“It’s okay Jinx. It’s best to do what they say.”
Jinx gave me a surprised look but he stopped growling.
The enforcer smirked at me as he held up a pair of iron magic binding cuffs. Dread rolled my stomach, being cut off from my magic would be hideous. It would be disorientating, almost painful. Nevermind how vulnerable it would make me.
I stared into the enforcer’s cold blue eyes. There was no mercy there. Sighing, I placed my hands behind my back and let them cuff me.
The two other enforcers were trying to cuff Jinx, but the demon had scrambled up the bed and onto his feet and was crouched over hissing at them.
“Don’t hurt him!” I pleaded with the mages.
“Jinx, let them cuff you. It will be fine. I promise.”
My heart was tight in my chest, and my stomach was tying in knots. I didn’t know for sure that they wouldn’t hurt him and if they did, I’d never forgive myself. But if he continued to resist, to be a threat, he’d be in even more trouble than he already was.
He gave me a long searching look, then he glared at the enforcers and held out his hands. The enforcers glanced at each other. The one holding the cuffs, shrugged and accepted the compromise. I knew they would have preferred to bind his hands behind his back.
Jinx winced as the cuffs clicked into place. He shot me a worried, fearful look. I plastered on my best fake smile. Determination filled my soul. I needed to fix this, I needed to make everything okay. Jinx needed to be safe and happy. I had to do everything in my power to make it so.
One of the enforcers opened a swirling red portal door, and they shoved us through it. A wave of nausea washed over me. When I could see again, I saw we were in the Grand Chamber of the Council. The Grand Master was seated on his throne on a slight dais. Our escort hurried us over to stand before him.
Nervously, I looked up. I felt my eyes widen and I sucked in a breath.
Silas Darkstar was gorgeous. I had to concentrate on not letting my mouth hang open. He was all dark hair and eyes, pale skin and killer cheekbones. Wrapped up in a slender dancer’s form. He was immensely powerful too. The essence of his dark magic washed over me, unbelievably potent.
I got the distinct impression that Silas Darkstar did not have an ounce of shyness in him anywhere. That was fine. Confidence was a different kind of sexy. One I could certainly appreciate.
He stared at me intently with those beautiful dark eyes. Malevolence and ruthlessness gleamed at me. Oh, gods he was hot. Good looking and dangerous. Exactly my cup of tea.
He was also an omega, which as far as I knew was basically shifter for being a bottom. It must be embarrassing walking around, trying to live your life with everyone knowing your bedroom preferences.
Actually, thinking about it, it didn’t sound bad at all. Everyone would know I was an alpha. There would be no confusion, no ‘are you sure?’ or ’go on, do it for me’. Or my least favorite, ‘you just haven’t met the right top yet.’
I looked up at Silas Darkstar and wished I was a shifter. I also wondered if he was single.
Jinx suddenly stomped on my foot. I looked at him in surprise. Was he that attuned to my thoughts or had my expression been that obvious? I really hoped it hadn’t been my expression. Letting an infamous necromancer know you were drooling over them probably wasn’t a wise move.
Jinx glared back at me angrily with what only could be described as a pouting expression. My eyebrows raised. Jinx was jealous? He cared enough about me to be jealous? He wasn’t merely warning me to stop my ogling before we both got incinerated?
I turned away quickly so he wouldn’t see my delighted grin. Just then Silas Darkstar flicked his long dark hair back over his shoulder and I caught a glimpse of a bite mark. Damn it, he was mated and some alpha was a lucky, lucky bastard.
Jinx let out a tiny growl that I just knew was aimed at me. I bit my bottom lip in an effort to stop grinning like an idiot. Like I’d have a chance with the Grandmaster of the Council anyway. And even if I did, I suddenly realized that I wouldn’t. Panic swirled through me. It was just because I didn’t want to upset Jinx, I tried to tell myself. Pissing off a demon was a terrible idea. It could not be that I was feelingmonogamous. I had never felt that in my life and I had never had any intentions of starting.
Silas spoke, startling me from my panic.
“Your demon has been causing trouble, leaving evidence of the paranormal behind.”
I swallowed. I didn’t want to dump Jinx in it, but the Council needed to know the facts.
“He is not my demon, I didn’t summon him. I’m not his master.”
Silas leaned back in his throne, raising an eyebrow. I felt the faintest tickle of his magic against my own as he checked my words were true.
“So, what is he to you?” asked Silas.
I glanced at Jinx and then up at the Grand Master. I swallowed nervously as sweat dripped off my brow.
“My boyfriend,” I squeaked, terrified to be saying it out loud when I had only just realized it myself.
