Pain and degradation exploded off the guy as he choked, and my grin widened.
Good. He deserved to feel even a fraction of what he made her feel.
His body wracked with a sob, and I tilted my head with an impatient sigh. “You don’t want to piss me off any more than you already have.”
He wrapped his lips around the bone and started sucking. His teeth ground the bone, and I winced, grabbing his jaw tight with my free hand. “I didn’t say to fucking bite it, did I? I don’t want your teeth marks on it.”
I’d let him continue sucking it a little bit longer than necessary because his humiliation was delicious, and when I held up the ivory bone bathed in moonlight, it was perfect.
Wiping the sadistic smile off my face, I bent over his crumpled body. “If you ever breathe a word to my little bird, I’ll take out your tongue next. Tongues don’t grow back for shifters, do they?”
I wasn’t sure about that one. I’d have to experiment. Shifters could heal body parts if the body part stuck around to heal, but if I took the tongue, he probably couldn’t just grow one back. They couldn’t regenerate, just heal.
A booming mirth left my mouth, and I wiped a stray tear off my cheek.
His eyes widened, and fear flowed from him to me.
I was drunk off pain at this point and shrugged since he didn’t answer me. “I’ll find out if you go near her again.She’s mine.You gave up any chance with her when you rejected her.”
Without waiting for his response, I stood, tossing the bone up in the air a few times before pocketing it, and became one with the shadows again.
THIRTEEN
Wren
Iawokewithajolt, frantically pushing myself up and rolling off the bed onto the floor with a hard thud. Squeezing my eyes shut, I tried to remember how I’d gotten back to the dorm, but everything was black.
Grayson had walked up to Lachlan and me. He wanted to talk, but Lachlan walked us away from him... and then it all went dark.
What could he have possibly wanted to talk to me about?
“You’re soaked with sweat,” Kian murmured, kneeling next to me with a cold hand towel that he placed on the back of my neck.
I lifted my head, realizing how weak my body was. “What happened?”
“Damien brought you and Lachlan back here, with you unconscious,” he explained slowly, scratching the back of his head. “Lachlan went to tell Thorn you were safe, and Damien... went to take care of something.”
“Take care of what?” I fought to control my breathing. Not knowing where I was or how I’d gotten there was scary when I didn’t remember passing out.
“He was really upset. His eyes were black and his horns were out.” He stiffened before shaking his head. “Nobody told me what happened. Are you okay?”
I sat up and let my back lean against my bed as I nodded. “Where’s Trixie?”
A soft snore that I hadn’t noticed before was background noise, and Kian pointed toward the wall where Trixie’s room was. “She’s a heavy sleeper.”
“Can you get a purple vial from my bag?”
He flushed again but grabbed my bag from the end table and rifled through it. “How does this bag carry all this stuff? It’s enchanted, right?”
“Yes. It was a gift from Thorn.”
He pulled out a purple vial and put the bag back down before holding the vial out to me. “What is it?”
I took it, and our fingers brushed, sending a spell of relaxation through me. “It’s a revitalizing healing mixture I made. Hopefully, it’ll kick whatever my body’s doing.”
Bringing the glass vial to my lips, I tilted it back and the sweet liquid slid down my throat. A contradicting icy warmth spread through my veins, alerting me to the magical effects of the herbs Thorn had given me from the fae realm.
I placed the vial down on the bed behind me and sighed. If I’d been alone, I would’ve stripped naked. The cotton pajamas were suffocating and not helping the heat waves hitting me.
