Page 23 of Venomous Lies
I had no idea what to do.
Being so uncertain and unsure of everything was an uncomfortably familiar feeling.Is this going to be a repeat of the academy all over again?My stomach turned at the thought.
‘Beastie…’
Whatever my response would have been was cut off by the presence that came up behind me. Coolness wrapped around my forearm where my mate mark was located. I stood up and smiled as I turned to face Bones.
He had on his signature steampunk sunglasses, a black, long-sleeve shirt, and black jeans. Heat stirred within me as I made no effort to hide my checking him out. He probably couldn’t see me, but given the way he tilted his head and the small upturn of his lips, he had noticed somehow.
“What’s wrong?” he asked as he reached for the cigarette he had tucked behind his ear. “You seem… off.”
“You haven’t seen me in two days. We just had some bullshit announcement from Thatcher with no information at all about the dead student and yet another lockdown… Why would you think something was wrong?” I asked sarcastically.
“You do realize that mate bonds mean I can tell you’re avoiding giving me a real answer, right?” he replied dryly, his eyebrow arching.
“You can do what now?!” I asked, my heart skipping a beat at the implications. Half the time I didn’t even know my own feelings! Why would I want someone else to sense my emotions?
“Can you not feel?—?”
“No!”
“Let’s talk somewhere private.” He nodded at an open doorway that was surrounded by students, the whole lot of them staring at us in shock and horror.
“If they’re standing there, gawking, we might have to use their bones as decor,”
I joked with Bones as the students continued to stare at us, frozen on their spots. “I bet I could use their open jaws as candle holders or pots for plants.”
As the frozen students all scrambled out of the hall to get away from us, Bones laughed. A hint of dark power lingered in the sound. I rolled my eyes as I looped my arm through his before we exited the room.
Whispers built around us as we left the hall, and I sighed in annoyance as we walked across the quad.
“Us being together is going to make them talk, witch,” Bones said with a small shrug. “They run their mouths about me on a daily basis, and that’s going to include you now with us being mated.”
“Who talks shit about you?” I asked, shooting him a sharp look. Anger started to stir inside of me as I recalled the assholes at the library a while back. Taking me out for parts…I wonder how many parts I could get from their corpses?
“I donotneed you killing anyone for me, Isla. They don’t matter.”
“Maybe it matters to me,” I informed him as we got to the library. “Why are we here?”
“I was going to talk to you, but now I don’t think it’s the right time for that.”
“Oh really? Then what—?” A small gasp of surprise escaped when he scooped me up without warning. Moving on instinct, I wrapped my arms around his neck to keep from falling.
He moved faster than my brain could process it. Suddenly, a wooden door was slamming shut behind us. The lock snicked shut before he walked me over to the table in the middle of a darkened study room.
Bones sat me down and knelt down on the ground between my spread legs.
“I like this arrangement.” I smirked as I looked down at him. “You on your knees.”
He smirked back. “Wait until I get your clothes out of the way.”
Nimble, skilled fingers made quick work of the black slacks I was wearing, pulling them down with my underwear with two swift movements. When he ordered me to take off my top, I was too excited to argue with his tone.
Barely able to still the tremble in my hands, I took off my top and tossed it to the side. It was soon followed by my bra, leaving me completely naked on the table, vulnerable to the bone fae in front of me.
He took off his sunglasses to reveal his violet eyes, and they glinted in the darkness like the predator that he was.
“Bones…” I whined, my anger and frustration forgotten for the moment.
