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“Running to your golden boyfriend, huh? He won’t be able to keep you from me,” I goaded, stalking after her with thundering steps. “Go on then, love, make it easy for me to slaughter him. Shall we do it together? Our first couples activity?”

She stopped dead in her tracks.

It gave me enough time to grab her around the waist and throw her over my shoulder. My hand squeezed her round ass cheek before slapping it as hard as I could.

She yelled, then blasted the back of my knees with her fists, forcing me to fall to the floor.

“I thought you were dead. I thought I killed you,” she said shakily before she punched me in the face.

I scowled at her. I was trying to be gentle with her, but I could only restrain my temper for so long. She was mine, whether she liked it or not. Whether she liked me or not. “And I thought you were human. Still, I will not be without you,” I said, prodding my jaw with one hand while the other held her ankle tight as she tried to squirm away.

I released her ankle for a fraction of a second as I stood.

Before I could grab her again, she rolled out of my reach and leaped to her feet with the grace of a fucking cat. “I’m not going anywhere with you, you psycho,” she said, taking a step toward me.

Never had I witnessed her in such a striking, undisguised manner as she was now.

I needed to touch her.

I shadowed in front of her and pushed her back against the wall. My bare chest rubbed against her thin T-shirt, and I shuddered, nearly crying out with joy at the feeling of touching her again.

“You will come with me, pet. It isn’t an option, and we both know you don’t really want it to be.” I leaned down until my face was barely half an inch from hers and closed my eyes. I needed the feel of her in front of me. Ineededher lips.

Caly bashed her head into my face. She grabbed ahold of my arm and twisted it so hard, it would have snapped like a twig had they been weaker human bones.

My love was out for blood, and I would give it to her.

My smoke shot out to grab her, but she had already started to run down the hallway.

“I don’t belong in Unseelie with you. I need to be here,” she cried, running down the stairs two at a time.

I was so close to her, I could smell her lavender shampoo as I stalked behind her.

“You belong with me. In the Elysian Fields with Aether or the depths of Tartarus with Kaohs—you will always be mine. Always.”

18

PRESENT DAY

Caly

Mendax was inside the castle.

Alive.

And he loved me. Still.

My heart knocked against my chest in tandem with the pounding of my bare feet down the stairs. I needed to put as much distance between Mendax and Eli as possible. For all our safety.

What was I supposed to do now?

I should find Queen Saracen. Certainly she was powerful enough to get rid of Mendax without getting Eli involved and killed.

Fuck! What if she hurt Mendax? Did I want to get rid of him?

The sound of unhurried footsteps stalked me—I needed to decide what to do, and fast.

The castle was eerily quiet. The sun that cast from the ceiling was now as dim as a reading light. There were no signs of life in any of the rooms I ran past.

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