Paige bows before retracting, and those next to him move closer together, tightening this defensive wall.
Taking a mental note, I now have four new lines of information that are worth looking into: The female standing over at Alex’s booth, appearing all types of entertained; Raine’s coven and the difference between them all; theBook of Bondsincident, which takes everything in me not to freak out about, but is easier with Angie helping; and now this side of Russ.
“Are we done here?” Marcel inquires. “I have more important issues to take care of.” His gaze shifts between Angie’s, mine, and Alise’s.
“No, I’m also here to inform Kyra about her official ranking match tomorrow. Before the sun reaches its noon peak,” Alex answers. “You as well, Ashlyn, along with a new transfer.”
“Who’s matching against them?” Russ asks, and exhilaration latches around my heart knowing I’ll finally have a number for proof of magic.
Before there is a response, music starts playing again, and those not in our conversation disperse. Huddles turn into dancing partners as my night continues getting worse. I spot rock guy shaking his hips between two females, thrusting off beat like his life depends on it. Revolting.
A shiver of disgust quakes my shoulders, and I release an extended breath in hopes of forgetting his intrusion, amongst other dangling things. The three acting like Kyra’s Angels hold firm in the face of intimidation when another female approaches.
Great, what does she want?
Caspian turns and looks first, signaling Alex with a head tilt behind him, but her strides are quick. She is on him in under a second, placing her forearm on his shoulder. If I didn’t know better with all this talk of different Gods, I would think one of them must be using me for entertainment–an experiment–intended on seeing how much torture I can endure.
“Lexi, are we done here, or do you require more of my service?”His ex or current girlfriend asks. My gaze lingers where she rests her arm, and a flashback of Sofia manifests, her nails painted with…
“You have got to be shitting me,” I murmur, and Alex’s impeccable hearing catches every word. His focus meets my scowl of exhaustion and hunts for its source when two unlikely friends saunter up. Annika–Ms. Peanut Butter-Chocolate Chip Cookie skin, and Sofia–Ms. Nails, push past the wall of men. Both wear lawless grins as they separate and move to their respective crushes.
“Horus, here you are my cutie. What’s going on?” Sofia inquires; her smile aimed towards me is nothing less than a loaded weapon. She places a palm against his chest, and my eye’s roll reading her manicured coffin nails. ‘U-MAD’ is written from thumb to pinky.
Clever and cute, yes, but she gets under my skin in the worst ways.
“Sofia, what do you want?” Russ asks, stepping back to free himself from her touch.
“A dance,” she returns, looping her arm around his. “You promised me a fun night filled with dancing. Plus, we can’t letherthink she has the best partner–right?” She nods my way.Okay, this bitch is getting on my nerves.
Russ rubs an arduous hand down his face. “I told youI’llbe at Haven’s Hole tonight after you requested we hang out. Adding on if you’re in need of fun, there will be plenty of males willing to dance.”
“Exactly, and I found my male.” Sofia grins, cutting her eyes to mine, ensuring I’m witnessing this bullshit spectacle.
Changing views, I find Annika lingering beside Caspian, lost in a transfixed choke hold. Her dress complements his attire’s design and color.
“I’ve been searching all night for you, Cas.” She bats her lashes then moves beneath his gaze with her back towards me. I’m calling bullshit because she knows exactly where he sits–in the House Leader’s booth.
A ripple of energy brushes past my ear, and I cringe. She is tryingtoo hard for his attention, but I can’t deny how toned and thick her body is. No wonder she feels every male here is within her grasp.
“Ten points,” Caspian announces, and everyone’s attention migrates to them.
“What do you mean?” Annika asks, her voice soft and delicate.Has she been this attractive the entire time?Another ripple passes by when Blaise’s words remind me that she’s a siren.Oh this bitch. I bet she’s using her gifts.
“Twenty,” he responds, “or should we continue losing points until our House is so far behind that catching up becomes folklore?”
“There’s always a way to regain points, House Leader.”
Another disgusted shiver rolls down my back at the thought of them having sex. Annoyance follows in a heated wave, and my knuckles ache from balling my fists. I’m convinced, for all intents and purposes, this universe is toying with my emotions. Death, Destiny, and whomever else is joining in.
Sudden movements pull my attention when Alise flexes her fingers, and swirls of blood red magic wisp around them.Looks like she’s fed up with this as well.Taking it as our signal to leave, I step from behind the table, grabbing Blaise’s book and joining my girls.
“It’s been fun fellas, but I’m–we’re leaving. Big morning, right?” I give Alex a false smile before turning and facing Angie. “Can we go, please?” She returns a ‘hell yeah’ kind of smile and nods, signaling to Ashlyn and Alise we are departing.
Objections call from behind, but we’ve started towards the entrance, leaving my attitude and all six females to partake in whomever they see fit. Chasing a guy has never been my forte, nor will it become something I’m interested in doing.
If it’s a game these Gods are after, then ready player one.
Chapter 34
