Puca caught Lola in his arms as Erik pushed her into the cell. Glaring at the unseelie king and seelie queen as the locked clicked shut.
“He won’t be a problem much longer.” Erik said as he straightened his shirt, his features returning to normal. Taking a deep breath, he smiled softly at Lola, “Be glad I’m giving you this time. Not many would get it. If you had just agreed with me…” He said, trailing off as he pressed his lips together.
“What a pity.” Callie pouted as she eyed the two. “He did have a choice, and he chose to stay with her. She reminds me so much of her mother, that spirit that she has.”
“That she does. Why don’t you join me for a drink?” Erik said, turning away from them. Callie took a moment to watch the tender way that Puca held Lola in his arms. She bit her lower lip
