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Inky shadows juked through his mind, chased by light.
Desperate yells cut through his mind in erratic bursts.
“....STAY...”
“...YOU CAN...”
“YOU FUCKING FIGHT!”
A massive jolt hit his chest and slammed air into his lungs.
“HE’S BACK!”
Strong hands gripped both of his as breaths blasted in and out of him. “Kult,” he croaked. “Pain.”
“We got you,” Kult swore, releasing his hand and grabbing his face. “We’re fucking here,” he breathed, pressing his head against his. “You did it.”
“Wow,” a voice said near him. “That is one hell of a 17-year-old physique.”
CHAPTER FOUR
Lore made his way tothe library, fully rehabilitated by Vex’s reprimand. Well, not really. But without taking steps, there could be no meeting of this challenge put upon him. This required him to seek out the woman of his obsession and do something he wasn’t accustomed to doing, which wasnotuse his gifts. Well, not use them on her. In a sexual capacity like he’d been fantasizing.
He pulled Harlow’s number up on his phone, deciding to go the direct route.
“King Lore,” Harlow answered.
“Dr. Harlow, I hope I’m not calling too late. But I had an inquiry regarding the Nuns.”
“Uh...hold on a second.”
Lore listened as he excused himself from female company. “Sorry, which of our lovely nuns can I help you with?”
Lore redirected his angle at encountering the favorable interest in his question. “Natasha,” he said, arranging a persuasive frequency in his voice. “Am I permitted to speak to her?”
“Depends on what about,” he said, mischief unmistakable in his tone.
