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“Fuck you,” I snarled. “If this is your way of proving I’m a whore, then seriously,fuck you.”
He had the good grace to look chagrined, but only for a second. And the asshole still didn’t move. “I followed Mortus last night into the death fields. I think that’s where he’s keeping my brother. But what you need to understand is those grounds harbor tortured souls who play on fears and are notoriously degrading. They thrive on making a fae feel so small that he wishes for death. All the tormenting thoughts you’ve had about yourself will come to life out there. Consider my words an introduction to the experience.”
He finally released me, popping to his feet before I could try to hit him again.
“I don’t think you’re a whore, little queen. But I know all about the social standards on Earth and how they’ve programmed your mind. Don’t let the death fields use those thoughts against you, or you may never recover.” He straightened his jacket, his stance stiff. “We leave in an hour.”
I gaped after him, deflated.
That had all been a test? No, a preparation of sorts. Including the kiss?
What the hell?
I shook my head, dazed.
Why does your brother have to be such a fucking dick?I asked Exos.I mean, for fuck’s sake!
Of course, he didn’t reply.
I ran my hand over my face. Only then did I feel it—the stirring of another bond. A seduction of sorts, my element reacting to a potential match. The liquid sensation settled over me, followed by a bolt of horror as I realized what had just occurred.
That hadn’t been any ordinary kiss.
No.
Cyrus had just tied me to him under stage one of the courtship.
Fuck!
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Cyrus
Why the fuck did I just kiss her?
To shut her up.
No.
Damn it.
I blew out a breath and glowered at my reflection in the mirror. I kissed her because I hated the agony in her expression that my words had caused. But it wasn’t like Imeantthem. I just wanted to prepare her for the task ahead. Warning her would have defeated the purpose. She needed to feel those comments like a punch to her gut to understand the weight of the death fields. Otherwise, they’d destroy her.
But kissing her had not been part of my plan.
And now, my water element was rejoicing.
Not spirit, because my brother owned that part of her. So I’d taken the one that called to me most, the hot liquid boiling throughout her gorgeous form.
I gripped the counter, livid with my lack of restraint. I knew better than to indulge a female of equal power. Yet, I’d given in to the urge and taken what wasn’t mine to take.
“I’m an ass,” I said, shaking my head. Especially because I rather liked the way it felt to be connected to her.
I frowned at the foreign bond, evaluating it. Being a descendant of two royal bloodlines, I possessed equal power in both spirit and water. So establishing a bond with my water element didn’t shock me, but it was far more fluid than I anticipated. I couldfeelher links to the others, the way her fire burned for Titus, how her spirit mourned for Exos, the intrigue her earth had in Sol, and the admiration her air felt for Vox.
Am I supposed to be able to sense all of that?I wondered.More importantly, can I use it to access Exos?
The thought had me freezing in place.
