Fate Hollow Academy: Term 2 (Fate Hollow Academy, #2)

by Lyra Winters

“Did you know that she pierces me with her shadow every fucking time I make her come?” he bragged, as he used his other hand to tug my bottom lip free from my teeth.

God, Damien is so freaking funny!

“I like the way you hurt me, little bird.” My entire body lit on fire. It always happened when he was around. Ever since we’d bonded, I couldn’t get enough of him. “Damien.” “I love it when you say my name,” he purred.

Damien is the guy!

He huffed and rolled his eyes before reaching toward my tie and moving it around until it covered the broken buttons. “I’ll be in the shadows.” “That’s stalking!” Trixie shook her head while Callie looked like she was about to pass out. “She loves it when I stalk her.” He winked at me before pressing another kiss to my lips. “I love you, little bird.”

Damien is so freaking psycho!

“Get back to pleasing our mate,” Damien rumbled. “Or I’ll take over.” “Fuck that,” Alister snarled before his tongue flicked over my sensitive spot again and again.

These are my two favorite mates!

My lips flattened. “He stole another pair.” Alister gripped my chin in between his index finger and thumb. “How many has the demon stolen?”

Damien stealing her underwear is an absolute hoot!

“That would make five,” I grumbled, with my cheeks burning. I really needed to go buy more.

I snorted. “Doesn’t mean he has to threaten to rip my cock off. For Kalista’s sake, he’s going to give me nightmares. Everyone knows he actually castrated that one dude for talking shit about Wren. Thorn told me about it.”

Damien is so violent!

“Doesn’t Damien give everyone nightmares?” Kian asked, brows furrowed like it was a normal thing.

Yes! Yes, he does!

I groaned, tilting my head back and tucking myself into my waistband. “She’s so fucking hot when she runs.”

Poor Lachlan, the mate bond really needs to snap into place!

“Werewolves and their need to hunt their prey,” Kian muttered as he walked in the direction she went.

“I’d do anything for you. I’d even reanimate for you, and you know how I feel about that.”

Kian, he's so sweet. Maybe too sweet.

“To set the record straight,” Damien started with glee in his tone. “Wren’s mine. She’s my mate. The Fates also mated her with six others. The bitch with a hole in her stomach had a point. We are powerful men, but Wren didn’t do anything to make us notice her. We did that all on our own. And I swear to Kalista, if anyone talks to my little bird like that again, I’ll peel your skin off and feed it to you.”

So brutal, but so protective!

“We could kill them,” Damien offered, running a hand through his hair. Alister let out a sigh. “We can’t just kill everyone.” “Why not? Wouldn’t it solve the problem?” Damien tilted his head. Thorn chuckled. “I have to agree with the shadow demon.” Damien smirked.

His go to solution: Kill them, kill them all!

Alister rubbed his forehead. “You really are a psycho.” Damien’s lips lifted into a cruel smile as he bent forward in a dramatic bow. “Thank you.”

Lol!

“Punish her? Oh! I love to punish her. Can I watch? Can I help?” Damien stepped beside me and ran his nose down my neck as he inhaled.

Such a pervert!

I scratched, and his chirps became more insistent. He was adorable. I’d give him that. Plus, Nightshade was an adorable name.

Yes, Nightshade is an adorable name!

Damien moved fast, grabbing my chin with his hand. “I will rearrange the organs of anyone who dares to touch you. If someone so much as looks at you wrong while you’re gone, I will kill them slowly and make them watch every fucking thing I do to them.” His shadows faded, and his horns sank back into his skull.

So, psychotically sweet.

I knew I lacked physical strength. Simmons had pointed that out rather quickly in Offense 101, but to hear my mate say that he couldn’t trust me to protect myself hurt. I didn’t know how to look him in the eye, so I squeezed mine shut. It was good Rowan had me pinned against the wall because I didn’t think I could hold myself up.

Sometimes, Wren whines - and gets on my nerves.

“I accept your apology. We just need to work on your anger problem.” I laughed through my tears, but his stern expression didn’t falter. I could see the guilt eating at him. So, I put my lips on his. “I love you both so much.” I mumbled against his soft lips as a feeling of warmth stole over me.

Rowan does need to get his shit together!

“Fuck. I’m totally going to steal those.” Damien’s shadows lurched forward, and they consumed the panties on the ground.

Damien and his panty fetish!

“I don’t do space.” Damien grabbed me up and smashed me to his chest.

That's good! We don't want him to.