Page 157 of Bitten By the Fae
Tray stood waiting for her at the stairs, his eyebrow cocking upward at her statement. “Who?”
“Headmaster Vayera.” Ella drew out theaon a long groan. “She made us read Midnight Fae ordinances, Tray. Then she quizzed us on it afterward, and it was awful.”
His lips quirked upward. “Sounds like my childhood.”
“Ugh, not the same.” She walked into his open arms and accepted his hug. “It felt like law school,” she mumbled into his chest. “Not that I’ve been, but it’s the hell I imagined.”
“Mmm,” he hummed, holding her close and kissing the top of her head. “Need me to make it better, baby?”
And that was my cue to keep moving. “You two have fun,” I called, racing up the steps to the third floor and heading toward the gargoyle at the end.
“Sir Kristoff,” I greeted.
“Abomination,” he returned in his chilly tone. It didn’t help that the stones churned together in his mouth every time he spoke.
At least he allowed me to enter. I suspected if he had a choice, he’d close off all the doors and keep me trapped in a room with no entrance or exit. Similar to hismaster.
I scowled at the memory of the Council dungeon and moved through the threshold into the suite. Kols and Zeph were inside, their attention snapping to me as their conversation came to a halt.
“Don’t stop talking on my account,” I said, noting Kols’s flushed appearance.
Blood, I realized.It’s from drinking blood. Zeph had the same look about him, suggesting they’d both gone into the Human Realm for a snack. And probably sex.
Fine.
Just fine.
We were mates, but we hadn’t discussed anything about being committed. I mean, they betrayed me not twelve hours after biting me. So. What did that say about ourbond?
I snorted and stomped off to my room, not wanting to talk to either of them. If they wanted to seek pleasure elsewhere, I couldn’t stop them. I didn’t even want to sleep with them anyway.
At least I knew why my dreams were vacant the last few nights. It wasn’t out of respect for me or their way of giving me time. No, they were too busy playing with mortal females and using them for blood and pleasure.
My bedroom door slammed behind me.
“Not my business,” I muttered to myself.
Who was I to even judge anyway? I had three mates. There was one of me. Of course, I wouldn’t be enough to satisfy them. Not that they’d bothered to try. But I didn’t want them to anyway, so this worked out well for all parties involved. They could mess around and leave me alone, and maybe we’d find a way to break this link between us.
I was a Quandary Blood, right? My gift literally unraveled magic. Why not try it on the mating connection?
I hung my cloak in my closet and stared at my reflection in the mirror Kols had affixed to the back of the door.
“What’s the point of any of this?” I asked myself. “Why am I even here?”
Because Shade had bitten me.
I narrowed my gaze.
Shade.
I hadn’t heard from him in a few days either. Had he joined the guys in their little human orgy? Doubtful. So where was he? Why hadn’t he reached out?
“Stop it,” I chastised myself while taking off my blouse and skirt. “Just. Stop.”
The guys didn’t matter. My future did. Whatever that meant.
I put on a pair of flannel shorts and a soft white T-shirt, then shut the closet and walked over to flop onto my bed. “Enough,” I muttered into my pillow. “Enough. Enough. Enough.”
