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She was so close to me that I could feel her magic. It called to me like a ritual, sending me the scent of burning sage and garden roses. It didn’t make sense how I knew, but I knew it was her. She didn’t have this pull to her magic before. Something had changed. My nose twitched as I noticed another scent I was familiar with. Sex. The unmistakable scent of arousal and wetness.
I balled my hands into fists. Those mages were going to have to find their own toys. Raven wasn’t one of their flavors of the month. She needed to be worshipped not used and tossed aside.
“Luka, you get to go first today,” Coach Miller said. “And why don’t you show the little mage how it’s done. I don’t think we’ve had a combat since you’ve arrived, have we?”
Raven shook her head. “No, coach.”
Panic surged through me and my heart hammered in my chest.No.Combat was dangerous. It wasn’t exactly fight to the death as most of us were immortal, but it was damn close. And I’d never fought a mage. I didn’t know what they could take. “Coach, she’s never even seen combat before.”
The coach cocked his head to the side. “I’ve never known you to turn down a tumble with a member of the opposite sex. Isn’t that what you shitty demons live for?”
I glared at him. Like he could talk. I got my magic from pleasure. My own and those I was with. I never forced anyone, and I was damn good at fucking. He was a half snake man with a steroid addiction. Did he even have a penis? Was that what this was? Penis envy?
“You won’t do it, I’ll find someone else who will,” he threatened.
“I’ll take a go at her,” Remi called.
My insides rumbled in a low growl. I didn’t like being threatened, and he knew exactly how to push my buttons. I swear, one day I was going to tear that grin off of his smug face. “Fine.”
“Winters, in the ring,” he called.
I stepped into the center of the circle of students, my heart falling to the pit of my stomach as Raven lifted her chin and stepped forward. Even as she approached the ring for an unknown combat test, she didn’t waver. She didn’t let her fear show. But I could smell it on her. And she had every right to be afraid. She should be very, very afraid.
