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“The stars might have decided that you can never be mine,” Darius said roughly, refusing to move away from me. “But I am yours. No matter what. I don’t care where we end up or who we’re with, I’ll always be yours. And I’m going to fix the damage I did to us even if the stars don’t care. I’m going to prove to you that I could have been worthy of you if I’d just listened to my heart sooner.”
“It won’t change anything,” I said, my voice cracking as I bit down on my bottom lip and tried to force the tears to stop. “If it changes the way you look at me then that’s enough,” he replied, his eyes full of pain as I took a step back.
“Cheerleaders sometimes support a certain player on the field,” Darius said as he pushed his hand into his pocket and took out a navy ribbon with the word Fireshield on it. “Will you cheer for me today, Roxy?”
“I just miss our back and forth. This isn’t him. It’s like a nice version of him. I want the real Darius, not some watered-down version. And I need to be sure the real Darius isn’t going to hurt me again. Like what happens when one day I piss him off and make him lose his temper again?”
כאילו יש בזה משהו אבל מה אם זה הדריוס שהוא רוצה באמת להיות כי הרי אנחנו יודעים שהוא היה מגעיל רק בגלל התפקיד שלו בכל מקרה
“Fuck me,” Seth breathed, and I looked to him, finding him giving Rosalie the hungriest eyes ever. He looked like a wolf about to stalk a deer, but Rosalie didn’t look like prey to me. She looked like a predator through and through. “Alpha,” he growled to no one in particular and I snorted a laugh. “You know you’re talking out loud, right?” I muttered and he blinked, turning to me in surprise. “Werewolf,” he breathed, and I couldn’t help but laugh again. “Pretty.” “You’ve been reduced to single words,” I pointed out. “Maybe you should ask her out after the match.”
Seth and Caleb crashed into one another as they were momentarily distracted by her curves and the rose vine tattoo spiralling up under her push-up sports bra, sending each other crashing to the ground. Gah - idiots!
“I wouldn’t say that,” Dante purred in that fucking Faetalian accent of his that always made girls act stupid. Geraldine stood to
“You make me sound like an old man, carina. But yeah, I would have wiped the floor with your team a couple of years ago when I played. If I hadn’t had to take charge of the family business, I might have gone pro.”
“If it’s got you this knotted up, we don’t have to do it again,” Cal said with a frown, pushing a beer into my hand. “I was trying to help; not make you feel worse.”
“It isn’t going to happen, Cal. I don’t believe there’s going to be some convenient do over for us,” I said darkly. “I’m going to do everything I can to make things right between me and her because she deserves that much. She deserves to know how much I care about her even if she can’t ever be mine. I don’t want her thinking the man the stars chose for her was nothing but a monster. But I am a monster all the same. And no matter how much I make up for, that isn’t going to change. There’s darkness in me that will never find the light. So she’s better off away from me anyway.”
“I told you I’m not going to hurt you, Roxy,” I purred, just for her to hear as she steadied herself by pressing her palms against my shoulders as she was forced to straddle me while my fingers curled around the bare skin of her waist. “So how about we play a game instead?”
I was my own man, and I was going to make my own choices. Which meant I’d never hurt her again.
“Let’s play chicken with the stars. We sit here and let them do their worst to tear us apart. The first one to get out of this seat wins.”
“What’s the matter, Mildred?” Roxy snarled. “Is it just that you can’t suck cock properly with that mis-matched jaw of yours or is it that you know Darius is only marrying you because his father is forcing him to?”
“Maybe you should just-” “I’m going to look after you,” I growled, leaving no room for negotiation. “So just let me.”
“Keep it,” I said, my gaze slipping to the priceless heart where it lay against her flesh. Dragons didn’t give treasure away. Ever. It was inherited through the family, or we bought more of it, but we never gifted it to anyone. It went against everything we stood for and the fierce possessiveness of our natures. But for some reason that I couldn’t fully comprehend, I wanted her to keep that necklace. “It looks better on you anyway.”
Yep, it’s official. I’m into my straight best friend. Thanks for the headfuck stars.
“Look, sometimes we want to see the good in people we care about so much that we pretend it’s there, living under all the layers of cruelty. But the fact is, Diego, some people are toxic. And if you keep them in your life, they’ll poison everything good in your world until you end up being just like them. And that’s a far worse fate than going against the grain and making your own path. Even if that means you’re alone.”
“My father raised me to be brutal, ruthless and merciless in my quest for power and dominance,” he said eventually, holding my eye so that I couldn’t look away. “When you and your sister returned to Solaria, it was the first time that I’d ever been forced to face a threat like that. Someone who might actually be able to stand between me and what I was born for. Father and the other Celestial Councillors put a lot of pressure on us to make sure that you would never rise. We thought if we could get you to withdraw from the academy, prove to everyone that you had no chance of ever matching us
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“I just didn’t think any apology I made could be enough to right all the things I’d done to you. And if I’m honest, I didn’t think you had any interest in hearing it even if I tried.”
“I should have realised that you were meant for me sooner,” Darius said in a rough voice that betrayed just how much this distance between us hurt him. “Some part of me did realise it,” I replied. Because I couldn’t deny the pull I’d always felt towards him, that ache in me which begged me to forget every horrible thing he’d done to me and just claim him for myself.
“But I was…weak, I guess. I took the route my father wanted. The easy route.”
But I was sick. I was sick with anxiety.
This could fuck with everything she’d worked so hard for. I’d just be the dark smudge on her history. The name everyone brought up every time she did a press conference, the discrepancy that would never go away. I’d hang around her throat like a fucking anchor until the end of time.
For once, I could see my future more clearly than ever before. There was only one path I could take now. I may as well have trodden it already. And as I reached the arching silver doors at the top of the stairs and they were pulled wide and gaping like the mouth of a beast about to swallow me, I took the last breath of crisp, free air before my fate was sealed within these walls.
Darius shifted across the seat and pulled me under his arm. I stilled for a moment as my cheek pressed to his chest and his arms folded around me. Then I wrapped my arms around him too and drew strength from having someone to go through this with.
“He doesn’t deserve this,” I choked out. “It’s all my fault.” He held me tighter and the scent of smoke filled the air as the Dragon in him rose to the surface. “This isn’t your fault. Lance has never spoken about any girl the way he speaks about you. It was inevitable that you’d end up together.”
“Did I do okay?” “You did great, Darcy. No one can deny how much you love each other,” he said, lifting his chin as if he was ready to go to bat for us if anyone did dare deny it.
I felt a cracking in my soul that spoke of the promise we’d made on the stars together. To always fight to be together. He’d broken it. And he’d broken me in the process.
He leaned forward slowly until his forehead was pressed to mine and I could feel a slight tremor in his body which betrayed just how much he cared, how frightened he’d been, how concerned. “I’d take death over life without you,” he breathed, his voice rough and broken by fear.
Darius followed on silently, not saying a word even when I goaded him about giving me a necklace worth a small fortune. But when I’d made a move to take it off and return it to him, he caught my wrists and shook his head firmly. “It’s yours.”
“Darius and Tory are meant to be together,” I muttered. “In fact, if I hadn’t been getting in their way all this time then maybe none of this would have-”
“Seth…” I breathed, not really knowing how I was going to finish that sentence. His eyes widened then darkened and for a moment I was sure I found pain in them before he locked it away again. “Sorry,” he murmured. “I shouldn’t have…sorry.”
But he wasn’t worth killing. Castrating? Maybe. But killing? Not worth the headache.

