You wish,I write, rolling my eyes. But the truth is, what he’s just given me says more than he realises. If that’s all he wants to offer, I’ll take it.
There’s nothing about you to admire.
He clutches his chest theatrically. “Ouch. My poor heart. How will I recover from such savagery?” His voice turns low and mocking. “Oh wait… I don’t have a heart.”
I push his knee lightly and turn away, looking back at the sky.
Even monsters do.
He doesn’t answer. But I can feel his eyes on me, burning into me, as if he, too, is looking way beyond my skin and straight into my soul.
Wait. Did we just have an actual conversation? Did we share things? My stomach flips, but I keep my head facing forward. I’m not giving him the satisfaction of a reaction.
“You should get some rest,” he says finally, voice calm and smooth, like velvet hiding a blade.
I’m about to tell him I’m fine when his hand suddenly slides around my throat, warm and firm, his thumb pressing just enough to make my pulse jump. His breath is in my ear before I even realise he’s moved. I whip my head around. Opening my mouth to ask him what the hell he’s doing, but no sound comes. Instead, a wave of sleep crashes over me, thick and heavy.
“Sleep, Blondie.” His voice rumbles in the darkness, distant but intimate. “We’ve got a long day ahead of us.”
I try to turn my head, to fight the pull, but my vision is already blurring. The last thing I see is the pale, piercing blue of his eyes glowing faintly in the dark like twin shards of ice.
What… did he… do… to me?
A strong arm slides around my waist, catching me as my body goes limp. Darkness closes over me like water, dragging me down, and his voice is the last thing I hear before darkness claims me.
Midnight Mischief
Theo
Sleep, dreams and nightmares… one of my gifts. It’s what I usually use on children so they don’t realise that their life is leaving them.
I glance down at the girl now fast asleep in my arms, her breathing soft and calm, nothing like the fire-breathing menace she usually is.
My eyes flick to Ahren, who appears to be asleep. But if he sees me holding her, he’ll lose his fucking mind and try to kill me. With a quiet sigh, I lower her carefully to the ground beside me. She won’t even notice she’s sleeping on stone, not with what I’ve done to her.
A loose strand of her pale hair brushes across her lips. I reach out before I can stop myself, brushing it away with my fingers. I’m way too nice; no one appreciates me.
This outfit is damn inappropriate. Shaking my head, I adjust the layer of her see-through skirt, covering her up the best I can, muttering under my breath. She’s asleep, but stilldemands attention.
Just as I’m about to turn away, she shifts slightly, making me pause, the faintest frown creasing her brow. Even unconscious, she looks ready to bite someone’s head off. She’s not at ease…
I remember the conversation we had moments ago and sigh. Why the fuck did I say what I did?
Suddenly, a slow grin tugs at my mouth, an idea popping into my mind. “Now, this is going to be fun.” Reaching over, I place a finger on her forehead as I pour a dream into her mind. When she wakes up, she won’t even remember I made her fall asleep, and with this dream, I will have the perfect chance to tease her. I snicker.
I look over at Allie; I should do the same to her. Quietly, I get to my feet and sneak over to her makeshift bed. Crouching down, I place a finger to her forehead. She stiffens, almost as if she’s about to wake up, but I force sleep to pull her deeper and create a dream. She’s sleeping in a field, and there are cowpats beside her head, and it stinks. And then there’s fleas and-
I can sense her aura rising and quickly return to my spot, stifling my cackle as Allie struggles in the horrors of her nightmare. I mean, it’s just cow shit, but she’ll be fucking traumatised.
One win for me.
I look down at the blond next to me, as for her… she’ll dream of me just so I can fuck with her, and of course, she’ll feel mortified when she dreams up that dance we performed earlier with some adjustments, and she’ll be shocked. And that is whatI’ll use to mess with her.
Now, this is the reason I like keeping what I can do a secret.
Wait, should I fuck with the rest of them?
Is that even a question? Even my wolf seems to approve, so obviously, I should. I mean, this shit is boring, and they sleep way too much.
