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Darius’s gaze darkened.
“I’m just looking out for you, Cal. I wouldn’t want to risk her setting my dick alight,” Darius replied tauntingly. “Good thing I’m not offering then,” I snapped. Caleb bit down on a smile and Darius looked between me and him for a moment then shrugged. “Well don’t come crying to me when she melts it.”
“Don’t,” I warned as he shifted towards me, his eyes on my mouth. “I’m not a lamppost to be pissed on. If you try and kiss me here in front of all these people, I’ll launch you across the room.” “That’s a bit dramatic, sweetheart,” he complained.
I’m not playing piggy in the middle with your insecurities.
My gaze darkened at the hint of hurt in her voice and for a moment the shadows rose to dance across my vision.
“The back is supposed to say A.S.S. Forever!” Geraldine lamented. “Do you really want to wear something that says ass forever on it?” Max Rigel’s voice made us all look up in surprise and I lay down my knife and fork as I finished eating, wondering what the hell he wanted. His attention wasn’t on me or my sister though, it was firmly planted on Geraldine.
Max pursed his lips, and I caught a hint of lust coiling from him as if he was trying to push it at us. Or more accurately, push it at Geraldine.
“I’m afraid to admit I did,” she groaned. “My Lady Petunia set her gaze on a rather virile Siren, and he fell prey to her amorous adventures.” Angelica spat out a mouthful of coffee as a bark of laughter fell from my lips. “Did you just call your vagina Lady Petunia?” I choked. Darcy covered her mouth to hold back her laughter and Sofia was actually crying real tears. “Alas I did. And she’s a real predator when she sets her gaze on a tempting piece of banana drama,” Geraldine admitted.
“Well…I will admit he knows how to water the lawn,” she said. “Fuck me, how is that a description?” I asked.
“I wrangled that cheeky chappy,” she said slowly. “And I’ve put Lady Petunia back in her cage. She doesn’t need another bite of that apple.” “So that’s it?” Angelica asked. “Yes. I’m afraid the scallywag will just have to accept I hit it and quit it. No need to go riding the same horse again, there are plenty more fillies to break in.” “Fuck yes, Geraldine!” I exclaimed, offering her a high five.
“Uhuh. Five points from Aer,” he said casually. “That’s Tory actually,” Kylie put in while I scowled at her. “Darcy has the obnoxiously coloured hair.” “I happen to like obnoxiously coloured hair,” Nox replied dryly. “And I’m aware which Vega arrived late. I was taking five points from Aer because I can’t stand a snitch.” “But sir!” Kylie whined indignantly. “Five more because I can’t stand a moaner,” he added with a cold smirk. “Oh, and ten more for what you were just about to say about me to your little friend beside you.”
“You were about to say that I might be just as hot as Professor Orion, but I’m obviously just as big of a dick too. And thanks for the compliment but you’re not my type and I’m taken.” He pointed to his eyes and my lips parted as I noticed the silver band ringing his dark irises. I didn’t know how I’d managed to miss it before but now that I’d seen it, I couldn’t look away. I’d begun to think the Elysian Mate thing was bullshit, but now I was looking at the evidence of its existence for myself. He’d met his one true love and had been gifted a life with them. My lips twitched at the thought of
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Part of me still felt bad for hitting him after he’d said he wished Orion had died when the Nymphs attacked.
Dont feel bad
But even though I knew Diego had reasons to dislike Orion, I still felt fiercely protective of him, and the mere suggestion of him being hurt had sent me to a dark place.
“I er, passed The Reckoning, sir?” Tyler tried. “That’s a mindlessly fucking stupid answer,” Orion said, his smile withering. “Try again.”
“Do either of you have an explanation for not choosing a club? Or shall I just put it down to a lack of intelligence?” He smirked and I rolled my eyes at his crap, making his gaze sharpen on me. “Something you want to share with the class, Miss Vega?” “Well, is it really that big of a deal? We’ll just pick one now,” I said.
“I think the cheer squad will suit your jovial nature, Tory. They practice two nights a week on Tuesdays and Thursdays at the Pitball Stadium. I’m sure your Cheer Captain, Marguerite Helebor, will be most welcoming.”
“Just try not to screw every guy on the Pitball team, yeah Tory?” Kylie said in a sweet voice and we both spun around in rage.
“Pitball team. Try-outs are next Thursday.”
Of course he would do that so he gets to see her more. I hope shes really good
“Excuse me, sir?” I questioned icily. “Sit down, Miss Vega,” he growled, and I gritted my teeth. “Do you really think Pitball is a good fit for me?” I demanded. “Yes. I think it’s the perfect fit. Any more pointless questions you’d like to waste my time with?”
I kept picturing myself on that pitch being squashed by the four Heirs like a mouse under a steamroller.
Damn you, Lance. I’m gonna get you back for this.
She should whisper under her breath because hell hear it
“I’m not vapid,” Jillian complained from beside her with a sulky expression. “Miss Minor, what is the definition of vapid?” Orion stared her down and she froze, glancing to Kylie for help, but she only looked skyward in annoyance. “Well- er- it means- er- egg-like?”
