Page 29 of The Magic of Revenge
I pushed his shoulder playfully and laughed. A fucking mess is what it was. Literally. My phone started going off again and I was crawling around in search of the damn thing when I heard it. Heard him.
‘Sweetheart.’
My face snapped around to look at Bram who was sitting contently behind me, staring at my ass. "Did you hear that?"
"Hear what? The juicy deliciousness? Yeah, I heard that." He winked at me.
‘Sweetheart, where are you?’the voice said again and my heart raced so fast, I thought it was going to explode. I finally found my phone just as it started ringing for the third time and I saw Gran's name.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Saige. If you're able to, you need to get back here soon. As soon as possible," she said, excitement in her voice.
"He's waking up," I stated, not questioned, because I already knew it. I'd heard him clear as day in my head.
"Yes, child, he is."
"We'll be back soon. Oh my gods..." I squealed, ending the call and jumping on Bram.
"He's awake, Bram! You were right. It worked. Oh my stars, it worked. Can we go now? Where are my clothes?" I shouted, scrambling off his lap in search of my dress.
"Fuck yes. What a relief. Would it be frowned upon if I killed him again for being a dumb shit and doing what he did?" he joked, heading for the bathroom.
"We'll play it by ear, yeah? Where the fuck is my bra?" I grumbled.
"Goldie. Shower first," he ordered, looking at the slickness that had run down my legs. "We'll make it quick and then we'll get you to your man."
As much as I wanted to say fuck the shower, he was right. We were a mess. I grinned at him as I raced to the bathroom.
‘I'm coming, Guppy.’
Iwas staring at the contact information on my phone screen like if I glared hard enough, I could force it to materialize into the boy I'd thought was dead. He was alive and no longer a boy. My brother.Hunter.What a mind fuck.
Last night, the three of us had stalked the fuck out of him on social media. Hunter was every bit as big as I was, at least six foot five. We had different mothers, but our donor had been the same and it showed. Hunter had a darker complexion, thanks to Mom, but our features were strikingly similar and our eyes were the exact same shade of green.
He appeared happy in the pictures I'd seen, many of them starring Palmer. I wondered if there was more than friendship there, but those were questions I'd hopefully get to ask him when I saw him. Which I needed more than anything. Kai and Sloane had convinced me that I needed to wait until we figured out more about our situation before contacting him. They were right, I knew that. I just couldn't wait to see him in person, breathing.
The sound of a door opening snapped me out of my thoughts and I looked up just as Sloane slipped into my room. He was dressed in a loose tank top and basketball shorts.
"Going to work out? I'll join, I need to blow off some steam," I grumbled, walking over to the dresser in search of clothes.
"Nah. Asrael came by my room about half an hour ago. Said he wanted to work with me on my affinity. I thought it'd be a good opportunity to see if he gives up any information," he explained, flopping down on a chair.
"You sure that's wise? That dude is sketchy as hell and who knows what he wants with you," I pondered, wondering what Asrael's angle was.
Sloane shrugged. "It is what it is. We need answers and I just got an in. He told me to meet him behind the castle."
I didn't like it. Not even a little bit. But Sloane was right, the sooner we got the information we needed, the sooner we could get the fuck out of here.
"Where's Kai?" I asked, pulling on some joggers.
"Not sure. He wasn't in his room. I think he's getting depressed again, man. Fucking sucks because I'm sure this whole mate thing is playing a huge factor. What should we do?" Sloane scratched at his neck for a few seconds before rolling his shoulders. He had never done well when things took a turn for the emotional.
What could we do? Figure out what the fuck was going on, for starters.
"Press Asrael, but be discreet. He's smart. He didn't become the head of this organization by being an idiot. I'll keep an eye out for Kai," I told him as he stood and nodded. The door swung shut behind him a moment later and I released a deep sigh. With the chair now vacant, I sat my ass down and closed my eyes. I hated feeling out of control. This whole situation was enough to give me hives. We needed to get the upper hand.
As I sat there with my eyes shut, I felt a memory of a dream tugging on my brain. Red hair and green eyes. The rest of her features were blurry, but I could easily see those eyes. Jesus. They seared my soul and woke up my cock.Who are you?
