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And then I growl, the sound ominously loud and sending unpleasant goosebumps down my spine. The body above me freezes before pushing off. I blame it on the growl. What person would respect a monster that sounds like a bat giving anal? Note to self: don’t ever fucking growl. Actually, don’t even speak. Speaking and growling are off limits. From now on, I am a nun...of silence.
There’s a reason us girls bleed out of our vaginas: to warn away monsters. Show them how badass and deadly we can be. Oh, your cock shoots out cum. How quaint. My pussy? Yeah. We have blood, motherfuckers.
“I know there’s a certain time of month where the female population experiences the Great Period.” I sift through my memories. “They partake in sacrificial blood rituals designed to enhance their...their anger.” I shiver. “Are you experiencing your Great Period?”
If I’m murdered, at least I’ll die knowing ahead of time that I’m a dumbass.
“Hello, little miss. Correct me if I’m wrong, but are you having a shitty day?” When she stares at me blankly, mouth agape, I continue, “Then you need the new and improved Mason Medusa. Satisfaction guaranteed. If he breaks, or if he doesn’t perform to your standards, feel free to return him to get a full refund. And if you act fast, I’ll throw in a Frankie as well.”
Van Helsing or not, best friend or not, I will not hesitate to kill him if he tries to harm my mate. My loyalty has changed in the last five minutes. She doesn’t know it yet—she doesn’t know me yet—but I have just become hers unconditionally. At the same time, Violet is mine, and I’ll always protect my own. After all, how can we be monsters if we’re not selfish assholes?
Suck dicks. Don’t be one.
“Sometimes you just need to tell my hormones to tone it down a notch,” I tell Mason seriously who sputters and widens his eyes. “They’re everywhere. Just look them in the eye, and tell them to calm the fuck down.”
“My mate goes into detention to be sacrificially slaughtered and leaves as the best friend of the monsters who were supposed to kill her,” Mason mutters, too low for anyone but me to hear. “Just fucking great.” Great. That’s the beginning to a twisted joke. A vampire, the Boogeyman, and Cupid walk into detention together… The Breakfast Club: Monster Edition.
“The lust you’re feeling now is not real,” he admits on a breath. “It’s part of my allure as an incubi.” His unreadable eyes flash to mine. “I have a darkness in me. A darkness you’ve probably seen before. I’m not good. I’ll never be the good guy, the hero. But you have my vow, Violet, that I’ll protect you with all the darkness within me.”
“When did you and Hux develop two bodies?” he slurs, stumbling over his own two feet. “Wait. Make that three. I didn’t know there was a third one in you.”
