tell her to do something.”

Lisa laughed. “Yeah, like she would just do something because I told her so.”

“Do you have a way to get in touch with her?” Elora asked.

“Yes, she has a cell phone, believe it or not.”

“So what are you waiting for, the elf apocalypse caused by the ass himself?”

“Elora, please quit being so dramatic. It’s so unlike you.” Lisa shook her head at her daughter.

“Dramatic? Seriously mother,” Lisa’s head snapped around, she knew Elora was upset because she only called her that when she was livid, “my best friend was abducted by a crazy ass, quiver carrying, too good looking for the health of women everywhere, dark elf assassin and you think I’m being dramatic.”

Lisa’s brow rose as her eyes widened. “He carries a quiver?”

“UGH!” Elora groaned. “That’s all you have to say?”

“Well you have to admit that is an interesting tidbit.”

“Why are you so calm about this?”

“Because I know that he won’t hurt her,” Lisa said again for the hundredth time.

“Okay, I hear that you are saying that you do not think he will hurt her. However, the evidence against his ability to stay in control is quite damning. So I would like to just lay out there, just as a suggestion, that maybe we should not trust the dark elf assassin who nearly killed my friend’s date.”

Lisa stared at her daughter as she picked up her cell phone and dialed a number.

“Syndra, I’m sorry to bother you but I have a little problem.” Lisa held up her hand when Elora started to speak.

“Would I be correct in assuming that this problem has to do with a certain dark elf and your daughter’s best friend?” Syndra asked.

“You would be correct,” Lisa agreed. “Elora has told me that Trik showed up at a party where she, Cassie, and their dates were.”

“Cassie was out on a date with a male?” Syndra’s voice was full of concern.

“Is that a bad thing?” Lisa asked.

“The males of our race are very possessive of their Chosen. And because of the nature of the dark elf, they take that possessiveness to a whole new level. Did he kill the boy?”

“No, but according to Elora it was a close call.”

There was a pause and Lisa waited for the Elf Queen to speak. When she finally did the voice came from behind her.