Page 56 of Psycho Gods

Jax and Malum shouted the plan’s directions to all the soldiers.

“Can I have a second coffee?” I held out the empty cup to Orion as Luka checked my earpiece.

“No.” Scorpius seemed to appear out of nowhere. “Take that pipe out of your mouth or I’ll rip it out.”

Sometimes I thought the blind king was calmer and more approachable than Malum. Other times, he was abrasive and cruel. Scathing.

Like a bad trip.

Luka moved with a blur and pushed me behind him, darkness glimmering around him.

“Don’t speak to her like that,” John said in an annoyed tone as he checked my bullet cartridges. “But he’s not wrong, Aran. Put the pipe away.”

Scorpius smirked maliciously and sized up John like he was seeing him for the first time. “Don’t tell me what to do.”

John glared and drove his shoulder into Scorpius’s side. “Oops,” he said sarcastically.

A muscle in Scorpius’s jaw ticked. “Be careful, human. You don’t want to mess with me.”

Instead of backing down from the devil, who was half a head taller than him, John scoffed. “I’ll do what I want.”

Scorpius arched a brow, clearly unused to other men challenging him. “Is that so?” he asked wickedly.

I grabbed John’s shoulders and pulled him away from the sadistic bastard who would tear him to pieces. “Can you not start a fight right now?” I asked him.

John grumbled, “I wouldn’t just start a fight, I’d end one.”

Scorpius barked with laughter like the idea of John beating him was hilarious, and I grimaced because I had to side with the king on this one.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” I groaned.

John pulled on my ponytail. “Cheer up, little Smurf. Before you know it, the ungodly will be dead and we’ll be back here hanging out. Rumor has it the High Court is going to let us party to blow off steam.” He wiggled his eyebrows up and down suggestively. “Plenty of drugs to do later.”

He pretended to smoke an imaginary cigarette, and I laughed at how ridiculous he looked.

Scorpius muttered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like, “I have something you can blow.”

We ignored him.

“Fine, but I want demon brew,” I said.

John winked. “Of course.”

“And I want to…” I trailed off and mimicked him by wiggling my eyebrows.

John’s lips curled in a mischievous smile, and he pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “Anything for you, darling,” he breathed into my mouth.

I tasted sandalwood and musk.

His lips were soft and warm.

Familiar.

Luka stroked the back of my head as his twin kissed me.

The pain that scoured my back was so strong it was like being doused in ice water.

Scorpius made a harsh noise in his throat, and when I looked over, he was flushed. Strange.

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