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You don’t.
He lifted a shoulder.I will if you don’t?—
I squeezed his throat as I engaged my teleportation talents, our bedroom appearing around us in the next instant. “I have half a mind to tie you to this bed and keep you there for hours.”
His full lips lifted at the edges. “Yes, please.”
“Always so troublesome,” I said as I pulled him onto the mattress by his throat.
“It’s my middle name,” he replied against my mouth. “Now stop talking and use me.”
I was the strongest fae in this realm, and yet I was incapable of resisting Melek’s demands. Sometimes I wondered who was really in charge here. Because it certainly seemed as though he dominated me in ways I could never dominate him.
Lowering my mouth to his, I whispered, “As you wish, little prince.”
CHAPTER4
AZ
A FEW MINUTES EARLIER
Four hours of silence.
No commentary.
No replies.
Nothing.
Just me talking to a fucking wall that happened to resemble Ajax.
“This is ridiculous,” I told him. “You forgave my Phoenix for unduly attacking you, but you can’t even consider forgiving me for doing my job?”
Ajax simply twirled his wand in reply, his gaze on a still-unconscious Cami. He wouldn’t even look at me, let alone acknowledge my presence.
He just kept pacing, his eyes lingering on the female sleeping on the couch. The Midnight Fae had held her for a good two hours before finally laying her there to rest. He’d also conjured a blanket to cover her naked state, his movements protective as he’d tucked her in with it.
Then he’d started walking back and forth.
Back and forth.
Back and forth some more.
All the while acting as though I weren’t sitting in the armchair catty-cornered to Cami.
Ajax endlessly twirled his wand as magic sparked around him like angry little fireworks. He didn’t have to tell me again that he wouldn’t forgive me for this. His body screamed it.
The effect left me feeling breathless, as if my lungs refused to give me all of the oxygen I required. Defenses of my actions—and inaction—tingled on the edge of my tongue, but all of them fell flat into silence.
He wasn’t going to listen to me anymore. I’d crossed some invisible line for Ajax, and now I wasn’t sure how to find my way back to him.
I’d never seen Ajax this furious. His anger nearly rivaled Typhos’s current state, but the flame behind it couldn’t have been more different.
Typhos feared what Camillia would do to the Hell Fae Realm and the risk she posed to everything he had built. I’d been with him from the very beginning. No one understood his concern better than I did—except for Melek, of course.
But Ajax was much younger according to supernatural standards. He didn’t have the weight of millennia on his shoulders.
Cami was the first spark of life that he’d allowed to flicker within his emotional walls. He’d granted me a glimpse inside those walls, too, but Cami was different. She was…more. A breath of fresh air. A soul for him to save.
