And the damage it had caused me still hadn’t healed.
Basically, my body was working overtime to prevent it from driving deeper and causing more damage, my natural makeup keeping it isolated, most of its energy focused there. The healing had become secondary and it was moving along at a snail’s pace—or human pace.
I fingered my worry stone bracelet on my left wrist. Then I strode to the far end of my dorm and walked out onto the balcony, needing to distract myself until the pain flare subsided.
At least it was only every couple of hours and lasted for about ten minutes max. Problem was, it would be like that until it fully healed. And with the way it was going, it could be another few days.
I sucked in mouthfuls of the fresh morning air as I leaned against the balcony railing in my pink and black striped boxer briefs, allowing the slight wind to brush soothingly over my skin.
Some dorm room balconies peered over the campus courtyard, but mine was over the rear of the building, looking out over the gardens and the open fields and trees that extended for a couple of acres. There was also a lake at the center of the grounds.
And that was where I caught sight of that motherfucker, Keuric.
There he was walking on water like a trumped-up god, using his ice to accomplish it.
What a pretentious, delusional little shit.
Just like him with thatveryprominent silver dragon’s head belt buckle that was basically functioning as a neon flashing arrow straight to his dick.
Come the fuck on, man.
His coat was discarded on the bank, and he glided back and forth along the water shirtless, his blue hair whipping wildly about him.
He was trying to take my place here as the big man on campus, something I’d worked hard to establish and managed to maintain for the last three years.
Not through alpha male posturing or attempted domination like he was going with.
But because I wasme.
I was fun, adventurous, and I struck a perfect balance between approachable and dangerous mystique. I was a fuckingjoy to be around. That was what people got from me on the surface. And so long as they didn’t piss me off, it stayed that way.
Him, though?
After his bullshit last night and his intent to supplant me… he’d be getting my nastier side.
I saw him scent the air.
He stilled on the lake.
And then he raised his head, his gaze locking right on mine across all that distance.
He smirked and licked his lips at me. Then he grabbed his cock through his pants and thrust his hips.
Urgh.As if I’d hit that.
In fact, I wasn’t in the mood to fuck anyone.
I was supposed to be getting it on with my vampire fuck buddy, Payton, but I’d canceled. I was in no state for it.
I knew I wasn’t emotionally stable right now. I was on edge. I could actually recognize that despite what some people assumed.
And with the frostbite thing… I didn’t like pain with my sex. Except when Winter was involved. But he delivered it in the right way, the perfect way. Nobody else could replicate that. Besides, to endure pain during fucking meant being the submissive one, which was another thing I only did with him. Nobody else knew I even had that in me.
And they never would.
Keuric wasn’t done trying to sexually intimidate me—as if that would ever be possible—and he slid two fingers into his mouth and made a show of blowing them, tongue swirling greedily.
Fucker.
