I glare at him. “It’s not going to work. You being mean to me so that I won’t like you.”
“I don’t have to be mean to you to get you to spread your legs for a guy you claim you don’t even like in record time. Just have to make you jealous.”
I’m about to spit another retort at him when I see it. The marking he has on the back of his left hand.
A snowflake.
My heart drops.
I almost fucked another man. I could have ruined everything. Made it so that there was no chance of us ever reconciling. And then the universe gives me hope.
Someone clears their throat, and I jump. Looking over Nyx’s shoulder. He doesn’t move away from me. He’s not hiding our position from her.
But gods, I want to shrink into the wall. The woman standing in the entryway is like nothing I’ve ever seen before. Her beauty is exquisite. The kind that can’t be touched by anyone. Luminous pale skin, sharp features, and raw magnetism that draws me to her. A pure vampire through and through.
Her scent comes back to me. And I realize the too-sweet smell I smelt earlier is all over him. So much so that it almostcovers his scent from me. There is no doubt that they fucked last night. That they aren’t wasting a second of their time together.
I wait for her to attack me. Drag me kicking and screaming out of here. Ripping my throat out for touching her man.
But unlike me, she isn’t possessive or jealous. She doesn’t need to be. She got the guy.
The second she walks into the room, I notice Nyx’s heart syncing with hers. They beat slowly, in unison. They can probably even communicate mind-to-mind like we used to. I bet they are mates. I bet once the curse is lifted, they’ll live thousands of years together.
Amora walks toward us. On second thought, she is going to rip out my throat. Nyx has pinned me against the wall. I can’t escape. I can’t run, or he’d catch me. And he’s going to serve me to her on a silver platter as a mating gift.
For a second, I search for Sylara. For her to save me. But she is busy flipping through a book in the corner of the room, barely paying attention to the three of us.
Fuck, Sylara. Help me,I scream in my head like she’s going to be able to fucking hear me. But of course, she can’t hear me. I always knew that Sylara didn’t like me. That she’d side with her own alpha. Never think he was capable of killing me.
Amora keeps walking toward me. I can’t read her. Can’t tell what she’s about to do.
I freeze, looking at her like she’s my executioner walking toward me.
And then she smiles, her lips curling up as her eyes light up. “You must be the snow wolf—the one the seers talk about being capable of breaking a curse. I’m forever grateful that you are choosing the vampire curse to break first. I’ll be in your debt for the rest of my life. Please, let me know how I can help you and repay you.”
I look from her to Nyx.You can repay me by letting me fuck your mate.But I don’t say that to her.
Nyx chokes, and I eye him suspiciously, as if he just heard my thought.
“Nice to meet the woman Nyx has fallen for. You can repay me by keeping him alive.”
Chapter 21
Ambrose
Iwatch Lumi slip away, like she doesn’t think I notice her. I always notice her. I’m always watching her. Every instinct in me is telling me to stop her, to go after her. That this can only end one way.
But I resist, because if I stop her or go after her myself, she’ll never forgive me. And I’m so close to breaking through her walls. So close to her giving me a real chance at competing for her heart.
I look at Emeric across the table from me. “Go.”
It’s a command, an order, a hope, and a need all in one word. He’s not my beta anymore. He can tell me to fuck off. He doesn’t have to follow my orders.
But Emeric nods. Still loyal to me despite everything he and I have been through.
Within seconds of Lumi walking out the door, Emeric follows. And I can breathe again. But the reprieve is temporary, because I can feel every emotion Lumi feels as she runs to Nyx.
Worry, concern, want…it’s all there. But the emotion that has me most concerned…hope.