When He's Torn (The Olympus Pride, #5)

by Suzanne Wright

“He splashed me with holy water to, and I quote, ‘see what happened.’ He claimed to be disappointed when I didn’t burst into flames.”

“Remember my cousin who died shortly before we joined the pride?” The devil nodded. “Yeah.” “Well, he ain’t dead.” Bailey lurched to her feet. “He’s also standing right there.”

“He didn’t even fight me when I made the official decision to pull out of the vow I made to her.” A decision he hadn’t yet shared with her, but he would.

The Umber Nest were tight. But they wouldn’t back you if you bit off more than the nest as a whole could chew. They’d leave you to clean up your own mess and accept the consequences. In some situations, they’d even wash their hands of not only you but your children if necessary. Much as they’d done to Bailey after her parents—

“I don’t know what to say except ‘wow.’” Frowning, Bailey bit into her muffin again. “Then why didn’t you just say ‘wow’ and nothing else?” Aspen pulled a face. “Do you have to be annoying all the time?” “It brings me joy,” said Bailey. “Don’t you want me to be happy?” “No, not really.”

“Remember you said you don’t hate me?” “Yes,” he grunted. “Fuck me like you do.”

“I don’t think I’m superior to you. I just think you’ve been sent here to do the devil’s work, and it bothers me that you’re not fighting your fate.”

His priority was making sure his mamba was safe.