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“My research,” Jarred replied. “It’s about moon tides and their magical effects. You are a half-siren half-stormbringer. Your whole magical existence revolves around moon cycles, doesn’t it, Claimed?”

She chuckled. “Yes. And I remember somebody saying the topic was pretty boring.”

“Mmh. They were clearly an idiot.” Jarred laughed. “Would you care to join me in my research, my lovely Claimed?”

“Of course!”

“Great. My mate is a nerd.” Irishen sighed dramatically. “And her pet is an even bigger nerd.”

“Says the prince who spends inordinate amounts of time in a library,” Wave shot back. Irishen grinned.

“Well, that just means you have an educated and well-read mate, morsel. Nothing nerdy about that.”

“Well-read, my ass. You couldn’t even read the library rules about ID cards.”

“Don’t tempt me to read your ass, mate.”

“She has class, Your Highness. Save that for later.” Jarred decided to step in before things got out of hand.

“Spoil-sport,” Wave muttered but turned to the bedroom to get dressed. Chuckling, he followed. There was one last thing he needed to give his Claimed.

When she was dressed and ready, he stepped in and held out his hand. “You left this behind.”

The jaguar bracelet he had been carrying in his pocket ever since she took it off gleamed in the morning light.

“Oh!” The small gasp filled the space between them. Slowly, Wave lifted her eyes to meet his. “I’m so, so sorry I told you to let me go.”

“It’s all right now, Claimed,” he promised. “You’re mine. I won’t let you go, ever again.”

She hesitantly reached for it and held out her hand. “Put it on me?”

“Gladly, love.” Carefully, he fastened the bracelet in place. As soon as he was done, she jumped him and kissed him hard.

“I think I might love you, pet,” she murmured against his lips, so quietly that he barely heard her. Maybe she didn’t mean him to hear it. Not yet.

Jarred kissed her deeply, feeling the bond between them grow. He could wait until his Claimed was ready to say those words without hesitation. He meant what he’d said. He wasn’t letting her go. Ever again.

Chapter 44 – Hellion

Hellion was fuming when he stormed to the campus. People moved out of his way like he was bringing the plague and he didn’t give a damn. What the hell, pun fully fucking indented, was going on?

Who the hell was Wayla Stormwell and why was not only Esserieh, but his damned father interested in her, too? Everywhere he looked, only more questions arose.

It had been way too late when Sinister had popped back home and told everyone Wayla was all right. That was it. She was all right, and he had nothing else to say about it. Jarred had ignored all his calls, and so had Wayla. Hellion had almost sought out Justin so he could have Irishen’s number. Almost.

Fuck.

At least one of his informants had texted that Wayla, Jarred, and Irishen had been spotted on campus now. Probably taking Wayla to her class. Damn right, they should be walking her to class after last night.

What had happened with Elena? He wanted answers, and he wanted them fucking now. He spotted Jarred first and lengthened his stride to catch up to him.

“Jarred!” At first, it seemed like he was going to ignore Hellion, but then he stopped and turned to face him.

“Not here, man,” he replied as soon as Hellion reached him.

Hellion knew Jarred had a point. They didn’t air their business out in the open. They had the basement for that, but he was too wound up to listen to reason right now.

“Where the fuck is she?” He moved closer, their noses almost touching as he glowered down at the shorter male.