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The candles around the room blazed to life, lit by either Tyson or Quinton’s magic.
Tyson crawled around the floor on his hands and knees with a thick piece of white chalk in his hand, drawing on the broken cement.
I stripped down naked and folded my clothes into a neat pile, placing them on the floor by the foot of the stairs.
Thankfully neither of them looked at my dick because that fucker was owned and claimed the moment Isobel wrapped her lips around it. And I wanted Romero to own it too. I hoped neither of them got pissed when they found out I was naked around these two.
Tyson finished drawing the circle and I carefully stepped over the chalk and inside. Quinton handed me over a large black bowl and I placed it in the center of the circle.
This was it, the time was now, and I needed to prove myself and my worth to not only my female but my coven as well. They didn’t need to be here or see it. I was okay with that. The only person who needed to know the lengths I was willing to go to for them was me. I’d know, and that was enough for me.
Well, Tyson and Quinton would know, but they didn’t exactly matter to me anymore. And, really, the only one of them who’d ever mattered to me in the first place was Quinton and we weren’t there anymore after him telling me to stay away from his family. I wasn’t so sure I’d ever want to go back there again and open myself up to that kind of bullshit for another round.
The bowl was big enough that I easily fit the hairbrush and the tube of lipstick inside of it. Quinton nodded his head in approval and his eyes shined with an eerie light that didn’t exactly seem human.
He was a powerful witch, there was no denying that.
I ignored Tyson entirely because he didn’t mean shit to me.
I sat down in the center of the circle with the bowl and the dagger on the floor in front of me. The floor was definitely uncomfortable to sit my bare ass on and my balls were definitely not feeling it, but I sucked it up.
The candles seemed to burn brighter, the flames licking higher towards the ceiling, as I picked up the dagger and held my hand up above the bowl.
The door at the top of the stairs crashed in and footsteps stormed down the stairs.
I already knew who it was going to be before they appeared at the foot of the stairs.
Rain and Ariel Kimber.
Ariel glared at Quinton as if he were a naughty child and this was all his fault. He was definitely going to get it from her.
But Rain?
He only had eyes for me. It was like we were the only two people in the room. Everyone and everything else faded into the shadows and only Rain and I remained down here in this fucked up basement.
His green eyes were spitting fire.
And I was in a whole world of trouble here.
“You get out of that circle,right the fuck now.” He snarled at me.
I wanted to do as he said. I wanted to follow his orders.
But I was never really big on doing as I was told.
I slashed the dagger down and sliced open my palm.
Blood immediately began to pour out and dripped out of me, falling down into the bowl.
“Fuck, Finn.” Rain growled in a voice full of gravel. “You better not let anything happen to you in that fucking circle or I’m going to beat your ass black and blue. What the fuck do you think Romero and Isobel would say if I allowed something bad to happen to you? There’d both be devastated, and, for fuck’s sake, we got enough problems right now. We don’t need for you to add more.”
I closed my eyes to the raw emotion he was showing me for the first time.
Shit.
I hoped like hell I hadn’t just made a huge mistake. Rain Kimber just showed me something I really, almost desperately, wanted.
Rain Kimber gave a shit about me.
