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My palms collide with his chest as I shove him away and glare at his smug expression. “You’re enjoying this way too much. And stop snooping on me through our bond. We have a job to do.”

“Don’t want to mix business with pleasure?” At my expression, he sighs. “Fine.” He takes my hand in his again, and we resume strolling through hallways at his leisurely pace.

I notice others stare at us as we walk by, and their gazes make me nervous.How are we supposed to be discreet when everyone’s staring at us?

Oh, so we’re using the bond to speak now? I thought you didn’t want it.

I hate how he sounds defensive about this situation.Hey, I’m not misusing it and making you squirt in your pants for everyone here to see.

He chuckles.Squirt.

Lady of Darkness, you’re impossible. It’s like dealing with a horny teenager.

You want to know how they won’t suspect us, chère?

Yes.

In response, he looks over his shoulders discreetly and pulls me into a side room, slamming the door behind us. It’s empty and shrouded in darkness. Rue pushes my back against the door, and the firm frame rattles.

He bends low in the darkness, and I catch a flash of his bright fangs as they graze across my bottom lip.Because they’ll think we’ll be here doingnaughtythings. It will distract them from the real naughty things we’re going to do.

Brilliant.

“It was Styx’s idea. Smart pup you got yourself there.”

Styx is highly intelligent, something I’m beginning to realize. Each one of the men I’ve surrounded myself with has so many layers to themselves. Styx is intelligent and craves affection constantly. For someone like me, it should be annoying, but it’s not because our dynamic is always consensual. And I—I just want to take care of him. He deserves someone who can take care of him.

I’m his alpha, and if I make him happy with a hug or a hand touch in passing, then I’ll do it.

Sialen and Rue are more mysterious, and I’m only beginning to scratch the surface with each of them. In our quest for our freedom, I know I’ll discover more about them. Right now, I know enough to know that I can trust them, and they can trust me.

We want the same things, after all.

Which is why, after Sialen found out where my sword’s hiding and where Kira is probably being held, Styx had come up with a plan. Since Sialen seemed to be under Krist’s watchful scrutiny and she liked to keep an eye on him, he would distract her, giving us an opportunity to slip into her office.

A part of me had warred with the idea. The last time I’d been in there, things hadn’t ended well. But I’m a motherfucking Sekar. The Holy Lady of Death lingers in every beat of my soul. It wasshewho gifted me that sword, and Krist has no right to keep it from me. It’s my Sekar legacy, mine and mine alone. I won’t hide like a coward and let someone else take back what's rightfully mine.

The Sekar are made of tougher stuff than that. We know death and darkness. It lives with us from the day we are born. In death we live, and in darkness we thrive. It is a part of me, and I will not hide from it. I’ll fight with everything I have, until there’s not a scrap of fight left within me.

“Let’s go.” Rue takes my hand and pulls me through the darkness quickly, listening in on my thoughts, no doubt. “The Academy has many lovely hiding spots and secret passageways.” He goes over to what looks like a fireplace and pulls the handle of a torch above it. A resounding rattle echoes and vibrates across the floor. He turns to me. “Now, forgive me for what I’m about to do.”

“What?”

The sensation slams through meagain.This time, I can’t hold back my screams of pleasure as my orgasm tears from my clit and spreads throughout my entire body. It takes me over entirely and groan after groan comes out of me as all the delicious sensations collide through my system in a euphoria of blissful release.

“Oh, fuck. Fuck me, Rue!” I double over, hugging myself around my middle. The bastard! His chuckles reach me down our bond, but I ignore them. How can I even concentrate with my body still bursting?

Once the sensation fades, Rue pulls me into an upright position. “Your screams distract from the noise as well as keep up the illusion that we’re doing naughty things.”

“I’m going to get you back for that, you bastard.”

“Yeah, yeah, less talking and more sneaking.”

I force myself up the stairs of the secret passageway. Cobwebs and shadows live on the other side, and I swat the cobwebs away impatiently after Rue. We move silently and slowly, it feels like it takes forever to get to the top. When we finally do and Rue opens the passageway to the other side, we emerge in Krist’s office.

My heart pounds uncomfortably as I step into the bell tower room. Her real office. The sinister one she uses to punish students, as opposed to the more pristine one she uses to trick supernaturals into signing away their freedom.

This one reeks of twisted magic and danger, and the inside holds memories that threaten to overwhelm. I swallow past the lump in my throat and take in a breath. I am a Sekar. I am a disciple of my Holy Lady of Death.