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by
Jasmine Mas
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September 20 - September 20, 2025
“You fucking slut!” a scratchy voice squealed. My legs gave out beneath me as I was tackled to the floor. “Did you miss me?” Sadie asked. I passed out.
“Bitch, I know I’m sexy, but you don’t need to eat shit.” Sadie grinned above me with my head on her lap as she aggressively slapped my cheeks. “Ow.” I rubbed my face but smiled like a goon. She slapped me harder. “You like it rough, huh?” “Oh, baby.” I flipped us so I was kneeling on top of her with my forearm on her throat. “You couldn’t handle me.”
“Sadie, sweetie. I mean this in the kindest way possible. You’re a dumb fucking cunt.”
“You both are embarrassing and have the shared brain capacity of a rock.” Jinx stood above us and stared down at us like we were lunatics. Which we were. “Rocks don’t have brains,” Sadie added unhelpfully as she tried to claw at my face as I bent her elbow behind her back. “Exactly.” Jinx scoffed.
Roar. Suddenly, Sadie was gone. A massive saber-toothed tiger with shaggy white fur and black markings jumped across the room and slammed against Scorpius. I blinked. Sadie shook the seven-feet-tall fae man like a rag doll with her arm-length fangs wrapped around his neck.
“Great. We finally get permission to leave the beast realm, and you immediately act like an uncivilized barbarian.” Jinx rubbed her temples and sighed heavily. An action that was at odds with her less-than-five-feet, twelve-year-old appearance. “And who are you?” John snapped at Jinx with uncharacteristic suspicion. Jinx scoffed. “Your antithesis and the bane of your existence.”
“Should I have brought catnip?” Jinx rubbed at her temples like she was elderly and not twelve years old as John glared at her with distrust. Malum moved toward Sadie, and she let out an ear-splitting roar that shook the floor while she kneaded her hand-length claws in and out of Scorpius’s back. Everyone winced. As my body vibrated with the aftershocks of a predator’s warning, it clicked in my brain that this was really happening. Sadie and Jinx were really here. And from the flames spreading off Malum’s skin, across the floor, she was about to be set on fire. “STOP!” I leaped to my feet.
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“Sadie, please. He’s not worth it.” I began to sweat as the room’s temperature increased drastically. Malum was an inferno. The fire crept closer. “Please!” I pulled at her floppy ears. Blazing red tiger eyes narrowed as my bestie pushed Scorpius’s head further into the floor and placed more of her weight on top of him. Sun god, cats were difficult. The gods were really testing me whenever they made my best friend into a saber-toothed tiger shifter.
“I see you’re still a possessive asshole.” I smirked back. “I see your hair is still a horrifying shade of blue.” “Have you gained weight? You look fat.” “Have you lost weight? You look like you’ve lost a lot of muscle definition.” I gasped at his insult. “You’re still a bastard.” Cobra smiled like I’d complimented him. Sadie rubbed her hands over her face tiredly and sighed. “Well, I guess it’s a good thing you’re talking to Aran. Although, it would be nice if you could stop insulting my friend.”
Jinx rolled her eyes. “I’m here. Nothing will happen.” She snapped her fingers at Cobra to get his attention.
“I can look after myself,” Sadie snapped at Jinx in the ensuing silence. “No, you can’t.” Jinx laughed.
“Also, apparently I’m one of the special types of people that become homicidal when I’m depressed.” “This is a lot to unpack.”
I turned to Jinx—the pale, dark-haired child was staring at us like we were roadkill. “You don’t need to be here. I can protect her.”
Jinx turned to Scorpius and narrowed her eyes. “You’ve got a lot to say for a weak fucker that’s fully dependent on two grown men.”
“Also, your neck tattoo is lame. Who gets an eye on their neck and not in the middle of their forehead?” Scorpius’s nostrils flared, and Orion hid a laugh behind his hand. Once again, Malum erupted in flames. For the first time in weeks, glee bubbled through me. Jinx and Sadie were really here, and they were putting the men in their place.
