Now it’s making a bit more sense why she asked him for help. She hadn’t given Brice her blood, and was trying to use her Amoro to control him without it. It’s why Sydni and I can’t help her; her blood runs through us and it could hinder her. She needs someone without it, so there’s no intervention in any way.
“Replicate the feelings you had.”
“I was under duress,” she remarks dryly. “At this point, there is really only one person that could put me into that state of mind, and I am not going to invite her over for fucking tea to help train me.”
I’m about to step out, when Brice asks, “Speaking of that woman.” Bringing my foot back quietly, I wait. “How was she in bed?”
My eyes widen in utter shock.
“E-Excuse me?” Her voice shakes.
“I heard you telling Kairhyse that she also raped you.”
When my fists clench tightly, I’m about to rush out there and completely snap his neck when a tight grip on my wrist ceases me. Jerking my head around, I have to look down, but it’s my little butterfly, standing there shaking her head.
“How was she?” Brice continues, and even though I can see the hurt in Sydni’s eyes from the comment, she stays steadfast. It’s like I can read what she’s thinking.‘Nothing breaks her…’
That is, until itdoesbreak my girl.
“You want to go there?” Xera laughs, and I can tell it’s strained, nearly forced. “Great, you know, apple doesn’t fall far from the tree right? I’m incredible in bed.”
She’s hurting. Oh no.
“I bet, how did she taste?” He’s going to lose his head if he isn’t careful.When I look back, she’s slowly moving around the kitchen island. Brice has now stood up. “Heard she forced you to eat her out.”
She only toldmethat. This son of a bitch was eavesdropping on our conversations.
“I imagine as good as you do.” Sydni’s hand tightens around my elbow at his furtherment of the comments.
“Shut up.” Xera’s voice is but a deadly whisper.
Brice keeps a solid distance away. “Make me,” he says through a laugh before continuing. “Did you enjoy it? I imagine a Succubus, no matter where it comes from, has to enjoy sex.”
I may actually kill him if she doesn’t.
“I’ll take your fucking head,dog.”
When he grins, I watch her cross quickly the space to him, and when she grabs hold of his throat, it’s now Sydni that tries to intervene.
Grabbing her quickly, I toss her back.
I know that Werewolves are strong, but I didn’t realize how much so. He is grabbing her hand and tearing it from around him, and as their arms shake for dominance, his smile grows. “Make me shut up. Sensitive whore.”
I would classify this sudden feeling like a storm showing up out of nowhere, sucking a clear day away and drowning the tropical weather into a hurricane. Dread, pain, anddeathenvelop my home in seconds as a black pulse emanates off of Xera.
Sydni shakes so bad that I can feel the ground tremble from it. Even I, who knows Xera would never hurt me, am fearful in this moment.
“Brice…” Her tone vibrates with intensity, and its sharp ring shatters any sense of calm we might have had. “Stop breathing.”
At first, the Werewolf just smiles, but it only takes a second for not only me, but Sydni, to realize what’s happening.
Heisn’tbreathing.
I don’t hold Sydni as she rushes over, just as Brice falls to his knees. “Phiny!!” He grabs at his throat, and as his face begins to turn pale, his gaze jerks to hers.
I walk slowly, just watching as Xera stares down at him while her princess shoots her gaze up to her best friend. “Stop! Okay, okay, you did it! He was only pushing you to help?—”
“Be quiet, Sydni.” Xeraphine’s tone is gentle, but a command, because I can feel it.
