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Lex gasped to the others. “Is that why he keeps trying to get her to call him Daddy?!” That was it.
I felt my power rising up just as I sang out with all I had at Lex. “Fist yourself in the balls.” Everyone stopped and watched as Lex’s hand lifted. His eyes bounced between me and his lifted fist.
“Awww, come o-”
“Lips shut.” His lips slammed together, eyes widening as his voice was muffled, whatever else he was about to say was just background noise. I crossed my arms and gave him a jackal of a smile. Reminding everyone in this room that I could play dirty with the rest of them, I could be vicious and nasty too.
His eyes gave me one last flick, filled with anger, but I saw a twinkle of respect, and I was going to take it. His arm swung down, and as soon as his fist met the target, I laughed as his muffled cries rang out.
“That's what you get. Don’t fuck with me, demon.” I was in the middle of basking in my revenge glory when the lights in the room went out, and that damn flickering light above me was the only thing giving off any light.
I growled out my frustration as I turned around to smash it to pieces. I would rather be encased in darkness than have that damn light flicker above me. I stared at my target, ready to get rid of it with my fist raised when I noticed the flickering was happening in a pattern.
Flicker, flicker, long pause, long pause, long pause.
As the flickering went on, I realized that this was morse code for the number two. Excitement bubbled up inside of me as the lights in the room came back on, and the light stopped flickering, but I knew from experience that it would start up again.
“Hey! Do any of you have a pen?” We all looked at Falcon, who’s lips pinched. I opened my hand, reaching out. “I know you have one you, brainy mage, hand it over. I think I solved my safe.”
Chapter 6
I am going tokill that lollypop-haired fairy if it's the last thing I do.
A rising need to jet over to where he stood and rip his balls from his body vibrated all through me. I had a high tolerance for pain, so while I’d grunted and made the motion of cupping my dick, I wasn't in as much pain as he thought I was.
Normally, I liked pain. My first vivid memories were of pain.
The rumble of the ground. The ear numbing boom that shook me to my core. The flash of bright red and orange that crackled in the sky as a dirty smoke filled my lungs. The impending doom that crawled through the air around me. All of those memorieslaced in pain, knowing that this was the moment my life took a drastic turn. That my life was heading down an even more painful road, but it all wasn't bad.
I clung to the memories of those rosy lips delicately wrapping around my finger. The flash of white ashy locks partnered with golden-pink jeweled eyes that shined with life. The pale, cold hand that grasped mine, causing heat to radiate in my heart.
No. They weren't all about pain. She never gave me pain. Not real pain.
My mind flashed to the last time she slammed her glorious fangs into my throat. The intoxicating feel of them ripping through my skin. A bead of blood dripped down just before she licked it up, slurping at my essence that gave her life. Her own body became taut above mine as I gripped her ass.
I could feel my body screaming at me, telling me we needed to find our mate and play out what's going on in my head. The moan that slipped from my mouth was an indication of how much I enjoyedherkind of pain.
"Are you . . . getting turned on by hitting your own dick?"
Ax's disgust brought me back to the situation I was forced in. My anger cooled from my desire for my mate.
I lifted my body from being bent over, even if I still wanted to pluck Avery’s wings off and watch him squirm for using his magic on me.I needed to get some fairy training, soon.
I replied, “What's it to you?” He flung his hand out, not replying as he shook his head and turned back toward his section of the dingy room. I knew Falcon wouldn't pay me any mind, his brain was already about to explode. The second Avery mentioned figuring out his safe, Falcon’s left eye twitched as he quickly scanned the table and walls in front of him. That had to be driving our resident genius up the wall that the pretty boy was showing him up.
I felt Cosmo’s eyes on me, watching me, and I turned to stare back. He looked unimpressed, which was his default look, but at the same time, his brows pinched like he was trying to figure something out. Being the only one that was not good about keeping shit to myself, I asked.
“Awe, Cosy, do you want to rub it to make it better?” His body grew taut, gearing up for a fight, one I would enjoy partaking in. Me and him still have a score to settle, and my rose wasn't here to stop me.
His lip curled as he turned, stopping halfway before throwing out over his shoulder, “Why?" The sincerity in that single word threw me off, made me pause.
He must've felt the same because he quickly followed with a menacing sneer. "Did your uncle beat you up so bad that the pain you went through made you this crazy?” He rolled his eyes to himself like he didn't even believe what he just said, but he was right.
I shrugged.Isn't that how everyone trained in our line of work dealt with this?
I caught myself unconsciously rubbing at my wrists, remembering back to that day it all started. The way my training would forever be laced in pain, blood, and gut-retching feats. The first session, he had broken both wrists, having his mage magic them so they wouldn't be able to naturally heal over time, then threw me into a ninety foot hole in the ground and told me I needed to be out of it within a few hours. It was either that or be buried alive when they filled it up with dirt. That lesson was especially hard because as soon as I was about halfway up, they started to fill the hole with dirt, purposely trying to hit me to knock me under.
Thinking back, I was too naive. Just a kid begging to be loved, cared for, wanted by someone, anyone. The night before, my uncle told me he was taking my training to the next level, making it so I would be at the same level as my peers. I was so happy. Glad that I was making him happy with my progress. I didn't realize that night was the last night I’d ever really felt like a person instead of a dog he wanted to bring to heel.
