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First published June 9, 2020
“Rage and ruin had not corrupted me. They powered me.”Haha I was so off about who the Harbringer was.
Roth: "What about you, Zayne? Would you kill baby Harbinger?"
"Yes. I would. Now that we've all agreed that we'd kill baby Harbinger, can we get a move on?"
"Sure. I don't know about you guys, but this sharing and caring moment makes me feel like we're a real team that can get stuff done. Like the Avengers, but more evil."
"So, pretty much like Tony Stark?"
"Tony Stark is not evil!"
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”So, when are you going back home?” Stacey asked.
What she asked wasn’t so much a question as it was a dismissal. Like, nice to meet you, but it’s time for you to leave.
Rude.
“This,” I said, exhaling roughly. “You could do this with literally anyone else, and it would be easier.”
Zayne’s fingers halted. “You’re right. It could be. No rules. No complications.” He started moving again, tracing the line of my throat. “It would be so much easier.”
I thought about the waitress. “Not like there’s any shortage of willing participants.”
“There’s not.”
My eyes flew open. “Then why me?”
“Good question.”
I wasn’t sure I liked that response.
”People expect you to be self-sufficient and strong all the time. Like you’re supposed to be a shining example of rising above the suckage handed to you, or you’re there to serve some freaking purpose of proving how anyone can overcome odds if they’re just positive enough. Even people who have the same damn problems sometimes think that way.”
Meet Zayne: Protector of his love, Trinity:
“You needed me, and I needed to be there.” Zayne made it sound so simple, as if that was the way it always had been.”
Meet Trinity: Protector of all puppies:
“The demon had scared the poor puppy, causing it to yelp and topple onto its side with its little legs rigid. And that flipped me straight into Bitch Got to Die mode.”
“That half grin grew. “Maybe I’m just lying here because I’m enjoying myself.”
I blinked. “What—”
Zayne’s hands landed on my hips, and a burst of shock left me unbalanced. A heartbeat later, I was on my back and Zayne was over me, his knees digging into the mats on either side of my hips. I started to sit up, but he caught my wrists and pinned them to the mat.”
“I was going to tell you about Stacey,” he said, halfway to the compound.
Staring out the window, I nibbled away on my thumbnail. “You don’t have to tell me.”
“I know I don’t,” he replied, and I made a face at the window, unsure why he thought confirming that helped.”
“The fact that you can kiss me when I look like this?” His voice was like sandpaper. “It...it undoes me, Trin. It really does.”
My heart swelled and then squeezed, torn between the understated beauty of his words and disbelief. “I can kiss you like this because you’re beautiful like this.”
A tremor rocked him as he pressed his forehead to mine, holding me tight for another all-too-brief second, and then he lowered me to my feet, letting go with a slow slide of his hand.”
”The fact that you can kiss me when I look like this?” His voice was like sandpaper. “It… it undoes me, Trin. It really does.” “I can kiss you like this because you’re beautiful like this.”
It was him, everything about Zayne. His humor and intelligence. His need to protect those whom others did not find worthy of protecting. The way he sometimes looked at me as if I were the most important being ever created. It was even in the way I knew he had loved Layla, been hurt by her loss but still wanted her to be happy with Roth. It was the moments. When a chuckle turned into a real laugh. When he let himself go, slipped out of the role of Warden and Protector to just be Zayne.
The kiss was…Oh God, it was everything, because I didn’t want soft and questioning. I wanted this. Hard. Fast. Raw. He kissed me as if he was drowning and I was air. I didn’t even know you could be kissed like this.
”You’re beautiful, Trin. You have this thing. Its this spark from within. A light. There isn’t a single person out there that can’t see that.”
You’re so damn amazing, and you don’t even know it. You never cease to amaze me, Trinity. I don’t think there’ll ever be a time that you do. So yes, I’m in awe of you.”
”You’re under my skin and in my blood. I can’t get you out. It isn’t just your taste that has me spinning in circles. It’s you. Not just the memory of how your mouth felt against mine, or what it was like to hold you like I did. It’s the way you talk and laugh, when you really laugh. Its the way you fight and how you didn’t back down. Even when you fight me. When I’m sure you’re arguing with me just to argue. Its all you.”
"If my life wasn't bonded to yours and something happened to you? If you were taken from me, there'd be nothing that would stop me from getting you back. I'd go to the ends of the Earth. I'd barther with everything I have. In death, nothing would keep me from you. That I swear.”
”You were wrong? I challenged. “Is that what you’re saying?” Roth shrugged. “It would be the first time.” I snorted. “Really?” He smiled. “Look, it doesn’t mean that- we can’t be together (she’s talking about Zayne of course). It’s forbidden between Trueborns and their Protectors.” “What fun is it if it’s not forbidden?” Shoving his hands into his pockets, he wheeled around and started walking.