A diagram of a hand appeared which moved to show the twisting flourish I’d seen him cast plenty of times. Most recently to stop anyone overhearing us making out or tearing each other’s clothes off.
“Would you like to share your little daydream with the rest of the class?” He smirked, telling me he knew exactly what I’d just been thinking about, and I cleared my throat. “No sir,” I said firmly.
A heaviness seeped over me, and the whispers grew louder. “Almost…closer.”
“Into…falling…help.”
I hit the floor, blinking hard as pain flared along the back of my head. I found my sister leaning over me, shouting something I couldn’t hear. Someone pushed her aside, the world still entirely quiet as Orion came into view, taking my hand so his magic came flooding into my body. I inhaled in shock as his power blended with mine and he dispelled the wall of silence I’d cast around myself, so the sound of the class rushed back into my ears. “-the hell happened?” Orion demanded, his hand still firmly locked around mine and his eyes alight with worry.
I knew what had happened. The shadows had lured me into them and that strange voice…it was the same one I’d heard when Lionel had sent us into the darkness. Fear gripped my bones, but I didn’t even know what I was afraid of. Just that I should be terrified.
And I wished I could just be honest about it because he was one of the only people in the world who could probably help.
I foegot they werent telling him
“I heard her again too!” she gasped, her eyes glinting with darkness. “In my dreams, but I couldn’t hear what she was saying, it was just distant whispers.”
“Same,” I said, a chill running through me. “Who do you think it is?”
Omg wait is it clara?
“I think we should tell Orion.” “No,” she said instantly. “Tory,” I impressed, and she pursed her lips, glancing away. I reached out and touched her arm until she looked back at me. “I know you don’t trust him, but I do.” “You don’t trust anyone,” she balked, and I realised my mistake, cursing myself internally.
Aww she trusts him thats so cute
“Ugh, fine. But I swear, if he starts lecturing us-” “He won’t,” I promised. “Why have you got so much faith in him, Darcy?”
“Because I know he can be an asshole, but he’s helped us too. And I know he wanted to save us from this happening.”
“Wanting to save someone isn’t the same as doing it.” “He tried. They both tried,”
What the hell was he going to think when he found out we had this dark power in us too? Was he going to flip out? Start drinking? Yep, most likely both of those things. I was just gonna have to roll with the punches.
“Dude, you are half a percent cooler to me now.”
I mouthed an apology behind Tory’s back, figuring I probably should have given him a heads up about bringing her along. But I hadn’t exactly expected him to have wine and a damn gift. But also, ooh what kind of gift??
“Well…” I started, biting into my lip. “We kind of lied to you about the shadows.” “What do you mean?” A dangerous tone sharpened his voice as he leaned forward and laid his palms on the desk. “They didn’t pass through us,” Tory supplied. “They stayed with us,” I finished.
“Yeah so…I’m gonna go get dinner now.” Tory got up. “SIT DOWN!” Orion bellowed and she dropped back into her seat like a falling stone. Tory looked to me with a scowl. “I told you we can’t trust this asshole.” “Miss Vega if you think you can talk to me like that and get away with-” “We need you to help us manage them,” I spoke over him. “No one else can.” His eyes whipped to me, an ache building in them like this news was breaking his heart.
“This is so much fucking worse than you think. You can already feel its draw, can’t you?” “Yes,” I breathed. His eyes flared with realisation. “That’s what happened to you in class,” he snarled, but not like he was angry at me, like he was angry at the whole world besides me.
“I damn well can help you. And I will when I get over the shock of this. But here’s a quick pop quiz first: are you two conspiring to give me a fucking heart attack?” A small smile pulled at my lips and his expression softened a fraction. He sighed heavily and sank back down into his seat. “So long as there’s nothing else-” “There is just one other thing,” I cut across him before he could fall into the hope that that sentence was clearly bringing him.
“There’s this voice. A woman’s voice, I think. But it’s so distant, it’s hard to tell. Do you hear that too?” I asked, sitting forward in my chair. “The whispers are souls trapped in the shadows,” he said darkly, and my heart thumped an uneven beat. “They’re Fae who have lost themselves to its power. It uses them to trick you, to lure you into its claws. But if you go, you’ll become lost, joining them forever in an endless void.”
“In your little book of black magic?” Tory taunted and he pursed his lips. “Yeah, I keep it with my Ouija board and voodoo dolls,” Orion deadpanned.
“Can’t you just teach us separately? I do not wanna hang out with that douchebag.”
She huffed, giving in, and rising to her feet. “Fine, let us know when and where. Right now, I’m starving, have a great Liaison, Darcy.” She gave me a sorrowful look like leaving me here was bordering on cruel and I frowned as she slipped out of the door.
“I was an idiot to bring the wine,” he said, shaking his head at himself. “No, it was sweet,” I said, standing and he glanced at me with shadows swirling in his gaze. “It was moronic.”
“Shit,” he breathed as he pulled away. “You taste like fire.” “How would you know? Do you often eat fire?”
“Not every day,” he murmured against my lips. “It gives me indigestion.”
