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“Weren’t you all obsessed with Gwen the last time I checked?” Darius asked him. “No. Well, not obsessed. It was a Wolf thing. She’s not my Omega anymore so that’s gone now…”
That girl was weird and kinda annoying with all her royalist bullshit, but she was funny as fuck too.
“Fucking hell,” Darius complained. “If she doesn’t jump on him in the next five seconds I’m pretty sure the rest of the class will.”
Instead, she curled her fingers, turning her hand back towards her as she inspected her nails, casual as fuck. “I think I just fell in love with Geraldine Grus,” I joked as Max’s forehead furrowed with concentration.
“That’s enough, thank you very much, Mr Rigel!” Orion called. “I don’t want to fill out the paperwork that would be required to explain why half of my class descended into a sex party.”
“Fifty points to House Terra for a truly impressive mental shield, Miss Grus,” Orion added proudly and she beamed at him.
“You heard the lady, Rigel,” Orion said, pointing him back to his spot beside Seth with a smirk.
“No chance,” he replied, his gaze still locked on Geraldine. “It’s just the goddamn beginning.”
“Pfft,” Darius shook his head. “A thousand says she’ll break his heart without even trying.”
“Nice job, Seth. Sometimes I think you’ve got the emotional compassion of a teaspoon,” he said.
“Yeah, I don’t think he’d tell me jack shit,” Seth said. “He just broke my nose with a pineapple.” “He’s not going to break Darius’s confidence,” Max agreed. “We need to get it from the source.”
If something was wrong with Darius, we’d help him fix it. That was what we did. We looked out for each other. No matter what.
A door flew open beside me and Orion was suddenly standing in my way. I stumbled to a halt and he silently pointed into his office.
The scent of bourbon and the heavy bass of rock music greeted me as I moved inside and he pulled open a cupboard door for me.
The look on his face made me think he was pissed as hell and I was beginning to wonder if I’d accidentally put myself at the mercy of a scarier Vampire.
“If you run, I will catch you. And perhaps you’d be better off not encouraging a second Vampire to hunt you today?”
“I think that my sex life is my own business and it’s pretty inappropriate of you to comment on it,” I said slowly. He let out a long breath. “I thought that maybe you and Darius might-”
“If I never set eyes on Darius Acrux again in my life it will be too fucking soon. I hate him for what he helped his father do to us. You should know that better than anyone as you were there too. Or am I supposed to pretend I don’t remember that, sir?”
Darius risked his own life in place of yours that night because of how he feels about you and-”
“And maybe you’re giving him too much,” he replied darkly. “My comments are not on who he is but what he is and I know full well what the call of blood as powerful as yours can do to a man.” I glanced up at the clock and a smile pulled at my lips. “Well perhaps we’re going to find out how well Caleb takes losing,” I said. “Because he just did.” Orion’s lips twitched like that idea pleased him, but he stifled the look so quickly I couldn’t be sure.
And don’t expect any help from me again when you need somewhere to hide.” “So why did you help me this time?” “I thought you were your sister-” he cut himself off like he shouldn’t have said that and I raised an eyebrow at him. “Playing favourites with your own Source?” I accused. “Good to know.”
He snorted a laugh and pushed his hands into his pants’ pockets. “Less of the ‘old’ I’m only eight years older than you.” “Yeah so when you were my age, I was ten,” I pointed out. “So you’re like half my age again. Hence, old.” Orion frowned like he didn’t really like me pointing that out, but why would he give a shit?
“Sure,” he replied with a smirk that made him look smug as fuck. “So, will I be getting that bracelet soon or do you need time to figure out what colours might suit me best?” I snorted a laugh. “You might wanna ask Darcy if you really want a friendship bracelet. She’s good at shit like that. Me? I’ll take you on a night out where I’ll steal a motorbike from some entitled prick and take you on a joy ride then drink you under the table so we both wake up wishing we hadn’t. That’s the kind of friend I am.” “Sounds good. But I’m a borderline alcoholic so I seriously doubt you could drink me under
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Besides, I’ve seen what will happen if you ask him. He’ll give it to you.” “Why?” I asked. “Why would he do that for me?” “I don’t know,” Gabriel said in a way that sounded like he really did know. “I just know that he will. Beyond that there are two paths your conversation might take. Which way it goes will depend on the two of you.”
