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I glare up at him. “Don’t fucking call me that.”
“Princess,” he sneers, jabbing his finger against my collarbone. I shiver, electric sparks teasing over my skin briefly before I shove the feeling down and glare at him even harder.
“Don’t fucking touch me, either,” I hiss.
“Or what.”
I swallow nervously, a heady mix of fear and something else swirling around me the longer he stands here invading my personal space.
I could back up, but I don’t.
I could run, but I won’t.
“Or I’ll get the rest of The Order to come teach you some manners.”
He starts to laugh, loudly.
“I know what this is,” he sneers. “You’re one of Ansel’s new fucktoys, and this is like some loyalty test he’s put you up to.”
I scowl. “Eww, what?”
Alistair leans even closer. “A fucktoy, princess. Ansel has a new crop of them every year. What’d he promise you? Piss me off, and you get to lick his balls or something?”
I wrinkle my nose. “You’re disgusting, you know that?”
He makes a face and waves his hand in front of his nose. “Ugh, could you back up? Your breath smells like Ansel’s cum.”
I stare at him in shock, my mouth open.
“What the fuck is your problem?” I snap. “I only came over to see if you were okay?—”
“Which we established I was five minutes ago, princess.”
“Stop calling me that!!”
“The sooner you walk the fuck away from me,” he grunts. “The faster that happens.”
“Ugh!” I blurt, turning on my heel and marching away from him. “Fuck you!” I yell over my shoulder, flipping him off for good measure.
“I’d say try not to choke on Ansel’s cock,” he calls back. “But from what I’ve heard of that douchebag, that shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Try not to get your ass kicked for being a shithead, shithead,” I toss back.
“Hey—princess?”
I stiffen, my teeth grinding hard as I turn to glare at him.
“What?!?!”
He turns to spit out more blood. “If you’ve got any brains under that crown, you’ll stay the fuck away from me.”
“Believe me, that will not be a problem.”
5
ALISTAIR
Gabriel’s already in Conference Room A when Taylor and I arrive. He eyes me warily as we take seats at the table on either side of him, facing the door.
