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Corvus was the terrifying leader, all harsh lines and edges, with a buzz cut, silver eyes, dagger tattoo, and flames. Corvus was hardened. Scorpius was cold and mocking, handsome with refined features; short, perfectly slicked-back black hair; pale skin; unseeing white eyes; and a lifelike eye tattoo on his neck. Scorpius was cruel. Orion was quiet. Stunning with soft, feminine features, white-blond hair, golden skin, chocolate-brown eyes, and roses tattooed across his neck. Orion was refined.
I gnawed on my lower lip and fought a smile as I ignored his blathering about me being privileged. Sun god help me; he thinks I’m pretty.
Scorpius sneered something about “pampered,” and Corvus swore, “—disgustingly fucking pretty, it’s embarrassing.” Why are they so obsessed with me?
They were the worst type of people in all the realms—men who knew they were hot.
It was a fact of life that some people were blessed and not stressed. I hoped all those people got gonorrhea.
I flinched as I said it. I was starting to channel toxic masculinity a little too accurately. Oh my sun god? A horrible thought struck me. Was I becoming part of the patriarchy? Was I the problem?
Back in the beast realm, Jinx had told me I was “the first cannibal vegetarian and an embarrassment to the family.” I missed her.
He smells like the patriarchy.
He’d blown out a skull and crossbones image. Ghost was chill like that.
“Arabella, I am your father.” Lothaire smiled down at me sadly.
WHATTTTTTT?!?!?!
