My heart is racing uncontrollably. I'm sure the men are discussing recent events in the living room. I should go out there and join them, seeing as how these events involve me, but instead, I'm wearing my carpet in my room thin with my back-and-forth pacing. As soon as I walked into my room, what was missing hit me. The magic. The one that was kept under lock and key. It's been unlocked, and it isn't there anymore. It's roaming free, and I can't tell where it is or what it is. A part of me is relieved that I no longer have to be tempted by the forbidden magic, but that's only a small fragment. The rest of me is anxious. There's already so much of myself I don't know about; adding something else to the mix is just too much. I brace myself against my vanity, staring into the reflection of my eyes as I try to calm my racing heart, forcing myself to concentrate on breathing, inhaling slowly through my nose and exhaling through my mouth. I do this repeatedly until my heartbeat slows back
No, my parents couldn't be, could they? “I highly doubt it's Lilith or Michael. They went to the ends of the earth to keep Katrina safe and hide her from their enemies. They wouldn't create utter chaos now that she's returned.” Miles states as Samael strokes the backside of my hand, offering me some semblance of comfort.“And we don't even know if they're still alive. Katrina said they had enemies that were after them. What if whoever they were running from was the person who created the Etir?” Beckett asks. My parents aren't dead. I would know if they were. At least, I hoped so.“We will have to look into their history without causing suspicion,” Miles states, stroking his chin with his thumb and forefinger as he thinks. “Samael and Luka, you can look into Lilith’s disappearance. The people and demons of the underworld won't think twice about the princes of darkness inquiring about a missing demon’s whereabouts. And Aphelion, you can look into Michael’s history and time spent befor
“You guys look miserable. Is not sleeping with me really that terrible?” I ask as I take in the rough state of my mates. They look drained. “I slept just fine.” Beckett replies, “ I just feel weak like my muscles hurt, and I couldn’t command the water for the shower. I had to get up and physically turn the water on.” “Oh, poor baby.” I teased, even though I was a little concerned. “Weird,” Miles states, rubbing the back of his head. “I was rearranging my room; that way, there’s more room for extracurricular activities,” he states, staring directly at me, before turning his attention back to Beckett, “But I didn’t even have the strength to move my bed.” Now that’s unbelievable. Miles is the strongest of my mates; his muscles are nearly double the size of Aphelion’s, whose biceps are slightly larger than average. “Yeah. Samael and I were discussing how weak we felt this morning. It took everything out of me to roll out of bed. I don’t know how I’m going to make it through an entire
The rest of the class is uneventful. Everyone keeps their mouth shut as the professor drones on and on about vampires and faeries. The vampires are demonic, while the Faeries are angelic creatures. Vampires feed off your blood, faeries feed off your laughter, and so on and so forth. The subject might have been intriguing if I wasn’t stuck on the fact that a horde of succubi might be lying in wait. But in waiting for what, and why were they attacking the school? Could I have called them to me? If my mother was the Queen, would that make me their new Queen? “Katrina,” Samael calls out, “Are you alright little demon spawn?” He whispers, using my newest nickname. “Yeah, all good here,” I reply, forcing a small smile to appear on my face. Samael doesn’t look convinced but lets it go, “Okay, well, I’m going to cut class a few minutes early. The headmaster and I need to have a discussion. Miles should be waiting outside for you when class ends.” “Okay,” I nod leaning in and giving him a
“What the hell was that out there?” Luka demanded, slamming his hand down on my desk aggressively.Ah, so Professor Nazi it was. Not that I minded. Luka’s dominant, cruel teacher persona did things to me that made my body ache in all the right places.“I don't know what you mean, Professor,” I respond before grabbing a pencil and tapping it against my lips.“You had no clue how to protect yourself out there. Are you even paying attention to your studies?” He asked, his eyes flaring with anger.“Well, you'd have a hard time paying attention, too, if you had a teacher who looked like you,” I reply, pursing my lips and trailing my pencil down into my cleavage. “Damnit, Katrina!” Luka yells, slamming his hand against the desk beside me, “This is serious.” “Wow,” I reply, trying to hide the hurt I felt at his outburst; none of my mates had ever spoken to me like that before. “I’m sorry, Kit-Kat,” Luka states reaching over to touch my hand, only to be disappointed when I jerk it out of r
"Okay, Princess." Aphelion replies standing up, causing my attention to be directed toward him. It's then that I notice the lightning crackling in his eyes. "We will tell you why we kept the information about Braham from you, but then you get to tell us why you thought it was a smart idea to keep your meeting with my father a secret." Wait, how did he know about my meeting with Zeus? From what I could tell, he didn't talk to his father all that often, and he couldn't stand talking to Hermes. Maybe this had been Zeus' plan all along. He wanted to intimidate me, and he'd guessed that I wouldn't talk to the guys about it due to not wanting them to worry. It was a presumptuous guess on his part, but it ended up paying off. I hadn't told the guys, and now my secret was out. Not that it mattered. The guys were also keeping things from me. "Wait? What!" Miles bellows, glaring at me. "You met with Zeus and didn't think it was something we should be aware of." "I didn't want to wo...." I b
His kiss is painful, it's real, and it's raw. This man is still madly in love with me, even after everything that's happened today. He sees no fault in who I am. I am still the woman who stole his breath away outside that club, Hectate. "Hey, no fair." I hear a familiar whine from outside the living room, "I told you Miles is always hogging her." "You'd think he'd wait to start the gangbang, until we'd at least managed to stumble out her." mutters another familiar voice, causing my rising panic to diminish as I pull my lips away from Miles and turn to face the direction of the rooms down the hall. Aphelion and Samael are both standing there. Samael's arms are crossed, and a small smile appears on his face when my eyes catch his. "Have I ever told you how much demons turn me on?" Samael teases, although I'm not sure if he's joking or not. He did grow up around demons, after all. "There's a reason I'm bonded to the prince of darkness and the Princess of Hell. Your crazy, the chaos a
"So Brahma wants to add me to his collection of angels?" I swallow deeply, realizing that this man wouldn't just lock me up for my DNA but would use my powers for his benefit instead."Pretty much. Yeah." Miles replies, looking me over as if to gauge my reaction."So what's the plan?" I ask, knowing my warrior God would've dissected the entire situation and come up with the best-suited option to keep Brahma away from."The plan isn't set in stone yet." Beckett replies, "We are still waiting for a few things to fall into place before we can determine if the plan will work." "So when will you know?" I ask cautiously, wondering if my men are keeping something from me yet again. "Tomorrow night. After your date, and we all return from our assignments." Luka speaks up, his response settling my worries of being kept in the dark again. I can wait one more day to hear their plan. "So, what happened during your meeting with my father?" Aphelion asks, taking my hand into his, the pad of his