Jinx pointed at us aggressively, like us being her parents was the worst fate in all the realms. “You think they sired me. Them? Those idiots? Right there? The ignorant ones that are still hugging?”
“I’m going to stab you both in your sleep.” I made a mental note to stay awake the entire weekend. Because Jinx kept her promises.
“Jinx has been meeting with Lothaire for the last few hours, and she hasn’t come back. I think we might need to rescue her.” Sadie’s ruby eyes were wide with worry. “If Jax finds out I left her with him, he’s going to go berserk. But she pushed me out of the room and shut the door. There was nothing I could do.” I patted her snow-white hair and chuckled. “If we’re rescuing anyone, it’s Lothaire.”
“We’re fine, and we’re going to find Jinx, and she’s going to be fine.”
“Obviously, soul sister,” Sadie waxed poetic. “Our wombs are aligned, and our tits unite us.”
Jinx was sitting in the chair in front of Lothaire’s desk, chugging a chalice full of wine while the insane vampyre general who literally smacked me around for fun leaned back and smiled at her.
“What?” “Oh, Aran, yes, I can’t wait to fuck you and your big cock. Let’s go to the bathroom!” Sadie pulled me into the bathroom and locked the door.
There was no man that could complete me. Because I was already complete. Completely fucked up.
Jinx dipped a needle into ink and continued to stab it into her forearm. “Yep. Scorpius gave it to me.” “You’re only twelve. Stop it!” “Oh, shut up,” Jinx and all the men chorused in unison.
I woke up with my arm wrapped around Sadie’s throat. I’d been choking her out in my sleep. Sadie woke up with a smile. It was just like old times.
Jinx’s sarcastic voice countered in my head, “How exhilarating. You have attachment issues. Groundbreaking. Now concentrate.”
“At this rate, that’s not what’s going to kill you,” Jinx replied with a chuckle.
Jinx’s spoke, and I nearly shot out of my skin at her booming voice, “Let your monster out, but keep control.”
“DO IT, YOU CANNIBAL!” Jinx ordered.
Everyone nodded, but Scorpius snarled quietly, “If everything burns, then how the fuck are we supposed to avoid the fire?” I shrugged. “Don’t be a pussy?” Yep. He loved that.
My recent descent into madness had come out of the blue and was completely unexpected. Just kidding. I’d been free-falling off a cliff for weeks, but I thought I’d finally found the bottom.
“I’ve talked to the men, and I’ve let them know that I’m claiming you. You’re going to be my little toy.”
“Why?” He asked a final time. I breathed out frost, and it danced across Horace’s colorless skin. “Because dead men can’t kill women.”
“Life doesn’t end in a bang, It dissolves in whimpers, All the weak shall hang, As the sun god simpers.”
My monster whimpered. I cried harder because I was still dissociating. There is no monster. I was the monster. I was her. There was no more hiding from it—I was the next mad queen of the fae. And I’d already ascended.
Lothaire flung me across the room like I was a chair. How nice it is to fly. The inappropriate thought made my lips twitch with a smile.
Lothaire stalked forward, grabbed me by the arm, and flung me across the room to the other side. Nice. Maybe he’d put me through the window next. Lothaire raged. John yelled something. The kings scowled. Two demons watched warily.
“Arabella, I am your father.” Lothaire smiled down at me sadly. I couldn’t breathe. “You beat me.” Suddenly, Lothaire trembled like he was falling apart. His eye widened like he realized just who he was pleading with. Aran. The person he’d beaten and thrown objects at. The child he’d tortured. Lothaire stumbled, then slammed his head into the wall as hard as he could. He left a gaping hole. Well, now I knew where I got my anger and hitting my head from.
“We have crowns,” Malum growled. “Because we’re the three kings.”
“The three Devil Kings of the ancient House of Malum.”
Lyla’s prophecy, “You will not be who you need to be until you embrace the dragon,”
