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“Catch up later!” Ren shouted. “We’re kind of busy right now!”
“I give you my blood in thanks, Saeris Fane.”
“Holy fuck. Why is it so cold in here?”
“Eh.” He shot me a rakish grin. “I love a girl with a sharp tongue and a bad attitude. Kinda makes my dick hard.”
“Once upon a time, that was the case. Back when true mating bonds existed.
Protecting them while they live is considered a sacred rite that many die in order to perform. That’s what Oshellith means in Old Fae, Saeris. Most Sacred.”
“So you’re just gonna fucking kill yourself?”
No one else in the library laughed. Not even Carrion. But that was probably because he didn’t realize that flatulent meant gassy.
“Sure. Why not. I’m too pretty to die old, anyway.”
When I get you out of these clothes, you’re in trouble, he snarled in my head. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to sit down for a week.
God-bound. We were God-bound. Mates.
Like one of the avalanches that I’d seen racing down the face of Omnamerrin,
I’ll be waiting for you there, Saeris Fane. F
“I was going to leave, but then I figured maybe Fisher kept a diary. And guess what? He doesn’t.
“It looks like a Simon.” “Simon?” “Yeah. Simon. Don’t blame me. That’s what it looks—” He stopped talking and listened. “See. It likes the name. It wants to be Simon.”
Suddenly, I was f a l l i n g . . .
I was sick of her fucking lies.”
“A cunt of a move,”
“You spayed my mate when she was a fucking child,”
What was it, Fisher? A hundred years?” “A hundred and two.”
I should have died at his hand, and that knowledge had made me fear facing him again. But now that the moment had come… I realized that I was better than him.
You are just a human with shaky hands and a pig sticker.
He is the storm.
Why? What’s happening the day after tomorrow?
