She went quiet for a moment and stared deep into my eyes with what seemed like a tinge of empathy. “What happened?”
“I climbed the ranks of the demons. I was eighteen when I became the incubi representative for the demon council. A renowned incubus, envied by all the incubi,” I spat bitterly, and she frowned.
“That seems lonely.”
Shock riddled through my bones as I maintained eye contact with her. Nobody had ever said that before. “It was.”
“Did you have anyone?”
“I had my parents who housed together, but they were a business deal.”
“That was it?”
I shifted in my seat and rubbed my cheek. “I was paired with a succubus.”
She blinked, scooting closer to the edge of the seat as she listened to me. “Paired?”
“It’s the equivalent of an arranged marriage.”
“Oh.” Her eyes widened. “Um, are you still…”
“No.” I shook my head as anger flared in the back of my mind. I was still just as angry as I was the day I killed her. “I’m not.”
She sucked in her bottom lip before taking a deep breath. “Did you have anyone who actually cared about you, Rhett?”
The weight of my name coming from her lips hit my heart, and I doubled back with a blink. “I had one person for about two months. She was killed for her association with me.”
She gasped, bringing her palm to her chest. “Killed?”
“Decapitated.”
“Rhett, I can’t imagine what you’ve been through. You only had one person and only for two months?” She swallowed hard. “How did you end up at the academy?”
“Rowan found me,” I said before getting to my feet. I’d said too much about myself. “Our session is over for tonight. Would you mind if I walked you back to the dorm?”
She pushed up out of the seat with her brows pinched together. “That would be great. Thank you.”
I rounded the desk and placed my hand on the small of her back, accidentally losing my bearings on my pheromones and blasting her with a hefty dose of them.
She arched her back and let out a throaty moan that sent blood straight to my cock.
Oh, fuck.
“Mmm, Rhett,” she whimpered, flipping herself around and fisting the fabric of my shirt in her palms as she hit my chest, pressing herself closer as if my touch were healing.
Her small frame pressed against mine came with a temptation I’d never felt before.
She stared up at me through a lust-filled gaze, and her belly rubbed against my erection as she pushed closer. “Rhett, my body feelsso hot.”
“Shit, Wren, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. The pheromones got away from me.” My voice was strained, and I moved my hand away from her back and stepped back a few steps as I sucked in all my pheromones, making sure to absorb them from her body before stepping away. “I’m sorry.”
Her lips parted, and she pressed her hand to her throat as she stumbled backward and caught herself on the arm of the chair. “That was an incredible feeling.”
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t—”
She held her hand up and cut me off. “It’s okay. You said you didn’t mean to. I trust you.”
“You do?” My brows rose. “You don’t know me.”
