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He could sort of hear Lexi's voice scolding Hades for hurting him spiritually. And then it was peaceful. Something had stopped the maelstrom of demanding Elemental power. Jinx blinked a few times. Looking down he saw the cards were all face-down. Hades's face was a mix of horror and irritation, like he was sorry but still wished something had come of it. Lexi's hand was still holding down the second card as it hummed with less and less magick. "Can we just settle on a new plan?" Jinx said, feeling the sweat running down his face. "As I said this reading was a bad idea. It's too tense a situation and I am far too involved."

ALEXIA They aren’t dating! I wanted to do a dance around the court so badly due to how relieved and happy I was. Although I was aware if it wasn’t going to be Jinx, it was going to be someone else and did he mention she was into girls? Blinking away my thoughts, I tried to focus on the story he was telling me instead. “In a sense, the attention got worse and Jinx was getting harassed daily. It forced us both to face our fears instead of hiding away. She came out to her parents, and we have remained friends ever since.”

Why don’t I like this guy? Jinx runs to the coffee table and sniffs. Drool strings from his mouth as his eyes flicker between the food and Alejandro, waiting for the command. Any signal to attack the pizza. “Just our emotional stability,” Jesse teases. “And Axel’s last two brain cells,” I toss in, because I’ve had enough brooding for one night. I grab a slice of pizza and pat the couch. Jinx rests his chin on my knee, quivering with restraint, watching, waiting. His nose in the pizza, puppy eyes on Alejandro.

Thud. The sound of flesh colliding with something heavy. I pushed the door open. The noise echoed clearer inside. Punch. Punch. Punch. Relentless. I stepped in further, my eyes lifting— And there he was. Second floor. Behind the wide glass panel. Jaxon. Shirtless. Sweat slicking down his back, dripping off his jaw. Bandages wrapped carelessly around his knuckles — already stained. His morning wounds barely treated. His movements weren’t controlled.

Charles I sat at my desk, trying to work through the laundry list of e-mails I’d accumulated since leaving New York. I’ve got people for this but I’m pretty much heavy on confidentiality. I need every information cross-checked and sealed. The hums from the side made me turn, and there she was. Jaxen was standing at the bookshelves in my office, the hem of my T-shirt rising up her thigh and over the curve of her ass as she reached the third shelf.

Was this strange wish to punch the young doctor, jealousy? “Bye, bro. Enjoy your jealousy!” She chuckled more and rushed out of her apartment. Alexander smiled and closed the door after her. So he was jealous tonight just because of a phone call! It was strange since he had felt no jealousy when he caught Beatrix spending the night with Sean. In fact, he was relieved to find an opportunity to break off their engagement. Now that he had, he wanted to explore his feelings more. He hadn’t planned for dinner to get over so soon, wanting Eva to stay back a little, to resume the kiss from where they had left off. He wanted so many things with her, but how would he ever get the opportunity when sh

Plus, I think she's secretly the one in charge. Anja gets to her knees in front of Melinda and again places her hands on my mate's temples. Closing her eyes, Anja chants in Old English. I bite the inside of my cheek as nerves wrack my body. “Shit!” Anja screams while flying backwards into Orrin's arms. “Jai, move away from her!” “Why?” I ask that but comply. Melinda suddenly jumps into the air, and twists, seemingly turning inside out. She then lands on all fours, a proud lioness.

I kept my voice low, but my heart was pounding. Sarah’s grin spread. "That’s my girl. Sabotage his big meeting, leak some secret files, make him sweat." Secret files? Wait, didn’t Ethan have some weird document for Jace that looked important? Damn, what if… Before I could think it through, Miles voice snapped me back to reality. "Alright sons and daughters of mother parker, let the game begin." He pulled open a champagne, as his friends cheered. "We should play thirty minutes in the closet." A pink haired girl seated on Jace lap yelled. Why was she even on his laps, her arms trailing down his chest, I never got to do that. Wait... seriously?

He says giving me a wink and I giggle. I turn around and head for the stairs making my way to my room. Jace is waiting for me at the top of the stairs. “Hey baby, why was Zarakai yelling?” I look back down the stairs, where Tyler and Zarakai are still having some kind of heated discussion, but I can’t really hear what they are saying to each other. “Let’s go in your room.” I whisper, grabbing Jace’s hand, leading him to his room. I close his bedroom door behind me once we are inside. “What’s going on?” Jace asks, looking confused.

Please do not let it be him. But deep down, in the trembling, traitorous center of me, I already knew the truth. ShadowKing was Jax. And tomorrow, when the guilt had settled into my bones and the daylight tried to shame me back into purity, I would likely open the app again. Because some hungers do not care how many times they have already cost you everything. They only demand to be fed. I curled tighter into myself, the golden scar glowing steadily against my palm, my body still slick and aching with the memory of his words. Sleep felt impossible because the echo of his promises and the terrifying knowledge of who waited on the other side of the screen filled my head...