Page 29 of Fate of a Faux


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“This is Ophira Octave.” Mother spins her finger, and the cube begins to turn, giving us a view of the girl at all angles.??

“Vamp?” I guess.??

“Siren.”

Our chairs sit four feet above ground, and the cube continues forward until it’s two feet from the first step. The redhead parts her golden gown at the slit, revealing long, lean legs as she drops to her knees before me. Her silken hair falls gracefully over her shoulders, and she holds there, head bowed before us.??

I cock my head, attempting to tap into hers, and frown when I get nothing.??

“The cube blocks all magic from coming in or out.” I look to Creed who smirks in his seat.??

“Eyes,” Mother demands.??

Ophira’s head raises, her lips curving into a demure smile as her golden gaze finds mine. “My Lord.” Her voice thick with lust.?

The golden necklace around her neck begins to spin, disappearing completely until the item catches my eyes once more, this time wrapped around her arm, until the head of a serpent is hissing above her knuckles.??

My lips curve to one side, and from the corner of my eye, I notice Legend lean closer.??

“Your friend?”??

“Something like that.” She fights a smile. “Perhaps I’ll have the opportunity to tell you more another time.”?

Attention on the serpent, I run my finger over my lower lip. “Perhaps you will.”?

Ophira nods once, rising to her feet and then the light around her fades until she’s nothing but a shadow.??

The cube lifts into the air, moving to the far left of the room and then the second is called in.??

This time, the glass glows a deep red, not unlike the color beneath my feet. It’s dark and daunting and I can’t help but lean forward.??

The girl inside stands just as the first, her dark hair as straight as can be. It lays like a silk curtain over her shoulders, falling nearly to her waist. No jewelry lays across this one's skin, but teeth marks decorate her wrists like the most coveted of bracelets.?

“There’s your vamp.” Sinner stretches his legs out, sitting back in his seat.???

She’s my nothing.??

The thought burns its way across my mind before I can stop it and I clench my teeth until the heat is nothing more than that of a candle wick. Acid fights its way up my throat, forcing me to swallow any sort of response I might have had, and then the vamp, which she must be because our mother didn’t correct Sin’s statement, is before me.??

Her dress is short, skintight, and black. See-through black.??

Rhinestone crossbones cover her nipples beneath the sheer material and a rhinestones strip so thin lies between her legs—her way of showing me her pussy is well waxed.??

When she drops to her knees one leg at a time, every inch of her is on display, and while my brothers adjust themselves in their jeans, I have to work to keep the frown from my face.??

“Evangaline Valur,” my mother begins, the girl’s head still bowed. “Her Ethos has been unlocked. Her mate was murdered two years ago.”?

I sit forward at that.??

Her mate was murdered.?

She lost her mate and here she stands. Well, kneels.??

“She would be my first choice, a good way to avoid having to execute your own wife should her fated pop up down the road.”??

“You will have no choice, Mother.”?

“Eyes,” she speaks as if I hadn’t.?

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