out from around Gerik.
I could only stare. Sweaty and flushed, his
hair a mess, Gerik looked like the poster child for sexual
indulgence. My body instantly responded, and the burning need for
the man in front of me had unfortunately resumed. Apparently magic
co-exists separately from my brain cells.
“Can we help you with something?” Onyx asked,
“Or are you just going to stand there and gawk?”
Oh holy Goddesses. I’d never wished anyone
dead until now. That man is mine and I will wage war against her
the likes of which no one has ever seen. May the birds of Ares pick
the skin from her bones and vultures use her leftovers to feed
their young.
Squeezing Stevo’s hand, I ground my teeth
together, trying not to explode.
“He is mine,” I told Onyx, my voice shaking,
“You-
“Trinity.” I jumped at the sound of Gerik’s
voice. He was staring down at me with his beautiful blue eyes, all
knowing, and full of guilt.
Gods, what was wrong with me? This wasn’t me.
I didn’t wish people dead over guys I’d only known for a few
months.
I cleared my throat, just to make sure my
voice didn’t break. “Stay away from me, Gerik. I don’t ever want to
see you again.”
Smiling with satisfaction, Onyx disappeared
back into his bedroom.
Something cold and painful slithered through
me and I felt the need to take back what I said. My betraying body
still begged to go to him, to touch him, and connect with him on
any level.
“Don’t fight it,” He whispered. My eyes
flared. I couldn’t be certain if he’d spoken the words aloud or in
my mind. But it didn’t matter. How dare he sleep with her then have
the nerve to tell me to accept the fact that I had somehow been
magically shackled to him?
I pressed my palms to my temples and screamed
within, forcing the need for him back to bowels of my mind.
He winced.
The feelings fled abruptly. And I left.
CHAPTER TWELVE
“What has gotten into you fată?” Xan had his
hands up, palms facing front. I jumped forward, rocking from my
heels to my toes. With my head down and eyes up, I slammed first my
right fist into his right palm then my left fist into his left
palm.
“Working off some pent up aggression?” He
asked, grinning at me as he jumped backwards, beckoning me with two
fingers. “Come and get me baby.”
I rolled my eyes and with my arm, wiped the
sweat off my face. “Don’t tempt me.”
“You couldn’t take me,” he said, grinning,
“I’m too much man for you Trin.”
“You’re too much something,” I agreed.
His already dark and deadly looking eyes grew
even darker. He punched his own palm and put his hands up again.
“Let’s go then, put some of the energy you waste talking my ear off
with your useless Greek stories into your punches.”
I narrowed my eyes.
With his teeth bared, he shook his head
causing his dreads to fly out, all around him.
“That’s it, get real angry Trin. Then come
over here and show me just how angry you are. Maybe then you might
get close to landing something resembling a decent punch.”
I ran at him with everything I had.
He sidestepped my first punch, and then
easily blocked my next two, all with an infuriating grin on his
face. On a whim I pretended to aim for his jaw and instead dealt
him a solid blow in the stomach, then ducked. When he lunged for
me, I spun out of his reach, only I wasn’t fast enough. His hand
wrapped around my arm in a bruising grip.
I had a small window of time before he was
going to crush me to him, bringing me down hard on the ground. This
had happened too many times already and I was ready to go straight
to Hades and take Persephone’s place before I let it happen
again.
As Xan turned me toward him, I quickly
brought up my knee, deftly turned my hip over and snapped my leg
outward from the knee delivering the deadly strike against his shin
with the ball of my foot.
Eyes wide, tottering on one foot, Xan fell to
the ground. His hold on me weakened and his hand slid down my
I could only stare. Sweaty and flushed, his
hair a mess, Gerik looked like the poster child for sexual
indulgence. My body instantly responded, and the burning need for
the man in front of me had unfortunately resumed. Apparently magic
co-exists separately from my brain cells.
“Can we help you with something?” Onyx asked,
“Or are you just going to stand there and gawk?”
Oh holy Goddesses. I’d never wished anyone
dead until now. That man is mine and I will wage war against her
the likes of which no one has ever seen. May the birds of Ares pick
the skin from her bones and vultures use her leftovers to feed
their young.
Squeezing Stevo’s hand, I ground my teeth
together, trying not to explode.
“He is mine,” I told Onyx, my voice shaking,
“You-
“Trinity.” I jumped at the sound of Gerik’s
voice. He was staring down at me with his beautiful blue eyes, all
knowing, and full of guilt.
Gods, what was wrong with me? This wasn’t me.
I didn’t wish people dead over guys I’d only known for a few
months.
I cleared my throat, just to make sure my
voice didn’t break. “Stay away from me, Gerik. I don’t ever want to
see you again.”
Smiling with satisfaction, Onyx disappeared
back into his bedroom.
Something cold and painful slithered through
me and I felt the need to take back what I said. My betraying body
still begged to go to him, to touch him, and connect with him on
any level.
“Don’t fight it,” He whispered. My eyes
flared. I couldn’t be certain if he’d spoken the words aloud or in
my mind. But it didn’t matter. How dare he sleep with her then have
the nerve to tell me to accept the fact that I had somehow been
magically shackled to him?
I pressed my palms to my temples and screamed
within, forcing the need for him back to bowels of my mind.
He winced.
The feelings fled abruptly. And I left.
CHAPTER TWELVE
“What has gotten into you fată?” Xan had his
hands up, palms facing front. I jumped forward, rocking from my
heels to my toes. With my head down and eyes up, I slammed first my
right fist into his right palm then my left fist into his left
palm.
“Working off some pent up aggression?” He
asked, grinning at me as he jumped backwards, beckoning me with two
fingers. “Come and get me baby.”
I rolled my eyes and with my arm, wiped the
sweat off my face. “Don’t tempt me.”
“You couldn’t take me,” he said, grinning,
“I’m too much man for you Trin.”
“You’re too much something,” I agreed.
His already dark and deadly looking eyes grew
even darker. He punched his own palm and put his hands up again.
“Let’s go then, put some of the energy you waste talking my ear off
with your useless Greek stories into your punches.”
I narrowed my eyes.
With his teeth bared, he shook his head
causing his dreads to fly out, all around him.
“That’s it, get real angry Trin. Then come
over here and show me just how angry you are. Maybe then you might
get close to landing something resembling a decent punch.”
I ran at him with everything I had.
He sidestepped my first punch, and then
easily blocked my next two, all with an infuriating grin on his
face. On a whim I pretended to aim for his jaw and instead dealt
him a solid blow in the stomach, then ducked. When he lunged for
me, I spun out of his reach, only I wasn’t fast enough. His hand
wrapped around my arm in a bruising grip.
I had a small window of time before he was
going to crush me to him, bringing me down hard on the ground. This
had happened too many times already and I was ready to go straight
to Hades and take Persephone’s place before I let it happen
again.
As Xan turned me toward him, I quickly
brought up my knee, deftly turned my hip over and snapped my leg
outward from the knee delivering the deadly strike against his shin
with the ball of my foot.
Eyes wide, tottering on one foot, Xan fell to
the ground. His hold on me weakened and his hand slid down my
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