He smiles lightly, and then he shakes his head. "That won't be necessary, but thanks for the offer. I think you've had enough emotional blows to last you a while, especially after losing your friend."
A tear stings my eye, but I suck it back, putting on my best fake strong face. "Let's find this witch and tear her apart."
A dangerous smirk quirks up on his lips, and then his eyes flash blue. "I plan to."
As crazy as it sounds, those glowing blues don't scare me. This bitch deserves to feel his dragon's breath venom. Light witch or not, I won't have mercy on a human who tortured and killed Thad.
We walk in, and I'm quickly joined by Dice who speaks to Kane.
"So, your lycan girls didn't get a read on the scent the girl left behind?"
Kane shakes his head, speaking low enough to escape the ears of the humans amongst the loud music.
"No. She's smart enough to know to use a scent masker. How she knows so much about our world, I don't know. I'm going to head around the back, see if anyone looks familiar. Alyssa, you coming with me or staying with Dice?"
"I'll come with you," I quickly insert, taking his proffered hand.
No way am I staying with the incubus that seems so fascinated by me. But Dice is quick to interject.
"Actually, it wouldn't be wise for the two of you to be seen together. If you split up, you'll be less of a target. Not to mention, it'll give me a chance to see who's watching you, and it'll give you a chance to see who's watching her."
Kane tightens his lips, but he releases my hand. "Touch her, and I'll make it very painful for you. She's dealt with enough lately."
That didn't sound like possessiveness. That sounded distinctly like concern, genuine worry even.
"I won't touch her. I can swear to you Drackus's threat was enough to make me watch my toes. Just keep your eyes open. If she's human, she has a coven. I'm sure they know what she's doing, and if one of them is here, they'll be watching thetwoof you."
Dice takes my hand, and I shiver against the currents flowing over his skin.
"Dice," I growl, pulling back and clutching my hand to my chest.
Kane is already out of reach or he might have made good on his threat.
"See. That was me testing my theory. You're an anomaly, Alyssa Coldwell, and it's driving me mad. How did you do that?"
"Do what?" I ask while keeping my hands tucked close to me, not giving him a chance to try any more of his mojo on me.
"You're not immune to projection, but you're immune to everything else it seems. You channeled my draw, and then you denied my desire's touch. That was a touch that should have sent your clothes to the floor without a second thought."
"You're getting on my nerves," I mumble, watching to see if anyone is watching Kane.
"You're getting under my skin. I want to study you. That's how crazy you're making me. I almost feel... impotent. That's a terrible feeling for an incubus."
I laugh instead of slapping him the way I want to. I'm glad I make him feel impotent. Smug bastard.
He stops walking, his devious grin spreading as he relishes the sexual energy in the room, or at least that's what I think he's doing until I follow his gaze and learn the true reason he's smiling that way.
My heart sinks to the floor as my lips part just barely, denying my jaw the right to fall unhinged. My whole body trembles as waves of disbelief and betrayal stride through me.
Gage is leaned over a girl with red hair, tilting her chin up before his lips grace hers. His lean, toned body is taunting hers, and she slides her hands up his sides in response, touching the man I thought to be mine.
Her hands move on up to tangle in that soft hair I've gripped for so many reasons. His lip ring folds between her lips as he draws her in for a deeper kiss. If ever I wanted to kill an innocent mortal, this is that time.
"I thought the two of you were together," Dice says, enjoying this moment for some sadistic reason.
"So did I."
The heartbreak and humiliation in my tone can't be ignored. I came to find a dirty witch, and instead I found a cheating warlock.
He's smiling as he leans over to whisper something in her ear, and she laughs at whatever sweet or dirty thing he has just said. I've been on the receiving end of those whispers, and I know how good he is. He sure as hell fooled me.
He takes her hand in his, smiling as he starts leading her away. That grin he bears falls quickly when his eyes find mine, fury steaming my shades of colors within.
I can't hear the words over the music, but I can see them, read them as they spill over his lips. "Oh fuck."
