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“Uh, Frank. You might want to avert your gaze. Knox looks like he’s about to remove your head from your body,” Jason warned.
Jason smacked me on the back. “Chill, dude. He’s not making a move on your girl.” Your girl. I liked that too much. Something about it just sounded right.
Bella sent her friends a sly smile. “I heard they share.” Delaney frowned. “A house? Sure. They live off campus.” “No. They share women,” Bella whispered.
I was so caught up in watching her, the sway of her hips and the way her blonde hair caught the light as she walked, I didn’t see the fist coming. Knox didn’t pull the punch. It connected with a force that meant I’d likely have to shift to heal it. The crack echoed in my ears as my entire body lurched to the side.
“If you ever call Hayden a piece of ass again, I will do a hell of a lot more than punch you.”
“What the fuck’s wrong with you?” “What’s wrong with me is that she’s our mate,” he snarled. Everything in me locked.
When our kind found their mate, they had a deeply ingrained need to make sure their mate was safe and cared for. To provide for them in every way imaginable. Food was just the tip of the iceberg.
“We have to tell Cáel. He’s going to lose it.” I winced. Cáel wasn’t altogether stable. He’d been too broken for that. And I wasn’t sure what a mate bond would do to him. He might gut every man that looked at Hayden. What a hell of a mess that would be to clean up.
“Cáel,” Easton growled. “Let her go.” “No,” he gritted out. Knox approached, and Cáel pulled me tighter against himself. “She doesn’t know you, Cáel. You don’t want to scare her.”
It wouldn’t matter if Hayden never shifted. She’d still be the most important being on the planet to me. But I didn’t think that would be a problem. “I sensed power in her. Immense strength.” Knox’s head jerked in my direction. “You did?” I nodded. “She’s an incredibly powerful dragon. She just doesn’t know it.”
“Tell me what’s wrong.” I blinked a few times, trying to bring him back into focus, but it was no use. “My throat. And my body hurts. I think I have a fever.” My voice didn’t sound like my own. It was far away and had a gritty rasp. Maddox cursed, pulling out his phone and tapping the screen before he pressed it to his ear. “You need to get to my office right fucking now.” There was a pause. “Yes, it’s about Hayden. And you’ll be lucky if I don’t skin you myself.”
“What happened?” “Mating fever,” Maddox muttered. Easton’s gaze jerked to me. “What did you do?”
“We might have a problem.” I instantly straightened, on alert. “Talk.” “Your girl’s here. Hayden.”
“Thank you. It’s delicious.” I expected another wink or a grin, but instead, his face paled as he took a massive step back. Heat flared at my back as someone boxed me in. Lips skimmed the outside of my ear. “I don’t think you’re old enough to drink, Little Flame.”
I let my lips close around the straw and took another sip. Cillian’s dark green eyes flashed brighter, and then the color swirled. “Little Flame…” “It’s not alcohol,” I admitted. He chuckled, low and throaty. “Good. Then maybe I won’t have to fire my bartender. But based on the way he was looking at you, I probably should.”
“Does he know that I’m going to take you to bed sometime soon and fuck you so hard you’ll feel me for days? Yes, Little Flame, he does. And he likes it.”
Cáel held me as Maddox’s hands moved gently over my face. “Where does it hurt, Mo Ghràidh?” Concern and maybe pain twisted his features.
His eyes flared. “You think we deal drugs?” “What am I supposed to think? You have a ridiculous amount of money, you run some sort of underground club, and people want to kill you.” Cáel choked on something that wasn’t quite a laugh. “She has a point. It wasn’t a bad guess.”
“Maybe I didn’t want to sit around while Cillian threw it in our faces that he’d fucked you six ways from Sunday. You think we can’t smell it on him? On you?” “Smell it?” I squeaked.
I hurried into the lecture hall, finding an empty seat toward the back. Easton surprised me by taking the one next to me. A guy in front of us turned around, grinning. “Dude, when you’re done with her, I wouldn’t mind taking her for a ride.”
“She’s crying,” Cáel accused, panic lighting his voice. “Why is she crying?”
My cheeks heated as I looked up at Cáel. He let out a low growl. “I think we should stay home.”
“East,” Knox growled in warning. But Easton just shook off his brother. “I still have my free will the last time I checked, and I don’t want a damned thing to do with you. So just go use one of these assholes as your own personal vibrator. But remember, none of them actually chose you either.” Easton’s words slammed into me, leveling blow after blow, each one worse than before. My eyes burned, and my throat constricted, but I refused to let him see me cry. I didn’t say a word, just took off running for what looked like a back hallway. There was a scuffle behind me, and I glanced back in time
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