Chapter 62

Kane's POV:

I send Willow up to the apartment, give the Gammas orders to set up a extra guard rotations, and then try to mind link my mother. I haven’t spoken to her in days, but she is blocking me – no doubt pissed at me for throwing her mate in the dungeon. “James.” I turn to my butler. “See if you can find my mother. I need to talk to her.”

“She’s in the dungeons with Bismarck, your majesty.”

“Of course she is. Okay. You should get some rest too.”

He bows and leaves. Off to do whatever it is a butler does.

I’m exhausted, and it feels as if an off-key marching band is hammering out a melody against my skull. The pills I gave to Willow when she had her concussion are up in my room – I used to carry them on me at all times, but I forgot about the crippling headaches I used to get before she came into my life.

Smiling at the memory of that first day, the way she let her inhibitions go and almost tried to inhale me feet and all. The way she looked at me, tempting Dario to the surfa