Page 57 of Black Onyx
“So we need to keep a closer eye on the Headmaster then. If we don’t get anywhere with that, we’ll have to question him ourselves.” Loki suggests.
“That’s probably all we can do for now. As well as stay alert, I highly doubt this is the only time he’s going to try to get to Farren.” Killian replies.
“Yes, especially since he clearly felt threatened by whoever was on the other end of the stone, and it takes a lot for the Headmaster of the Black Onyx academy to feel threatened.” Storm adds.
“Great, now that we’ve got a plan in place for that. I need to go back and check in on the crypt. I also want to do some digging and see if I can find out who sent one of my assassins after Farren when she first arrived. I should be back before classes tomorrow.” Killian gets up to stretch and gently pulls me out of Reaper's arms, grinning when he reluctantly lets me go.
He pulls me into a tight hug and kisses the top of my hair as I practically sink into his embrace, his tail tapping my leg.
“Stay safe,” I mutter.
“Always. You stay out of trouble.”
“I’ll try,” I chuckle as I step back.
“Do you want some company?” Rival asks.
Killian claps him on the shoulder, “Thanks, man, but it’s probably best I do this alone. They’re not the most trusting bunch of fuckers.”
“Fair enough.” Rival nods, looking slightly disappointed that he doesn’t get to tag along.
“Farren, could you do the honours, please?” he asks me.
I call forward my Void magic, pulling back at the last second when it tries to explode out of me and hoping that they don’t notice that I almost lost control. I grasp hold of Killian’s hand and step in. There’s a feeling of anticipation in the Void different from the usual nothingness that I usually feel when I’m here. For the first time, I’m slightly nervous. Even when this gift first developed, I wasn’t worried. Thankfully I manage to keep my reaction from Killian, and when we arrive in his office, he gives me a lingering kiss on my cheek, close to my lips.
“Fuck it,” he mutters, and suddenly his lips are on mine, and I melt into him as my nerve endings start to fire with pleasure. He runs his tongue across the seam of my lips, and I eagerly open up, moaning when his tongue tangles with mine and his hands flex on my hips, shadows start to caress my neck, I honestly had no idea he could control them like that, and my mind goes wild with possibilities.
Eventually, the kiss slows, and he steps back; his smile is gentle, and his eyes are full of affection as he reaches his hand up and gently strokes his fingers across my cheek.
“Go on; you better get back before I’m tempted to keep you here, and the guys have my head.”
I nod, at a complete loss for words from the pure need in that kiss, as I call the Void forward and step through. It felt like it meant more than it had before.
As soon as I’m alone in the Void, something rushes me.
“Whoops, used a bit too much power then, sorry.”
I suddenly find myself in my room with no idea how I got there; the last thing I remember is kind, deep blue and gold eyes and then nothing. I feel like something important happened; the memory is just on the periphery of my mind but remains out of reach. My magic is calm, which is a good sign. It means that whatever happened wasn’t necessarily a threat to me. As frustrating as it is, I know I’m not going to be able to force myself to remember what happened, and I have a feeling that when the time is right, I’ll remember.
My stomach grumbles, so I head towards the door, feeling slightly shaky and, for some confusing reason, excited.
“Hey, your back? Did Killian get back okay?” Loki asks.
“Yeah, I’m not sure how he’s planning to get back to the academy though, he didn’t say. I guess he might get one of the guys good with portals to drop him just outside the grounds since this whole place is warded.” I reply, rambling slightly.
He looks at me slightly suspiciously but doesn’t comment on my rambling, “Probably. We’re just about to order some food, none of us fancied going down to the dining room. Do you want anything?”
“Sure,” I reply, relieved that he’s let the subject drop.
It's not until after we’ve eaten and everyone has gone to bed that I realise that Killian fucking kissed me like I truly meant something to him. After everything that happened in the Void, it slipped my mind. I love it when Killian kisses me, and it doesn’t happen as often as I’d like. I go to sleep with a smile on my face.
Chapter Nineteen
Abooming bang jolts me from my sleep, and for a split second, I see the cold grey stone walls of my tiny cell and hear the cackling laughter of my father, letting me know he’s in a mood today and my torture is going to be particularly brutal.
“Love!” Someone calls, and I frown. That’s definitely not my father. There’s only one person who calls me Love, and that’s Loki.
My eyes snap open, and I breathe a sigh of relief at the sight of my room at the academy before I quickly jump up off the floor, not having any idea how I ended up there in the first place. I rush to the door to open it for Loki.
