Juls scoffed at the display. “You think you can take me, minion?”
“I’ve killed many a demon prince; you’d just be another one that fell by my sword,” Jorin replied in his demonic voice.
“Enough,” I yelled and stepped forward. “Leave, Juls. I’m not interested in anything you have to offer.”
Juls smirked. “Same old Dom.” He shook his head. “I’ll leave for now. Remember my offer.” With those words, Juls disappeared.
“What did he want? You should’ve let me kill him,” Jorin said.
I sighed. “He wanted to offer me a way home.”
“Home. How? You can’t trust him.”
I let out a humorless laugh. “I don’t intend to.” I looked at Jorin, who was still in his minion form. “Go straighten yourself out and get me another drink.”
“Mas—”
“Do as I command,” I said, sitting back on my couch.
Jorin nodded and left the room. I released a heavy breath. Could this day get any worse? Could I go home? I didn’t want to think about it, but the words crept into my mind. My duša didn’t want me. Would it be awful going home? I could finally leave this realm.
Fate, what do I do?
Boiled Over
Talon
MyheartracedasI navigated the streets, each turn a blur. The encounter with Dominic haunted my thoughts. How could I let that happen? Anger and confusion warred within me.
My lion roared within me. He was pissed I left the pretty demon. Over the past weeks, he’d grown possessive of Dominic, considering him ‘his demon.’ Yet, whenever I sought clarity on whether he was our mate, my mind became a maelstrom of Dominic and Lucas's images, leaving me with no answers.
“Dude, slow down!” Jeremy’s voice cut through my thoughts, snapping me back to reality. I shot him a fleeting glance, then refocused on the road, narrowly overtaking another car. Behind me, I heard Leon's sharp intake of breath. Glancing in the rearview mirror, I saw him white-knuckling the 'oh shit' handle, his face etched with fear.
“Seriously, Talon, we don’t have nine lives—even if we are lion shifters. Slow down!” Jeremy’s voice escalated into a near-shout.
I cast him another glance and reluctantly eased my foot off the accelerator. My grip on the steering wheel remained firm, a physical manifestation of the chaos raging inside me. What the fuck was I thinking?
As the car neared the pride house, I pressed the console button, and the heavy wrought-iron gate parted, slowly revealing the familiar driveway. The ornate metalwork, usually a symbol of strength and safety, now felt like an unwelcome barrier to a refuge I was no longer sure of.
I sped down the drive, skidding to a halt in front of the grand mansion. Jeremy was quick to exit the car, and Leon followed suit, albeit more cautiously. I slammed the car into park and let out a massive sigh. "Fuck, what am I doing?" I muttered under my breath.
Glancing out the window, I couldn't help but notice Jeremy theatrically falling to his knees on the ground. "Dramatic much?" I commented as I stepped out of the car.
“You almost killed us," Jeremy snapped, standing up and brushing himself off. "I don’t know what’s got you so wrapped up, but you need to figure that shit out,” he added before storming into the house.
Leon paused, giving me a look that seemed to be a mix of concern and reluctance to speak before he, too, followed Jeremy inside.
I had been a whirlwind of chaos these past months, especially after encountering Dominic. Before him, my mind was clouded with uncertainties about Lucas, but now it was a tumultuous storm involving both of them.
"Fuck, maybe they are my mates," I murmured to myself, sinking into the overstuffed couch. My body sagged under the strain of my thoughts. I groaned, cradling my head in my hands. "What a clusterfuck."
“You can say that again.”
I lifted my head to see Alejandro enter the room. He took a seat beside me and released a groan, just as I had. Ale, as he went by, was a black panther shifter. He’d been trying for months to woo his mate, but things had been moving at a snail’s pace, given the fact that he scared the shit out of his mate, Randy.
Randy was a human and had no idea about mates or shifters. He went hysterical when Ale shifted in front of him.
“Randy still freezing you out?” I asked
