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“You’re wondering if she and I ever joined bodies, aren’t you?”
I lift my chin a bit higher. “So, what if I am?”
“Do you care?” he asks, his tone low and suddenly, quite sexy. He inches closer to me, but I don’t move a muscle. He is too intoxicating, and he is turning my head. It’s not on. My men would not appreciate me having these thoughts at all.
But I can’t help it when he looks at me that way. Where he wouldn’t mind ravaging me and that he wants me to ravage him back.
“Yes,” I whisper, hating myself for it.
“Well, let me put your mind at ease, dear girl. Savenir and I were gods. We were beyond the triviality of mating.She was my equal, a great challenge with her fiery temper and a good companion for all those years it was just the two of us.”
“Were beyond?” I murmur.
“Up until we created our mates to breed with. Then we discovered the joy of molding our body to another, watching their delight as you bring them pleasure and, oh, the feeling of your own climax. Mm,” he murmurs.
“Uh,” I stammer, feeling very hot and sweaty all of a sudden. I bet he is really good at bringing pleasure. “I should go…” I flee the suddenly stifling room and head back to my bedroom, needing to create a distance between the two of us. I’m falling for him in a way where we are headed on a collision course with destiny. I can feel it in mybloodand that is not good.
Not good at all.
Chapter 26
Rook
“Look, what do you want from me?” I fix my eyes on my parents with a disappointed, hurt look that I can’t keep off my face.
“Baby,” Mother says, coming to me and stroking my arm.
I flinch from the contact. She is up to something. She abandoned me, they both did, a long time ago. They left me here to fend for myself in an environment that, while not openly hostile, wasn’t fun for a long time when I was growing up. I was laughed at and teased for having blue eyes, and even if none of them knewexactlywhat I was, they knew I wasn’t like them.
“Can’t we just come and visit our son? This is my home, after all.” Her exasperated look at my father says it all.
“What do you want?” I ask, folding my arms across my chest and stepping away from them, further into the confines of the rookery.
She purses her lips and drops the pretense. “We know the Princess, theheir, has an interest in you. Rumor is that you are connected, magickly?”
The question in her voice irritates me. Everyone here knows, so the ‘rumor’ is the truth and she knows it.
“I am,” I state, seeing no point in denying it. “What of it?”
“Don’t you see,” she snaps, showing me her real self finally. “You will marry her and become a Prince of this Realm. Your father and I will be here to support you, of course,” she adds ingratiatingly, but it’s obvious this is all about them. They have decided to return to the Kingdom, or in my father’s case, actually turn up in the first place, because they think they will have an elevated status if Savvie and I get married.
“Well, sorry to disappoint you – again, but Savannah is to marry a Light Fae, as you well know.” I burst their bubble for all of a second. Seems that they know all about Savvie and her men.
My mother licks her lips and saunters closer. “Word is that the Princess favors the company ofmultiplemen. We know that you are one of them. Do your duty to your family and marry that little slut to secure our future.Yourfuture, of course.” She gives me a tight smile.
Is it wrong to tell your own mother to fuck off?
“Call her a slut one more time, and you will be removed from this Realm so quickly, your head will spin,” I inform her angrily.
She sputters momentarily. “By who? You?” she cackles.
“No, by me,” Jerrick says, coming to my rescue in a way that makes me want to kiss his feet.
I never could stand up to her. Father, as usual, is absent from this conversation, preferring to stand there like a statue and not contribute.
My mother spins to Jerrick, her long black hair flicking around and settling around her shoulders as she places herhands on her hips, ready with an acidic comeback until she sees who it is.
She licks her lips. “Jerrick,” she croons. “How nice to see you again.”
