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He chuckled, as if my defiance only amused him, and that sexy male sound made my toes curl. Good thing he couldn’t see my body’s reaction. Add one more thing boots were good for—hiding how suddenly and completely turned on I was.
His gaze dropped to my lips for a heartbeat before returning to peek into my eyes, potent magic in his probe.
I stared back at him, holding my ground.
His face, playful a moment ago, turned steel hard.
As power rolled off him, a brutal wind whipped around me, screwing up my facial expression and tossing my lavender hair about.
Now I would have to comb my hair again!
The wind didn’t make me shake in my boots, but it rumbled the old library blocks away. If the remaining glass shattered because he’d thrown a fit, he’d have to cover expenses for the repair. I’d send the bill to the Half-Blood Academy, where the demigods resided, according to rumor.
His magical wind threw everyone else backward, but it didn’t work on me.
Had he spared me alone, or was I simply so awesome that I could resist his power?
I got the answer when he silently commanded me,Kneel.
The word of power slammed into my mind, and I desired nothing more than to drop to my knees and show him my soft belly in submission.
But I wasn’t that kind of girl. His manhandling only infuriated me.
I braced my feet apart and glared at him. His eyes turned molten gold at the defiant fire in my eyes.
I’d truly pissed off a demigod.
A small yelping sound from Circe and Jasper confirmed just that. I’d help them up after I dealt with this asshole.
All gods, demigods, and demons were merciless psychopaths. There was no difference between them. Just look at how they tore the world apart with their male egos and wars.
There was no good guy on either side.
I braced for a blow from the demigod. I wasn’t his match, and my daggers and arrows wouldn’t do a damn thing to him, but I would still put up a fight.
His power increased, and I felt like the weight of a truck landed on my slender shoulders.
Cold sweat dampened my armpits.
A cocky smile tugged the demigod’s lips as he waited for me to drop to my knees in front of him, but I was one hell of a stubborn chick.
I refused to bow or kneel to anyone.
Be gone. You’ll not crush me!I screamed at the weight, and then suddenly it was lifted. I felt light as a feather.
What’s happening?
Even since I’d met and possibly vanquished that demon, I seemed to possess some magic. My words commanded power. Maybe I’d stolen the demon’s power without knowing it?
That was cool if there were no side effects.
So giddy that I’d resisted a demigod’s compulsion, I flipped him the bird.
Everyone who saw my finger gasped.
Had no one ever shown a demigod a vulgar gesture? I might be bold and aggressive, but I wasn’t crazy enough to be suicidal. I just often acted and reacted before I thought things through.
It was too late to undo the damage now, but I dropped my hands and placed them on my hips.
