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“Knocked him out for a moment,” Zohar says with a small shrug. “Tiny sleeping spell. With how much power he’s got racing through him, he’ll be up any minute—”
A grunt from Necos shows he’s now awake. He rolls onto his back with a sigh.
“Shit,” he says. “Sorry.”
“It’s not you,” Mael says. “It’s the buildup of magicae.”
“I’ll go get the sparring mat,” Ciar says, disappearing.
“I’m going first,” I say, standing and tugging off my shirt.
I’m going to fuck them up.
Etrix smirks before copying me. That works. He’s the one I want to hurt the most.
Not because of his attitude here tonight.
No, that would be too simple.
He’s the one that deserves the beating because he got to parade around the castle tonight showing our beautiful little mate off as his own.
I might not want her. Not truly.
But she is mine, and I won’t have the world thinking he’s the only one who gets to be on her arm.
So I’ll mess up his fugly face, and then, well, maybe she’ll pick me next time.
I fucking hate how this bond is fucking my brain up.
12
“VITALIS”
Ifeel a tugging within me, one I’ve never felt before, but I don’t need to worry. I know exactly where it’s coming from.
Myanima nexum.
She’s calling for me, deep down in my soul, and I’m helpless to resist it.
“I need to go,” I roar, fighting the arms that are caging me in. I’ve been fighting him since I first felt the pull, and he’s not let up even once.
“You cannot,” my mentor replies, and in this moment here, I hate him. I hate him stronger than I’ve ever hated anyone. She needs me. She’s calling for me.
And he’s refusing to let me go to her.
“Because it’s not time,” he says, and I stop fighting him. “I’m not falling for that trick. Especially since I’m the one who taught it to you. I’m not letting you go. Not until her hold over you disappears.”
I let out wave after wave of magicae, but the rune I branded into his skin years ago protects him from my rage.
I hate past me for doing that.
It’s really fucked me over.
“She needs me,” I cry, tears building up in my eyes. My magicae is revolting at me for denying my mate what she needs. Me. She needs me to complete her circle. She needs me to fix it all.
But I can’t get to her. I’m failing her. I’m failing my soul.
“You are no good to her right now,” he says. He grunts as he manages to pin me to the ground for the third time.
