Page 64 of Venomous Lies
“You couldn’t feed off of me?” she argued.
“I didn’t think?—”
“No, you didn’t.” She growled again as her blue eyes began to glow. “You didn’tthinkbecause you didn’t even fucking ask me! Good enough to randomly fuck but not actually do anything else with.”
“It’s not like that?—”
“Then what could it possibly be like?!” Zhara yelled loudly enough to draw the attention of everyone around us.
“Zhara…” Wells stepped up, his hands held out in a calming gesture. “What if we moved this to the dorm?”
Ever the peacemaker, that witch.
“Why?” She rounded on him, her teeth lengthening as her wolf started to climb to the surface.
Aizel paled, but Wells remained calm and steady in the face of her rage.
“Less witnesses for one thing,” Wells told her. “Plenty of things to throw in his direction, including his own things.”
“Hey, wait a minute!” Aizel began to protest, but Zhara started to calm down.
Wells stood there, calm in the face of her predatory stillness as she considered the witch’s idea.
“You have sisters.”
Wells nodded. “Quite a few siblings.”
“Fine,” Zhara huffed after staring the other man down for a few minutes. “I’m starting in his room, and whatever you do, Aizel, don’t you dare touch me.”
She ran off toward the dorm without looking back.
“Thanks a lot,” Aizel muttered.
“She’s going to listen as she messes up your stuff,” Wells answered with a shrug. “It’s more than you’ve had up to this point.”
Aizel took off with Wells, and I wasn’t far behind him. But our attempt to play middlemen was interrupted when we were met with an unwelcome sight.
Zhara wasn’t inside the dorm at all. Instead, she was standing near the building alongside Professor Ambrose and Bricriu.
“What’s going on?” Wells asked as we slowed down and came to a stop by the fae.
“Isla was attacked,” Bricriu answered. Somehow, his voice was both bland and chilling at the same time, and rage radiated from his still form. “We need to see her room.”
“She came stumbling out of the dorm building, so it’s obvious the attack must have happened here,” Ambrose supplied.
Zhara’s attention snapped to the entrance of the building, and she took a long inhale.
“There’s blood on the door.”
“Don’t touch it,” Ambrose ordered sternly. “Take us to her room. We need to take a look at it before we go to her.”
“We’re going with you,” all four of us said at the same time.
“That’s another reason Bricriu insisted we come here and wait for you all. At least you were already on the way,” Ambrose said absently before he opened the door to the dorm and headed inside. “Keep up!”
“Have you seen her?” Wells asked the bone fae.
Bricriu ducked down to enter the building then slowlystraightened up, his back cracking with the motion. “Not yet. But from what Ambrose said… It's not good. Let’s go.”
