I grunted.“He won’t betray us, he just can’t admit his unrequited love for my mother wasn’t what fate intended. Penina was and that pisses him off.”
“You cannot help who you love. The swordmaster loved Skylar by choice, he loves Penina by fate. Neither does he feel he can act upon and that makes him dangerous. He may not betray you, but he doesn’t have to help you either.”
“Ready Penina?” Remnant cooed and my attention turned back on her beautiful profile. “I’ll have ten seconds to throw, you must be ready at any moment.” Remnant held out her blade for the shadows to keep before wrapping the blindfold around her eyes. I traced my fang with my tongue, images of what I could do to her blindfolded flooding my depraved mind.
She held out her hand and the shadows gently laid the dagger over her palm.
“I understand the rules.” Penina, bounced softly on her feet with excitement. She had changed her attire again as she often did. It was a passion of hers and the green jumpsuit she wore now allowed her freedom of movement. If anyone had a chance to dodge a thrown dagger by soulmate it was her.
Remnant inhaled deep. “Riley, countdown please.”
“Ten…nine…eight…seven…”
We all held our breath when a flash of silver soared through the air and thunked loudly into the wooden wall.
“Goddess’s bitch.” Penina snarled, holding her arm where her jumpsuit had torn and blood seeped between her fingers.
Remnant didn’t even take off the blindfold. “Just a flesh wound, shifter.” She pulled the blindfold off and smirked. “Xi, please heal our friend.”
My brow raised. I didn't know the elemental twin had healing abilities.
“Don’t get too excited, your majesty.” Xi shot over her shoulder at me. “My healing capabilities are basic at best.” She waved her hands over Penina’s exposed mocha skin, healing it instantly.
“Alright, Nina.” Tyr said eagerly and pressed a glass into her bloody hand. “You lost, give us a truth we don’t know already, and we'll all drink to it.”
Penina’s brows furrowed over her deep brown eyes and then smirked. “I don’t like pasties.”
I choked on my drink and everyone stared. Even my father made a non-committal sound.
Remnant snickered. “What is it with you shifters and your pasties?” She pointed at the elemental twins. “You both as well?”
Riley clutched his arms to his chest wistfully, his hazel eyes narrowed on Remnant. “Freya’s pasties are unlike anything you ever had. A golden savory pastry bursting with warm flavors of buttered meat and vegetables, then cooled by the sweet, salty, tartness of ketchup. It is like sex.”
Remnant rounded on me and I tore my eyes away from a very stoic Tyr who was staring at Riley with hunger in his eyes.
“You’ve been holding out on me, shifter?”
I didn’t care who was watching, in two blurring steps my hands were in her hair tilting her face upwards. “I would never hold you back from such a delight, little umbra. Watching you eat has become one of my favorite pastimes.” I purred and inhaled the flood of desire pouring off her.
With shaking hands she rose her drink between us, her emerald gaze watching me over the rim of her glass she whispered. “Slàinte!”
“Slàinte!” The others said robotically, following her lead.
I watched the pale column of her throat with each long swallow and then slowly pulled the glass away from her wet lips to finish the rest of the contents with a dark grin.
Remnant drew in a ragged breath and spun away. “My turn to dodge. Who’s my dagger?”
“I thought you’d never ask, Dark.”
Bane sauntered across the room and gave me a smirking glare. I set the glass down slowly before I broke another one today and gave him a warning growl.
“I hate to say I told you so, fairy boy.”The panther drawled.
“Sooner than I expected.”I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at the back of his head.
“Indeed. In my day, an upstart like this would have been squashed immediately.”
I snorted.“You were just telling me not to make an enemy of him.”
