Page 69 of Mortal Blood
He tutted. “That’s not very friendly. You should show more respect.”
I glared at him, Aodh’s stone weighting heavily in my pocket. “Maybe you’re the one who should show some respect.”
“Oh, is that so?” He smirked. “Because from where I’m standing, I’m a fae prince of the Fall Court, and you’re…you.”
“Yeah, I am. And no-one knows what the hell I am, not even me. That should worry you.”
He leaned in closer, putting his hand on the wall beside my head, caging me in with his languid body.
“You don’t worry me, pet. You intrigue me.”
“And you annoy me,” I snapped, swatting at his arm. He caught my wrist and pinned it above my head. I glowered at him. “Really?”
He ducked his head and skimmed his nose across my hair. “Really,” he murmured.
My heart thudded at his proximity. Because he was a fae. And I was…whatever the fuck I was. Apparently human enough that I wasn’t immune to his charms. Physically, at least. My mind was smart enough to know he was an asshole.
“You know what?” I said, yanking my arm and was mildly surprised when he released it. “I have places to be, okay? So maybe just get the hell out of my way.”
“Ask me nicely,” he said, his eyes glistening in amusement.
“Thatwasme asking nicely.”
He shrugged easily, his hand still planted on the wall beside my face. “Then I guess you’re going to be here a long time.”
I eyeballed the gap under his arm, judging how quickly I could make a break for it.
“You could try that, I suppose,” he said, the smirk still in place on his annoyingly perfect face. “I don’t recall it working so well for you before, though.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Because you used your stupid compulsion tricks on me.”
“Of course. After all, Iama prince of the Fall Court.”
“And an asshole.”
Davorin clicked his tongue, and his eyes hardened.
“You ought to learn to play nice, pet.”
“I already told you, I amnotyour pet. And I’m not interested in playing.”
“Life’s a game, pet. And I always win.”
“Not today,” I ground out.
“Kiss me.”
My eyed widened. “What?”
“Kiss me, and I’ll let you go.”
“Not a fucking chance,” I snarled, even as my heart raced at the thought. Fucking fae with their stupid fucking tricks.
“Me thinks the lady doth protest too much.”
“Even try to touch me and you’re going to find out how unladylike I can be.”
“Who said anything about me touching you? That’s not the deal. The deal is,youkissme, and I’ll let you leave.”
