“If you touch my monsters, I’ll rip off your face and wear it as a mask to frighten children.”
That was delightfully bloodthirsty. Mei steps past us all and snarls low in her throat. Even wrapped up in a fluffy blanket, she still looks vicious. The human turns to study her intently. There isn’t a flicker of fear, just curiosity.
“Who are you?” the leather-winged creature asks.
Mei lifts her chin. “None of your business. Go find your own territory; this is ours.”
Mei turns. He dares to reach for her, but I’m quicker. I grab his wrist and hold it tight, preventing him from touching her.
“You keep your hands off my Mei,” I snarl viciously. My Mei? Yes, my Mei.
“My name is Annileo, this is our omega, Isla, and our mate, Raz,” he says, speaking to me and trying to calm the rage that is threatening to turn this into a blood bath.
Isla punches Annileo in the gut. He barely moves.
“I am not yours.”
“This is Wraith, Asterius, and Sorrow.”
I glance up and find three figures standing on the clifftop. I drop his hand like it burns me. The first creature is the one that panics me. My eyes won’t see him, they keep sliding away as if he’s not there.
“Sorrow?” Mei asks. “As in Prince Sorrow?”
Annileo bobs his head, while the human yawns as if she finds this all unbearably boring.
“Who are you?” Sorrow calls from the cliff.
“The Healer,” she shouts loud enough for the Nightmare on the cliffs to hear.
He jumps down and lands lightly in the sand, taking his time walking towards us. The Minotaur lets out a mournful cry, and for the first time, I see softness in the omega’s eyes.
Wraith disappears, and I see a shape out of the corner of my eye. One that makes my heart beat faster.
What the fuck is he? He’s not a demon, nor is he Fae, human or Nightmare. He’s something else entirely.
Wraith moves close to Annileo and drapes himself against him, and I finally get a better look, but not a whole one. My eyes still don’t want to stay. Meanwhile, the angel on the ground slowly stands up, gripping his erect cock and stroking it in Isla’s direction.
“You are so pretty when you're hurting me.”
“Psycho,” she spits.
“Only for you.”
The Minotaur lands hard, causing the beach to shake, and then he’s between us and her, guiding her back from us. So far, the smartest alpha in the bunch, but I can feel their contained aggression.
Raz lunges for her, but Wraith grabs his wing and strokes it. The angel drops to his knees, quivering, his face slack with bliss as he pumps his hips.
“I am Ronit, this is Brio, Reed, Canto, Lirin, Leviathan, and the Healer,” Ronit says, ignoring the angel fucking his fist like it happens every day.
Mei is listening with her head cocked to the side, I have no idea what she thinks. All I want to do is growl at her and make her turn away from this foul creature’s display.
“You’re the Sirens,” Sorrow says with a sharp laugh. “I heard you were so powerful you turned into a myth and disappeared.”
“As you can see, that is not the case.”
“And the Healer, out of Nightmare. Does-”
“Shut your face,” Mei snarls. “You say his name, and I’ll kill you, Sorrow.”
