Anarchy (Hades, #2)

by Tate James

He turned back to face me, shrugging his hood back to reveal a scarred face, partly covered with a leather eyepatch, and a deranged smile. "You have no idea how right you are, pretty boy."

Zed was at her side, as always, and for once I was actually happy to see him. Even if he was head over heels in love with my girl.

I’d never imagined myself as the damsel in distress, but it seemed strangely right that Hayden had come to my rescue. She was flipping gender roles like nobody's business, and I was here for it.

"If you fucking die now, kid, I'll personally take a trip to hell, resurrect your ass, and kill you all over again."

"I have Zed. Just like I always have. And you had your chance, Cassiel. Hell, you’ve had more than one chance, and you blew them all. Suck it up and stop messing with my fucking head. I don't have the time or patience to be manipulated by your dick right now."

"No. You listen to me, Hayden Timber. I've stood back and watched you push people away and isolate yourself time and time again, making yourself utterly un-fucking-touchable. For fucking years. Now, in the short time you've been screwing Lucas, something has changed, and I for one don't want to see it change back. You care for him. You're going to the hospital and making sure he's alive. End of discussion."

"Somehow, Saint, I doubt you can help me explain to Persephone that I've been fucking her high school crush for the last two weeks without telling her. And that because of me, he was abducted, tortured, and almost killed. Oh, also that my ex-fiancé—who she doesn't know played a heavy hand in her near-sale to a Saudi pedophile—is back from the dead and gunning for me." I bit my tongue to stem the flow of words that suddenly wanted to pour out of me, then took a deep breath. "If you can help with that, by all means, I'll happily listen to suggestions."

"Hayden. She. Is. Wrong. You're the bravest, most selfless, determined, and caring woman I've ever known. There is nothing you wouldn't do for that girl, and she needs to figure it the fuck out soon." His gaze locked on mine with soul-deep intensity that did horrible things to my flickering interest in him beyond our solid friendship. "The next time she tries to cut you like that, I'm setting her straight. I've had enough."

"What are you going to do about Lucas?" Zed asked as we drove over to Rainybanks and the Copper Wolf main office. I gave him a sidelong glance. "What about him?" He shot me an accusing look. "Chase took him to hurt you, which means he knows you care about the adorable little gumdrop."

"I'm not asking you for forever, Red," he murmured in that deep, husky voice that all but dripped sex. "But you'll give it to me anyway."

"For one thing, I'm almost positive you're not allowed to have sex so soon after surgery to reinflate your lung—" "I don't remember the doctor saying that." He gave me a thoughtful frown, like he was searching his memory. "Hmm, nope, no recollection."

Fists clenched at his sides, he took two steps closer. "I said, no. No, I will not sit down. Not about this. I'm not goddamn overstepping, Dare, because I fucking love you. Okay? I love you."

"Jesus," I hissed when my cunt throbbed in response to his touch. Cass let out a low, dark chuckle. "Nah, just a Saint." "Oh my god," I groaned, pushing back from his grip to glare at him. "You did not just dad-joke me while fingering my pussy. Fucking hell, Cass."

"I won't lose her to you, Zed. She already loves you and has since before I met her, so there's nothing to be insecure about. Hayden has room in her heart for both of us and for the grumpy old man snoring upstairs. Either get on board or get out, but I'm locked in for the whole damn ride."

you forgot the new security system in the garage. What did I tell you about riding dick in my house, Dare?"