A Bevin Hero [The O'Hagan Way 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) by Joyee Flynn Read Free Book Online Page B

margays, educating vampires about the true effects and dangers of not being prepared for the rush. I can’t outlaw direct biting besides mates, because that wouldn’t even have helped us here. That extra aggression you guys feel seems to have been half the problem.
    “Plus, I’m a pain in the ass. Not a bastard. It’s none of my business what people do in their bed as long as no one’s getting hurt. So I want that made clear and you both will be in charge of teaching this coven and any other covens who want advisors. Maybe even require them all to go through a seminar.”
    “Aye, we will do that. Of course,” Ronan agreed.
    Rylan nodded and then narrowed his eyes at my mates. “And lastly, you’re not allowed to be alone with Bevin until I say otherwise. You swore not to bite him and I will leave that up to him if he changes his mind. But until I feel you can control yourselves around him and drink from him if he wishes without worrying for his safety you’re not to be alone with him. This is non-negotiable. Am I crystal fucking clear?”
    “Aye,” they both whispered.
    “My King, I ask that you at least let me choose the guard,” I said quietly. “If they are to see every aspect of my alone time with my mates, I would beg that it be someone I was comfortable with.”
    “You’ll need more than one,” Rylan replied with a nod. “But no vampires. Until we’ve cleared that there were no other traitors in the coven, I don’t want your only line of defense against your mates stepping over the line potentially someone who wants to cause you harm.”
    “As you wish, my King.” I sighed in relief. That was way better than executing them. It was just a fucking accident after all. Granted, a really big one, but welcome to life… Shit happens.
    “Anyone else have anything to say before I finalize my sentencing?” Rylan asked, looking exhausted and ready for a nap.
    Desmond and Elena Marius moved closer, each putting a supportive hand on Ma’s shoulder. “Only that we have contacts on all the High Councils that have covens with margays in them, King Rylan,” Desmond said. “We will make sure they all know about the situation and the severity of the consequences. No one wants another accident to happen.”
    “Good, thank you. I appreciate that. Fine. Sentencing over.” Rylan stood and stretched. “Alright, everyone, thank you for coming. The palace is still on lockdown until we handle the issue of the traitor. I’d ask the key players in the next discussion with Bevin please join us for dinner.” He glanced at me then. “In an hour? That should give you time to shower, change, take a break after what you’ve been through. Then we’ll make sure you eat and get some good sleep.”
    “That sounds great,” I admitted. I started to get up, but after being in that position for so long after how tired I’d been, I started to fall right back over. Instantly I was in Rian’s arms, him having been the closer of the two. “Thank you.”
    “Thank ya ,” he breathed. “Ya saved us, and after what we did to ya, I’m not sure we can ever thank ya.”
    I nodded as I thought about it. “Just be patient with me. I’m not sure I’m okay with being alone with you both yet or letting you bite me ever again. I don’t want you dead or to deny you. I’m just scared.”
    “We understand,” Ronan said, giving me a sad smile as grief swam in his eyes. “Can we help ya to ya room?”
    “I’d like that.” I glanced at Rylan and nodded to their shackles.
    “Right, release them. Any fae who’s willing to be Bevin’s constant protection, no matter where he is or what he’s doing, please step forward. Vega and one more always need to be at his door or shadowing him if he’s not safely in his room.”
    “Did I at least tell you who the traitor was?” I asked Rylan. He held out his hand and helped me up. I kept my voice low so only he and maybe the other margays and wolves in the room would hear me. The