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“Fine.” I turn back to Sindri, not to have to look at Emrys anymore. Which is, of course, a mistake, because now I’m gazing at my other tormentor who looks just as gorgeous, and kind of amused if the curl of his full lips is anything to go by. “Fine…”

A quote comes to my mind and for some reason, it’s Ashton’s voice in my head reciting it:“It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness.”

Got to remember that…

“So you agree to help us?” Sindri asks.

I shrug. “If all four of you agree that you owe me.”

“I’ll talk to the others,” Sindri mutters.

“Good. And what about the arrow Emrys was shot with? Any headway with that?”

“Hey, I’m right here,” Emrys growls. “Don’t talk as if I’m not.”

“Emrys hasn’t apologized yet,” I go on, “for his obnoxious behavior.”

“No.” Sindri grins. “He hasn’t.”

“Sin…” Emrys’ growl deepens. “Fucking stop that.”

“Told you it wouldn’t be enough,” Sindri says.

The demon boy glares.

“What wouldn’t be enough?” I ask.

“Or maybe you changed your mind?” Sindri tells him. “Maybe you can stop thinking with your dick for a second? Or even stopbeinga dick for a second? Maybe you’re coming to realize that buying your way out of this isn’t the way to go?”

“Said by a fae,” he snarls. “What do you know about the right way of doing things?”

“What are you two even talking about?” I snap, annoyed. “Stop this.”

“Mia—”

“Or get out. In fact, just get out.”

Now I have their attention again.

“Wait, Mia,” Sindri starts.

“Get out!”

I may want to have a calm conversation with them but my head feels like it’s about to burst. I need to think, decide how to do this and I can’t, not when they’re right here, complicating everything a thousand times more.

Emrys stops at the door, turns around. “I apologize,” he says stiffly. “For hurting you.”

“Good. Now go. I need to communicate with the elements. Or something.” I wave a hand vaguely. “I need my space to meditate.”

They both stare at me. Again.

Then Sindri grabs Emrys by the arm and hauls him out of my room. The door slams shut behind them.

God. I let myself fall back on the bed. That had been lame. And stressful. And why did Emrys have to apologize and seed new doubt in me?

It was so much simpler when I hated him.

And I still do, I remind myself. Frigging asshole. I hate him so much. Him, and Sindri. All of them. I’m only doing this for my own reasons, and they won’t know what hit them when I succeed.

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