“Hi,” I said loudly when he didn’t seem inclined to turn my way. His head snapped around instantly at the sound of my voice and he shoved himself to his feet. “Hey,” he said, hesitating on the other side of the couch.
“Well it’s just you said you wanted to keep your stash hidden from thieves, but under the mattress is pretty much the first place anyone would look for something.” I shrugged. “I guess you’d know,” he replied. “I would,” I agreed, holding his eye. I wasn’t ashamed of the things I’d done to survive. “But I guess you wouldn’t know what it was like to go two days without food, watch your sister shiver herself to sleep under a threadbare blanket and have to go out and get some money in any way you could just to make sure you didn’t starve.”
“I didn’t mean…sorry. You’re right, I haven’t got a clue what it’s like to have to do something like that. Or to have to live like that. I shouldn’t judge you for what you did to survive.” I raised an eyebrow at him. “I didn’t realise that word was even in your vocabulary.”
Or maybe you just want to try and draw me closer to you again just so that it will hurt even more the next time you push me in the mud or call me a whore.”
“Roxy,” Darius breathed, his hand cupping my cheek as he captured my gaze with his. “Fight it.”
I stumbled forward and Darius’s arms closed around me as he drew me against his chest.
“It’s alright,” he breathed. “I won’t ever let them have you.”
“So that’s it?” he demanded. “You’re just going to run away from me? Just going to go right back to ignoring me?” “And you’re going right back to tormenting me and making my life miserable, right?” His eyes flashed with emotion but I was done, so fucking done.
“Roxy!” Darius shouted from the other side. “That’s not even my fucking name, asshole!” I screamed back.
“Nothing did change,” I snarled. “I hated you then and I still hate you now!”
I sank down onto my bed, shaking all over though I refused to acknowledge it. Tears slid down my cheeks but I ignored them too. Because I didn’t care about Darius Acrux. And he certainly didn’t mean enough to me to make me cry.
Tory elbowed me and as if on cue, Max Rigel stalked his way past us toward the exit of The Orb with jam dripping from his hair and what looked like a bunch of bananas sticking out the back of his pants. He snatched them out, tossing them to the floor and some sad sap of a girl hurried to pick them up, running to her friends’ table where they preceded to start eating them. Gross. Do they have no shame?
Even him and Tyler seemed to get on just fine and for a second it felt like the shadows that lived in me had evaporated, leaving only the light of my friends shining through my skin like rays of the sun.
Add up all the numbers in the month, day and year you were born. For example: 01/18/1990 0+ 1 + 1 + 8 + 1 + 9 + 9 + 0 = 29 Add the number once again to learn your Birth Path Number: 2 + 9 = 11 1+1 = 2
“Well we don’t plan on ruling anything so…” Tory shrugged. “Plans,” Faun spat out a laugh. “Plan away, Miss Vega. You will soon realise that all plans are futile. The only ones that matter are written in the stars.”
“I think I just got my first real incentive to claim the throne.”
Nope, if ever there was a knight in shining armour awaiting me in the locker rooms, it was Geraldine Grus.
“I want the truth,” he asked, his arm tightening around my shoulders. “Tell me what Tory’s said about me.” I barked a laugh and his expression darkened. “What?” he demanded.
I pursed my lips. “How about not being a douche? Have you tried that?” “I am trying,” he said gently, his cocky shit suddenly falling away. I frowned, suddenly finding the desperate look in his eyes kinda sad.
“Tory also said you’ve got the personality of a grape, Caleb!” I shouted after him, knowing he’d hear with his
Geraldine started applauding as everyone stared at me like a meteor had just crashed from the heavens. “Holy spaceballs!” she gasped. “What an entrance!”
Orion’s brows were practically in his hairline, his arms folded and bulging against the fitted black T-shirt which labelled him as the Pitball Coach. “Five points to Aer,” he said with a smirk. “But it would have been ten if you made that landing, Miss Vega.” Backhanded, but I’d take it. He glanced back up at the sky as if looking for another Fae falling from the heavens. “Where’s your sister?” “She’s on her way.” Total lie. I bet she was stretched out on her bed watching Faeflix right about now.
“And hurry or I’ll remember how late you were to practise.” He was such a hypocrite, but damn it made me hot when he got all bossy like
Orion sprang to his feet, muddy, bruised and looking hot as hell.
With a cry of exertion, I released everything I had into the shield and magic sparked
It took me a moment to realise the pitch had quietened. The Heirs were watching me from where they stood.
