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A plague, bound to destroy everything she touches.??
Slowly, I push to my feet and my brother rises with me.?
The answer is easy.??
I just have to destroy her first.??
And I will.??
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London??
The servers wear silver pasties over their nipples and a strip of translucent glitter covers their slits, the rest of their bodies completely bare. Glitter makeup is elegantly scrolled above and below their eyes, some drawing all the way to the hairline in thick swirls, others curving down the sharp bones of their cheeks.??
The points of their ears are subtle and soft seeming, silver clips running along many of their lobes, though not all. As if it’s a choice.??Nice to know some people in this world still get some of those.??
“Maybe I’m the only one who doesn’t,” I mumble. ?
“Doesn’t what?” a satiny voice whispers into my ear.??
My eyes close, and goosebumps break across my skin.???
“I …" My head falls to the side.?
“You what?”?
“Mm,” I moan lightly, my eyelids flutter. “I have no choice.”?
“And what would you do if you did?” A hot tongue runs along the exposed skin of my shoulder.?“Tell me, sweet girl.”
I clench my thighs together on the first swipe of heat, and my teeth sink into my lower lip on the second. There's a crash and then a gasp, and I blink, a fog clearing from over my eyes.??
I whip around, coming face-to-face with a wild-eyed and fang-baring chaos, but it’s not the sight of the Gifted who might end up Knight’s bitch, who is clearly a vamp by the fucking way, that steals the breath from my lungs.
It’s the sheer, crackling mirage between us. It’s clear, glass-like, but not.
My eyes narrow slightly, hers booming wide.
I reach out to touch it, my fingers sliding through with ease, and the moment my skin meets it, my body lights up. A million butterflies burst in my chest and the tension in my shoulders washes away.
The feeling and whatever this thing between us is falls away when hands wrap around the girl’s head, one braced on her chin, the other on her forehead.
Blue eyes lock and hold mine, and without breaking the contact, he snaps the vamp’s neck, leaving her body to fall in a harsh thump at his feet.??
Creed.
He steps over her, so he’s now hovering above me. The brother who hated me from the start studies me for a long moment, and I jolt when a vibration rattles along my temple.
He’s trying to get in my head, and if the anger that builds with each passing second tells me anything, he can’t.
With that, he goes to walk away, but just before he passes my ear, he speaks in a furious hiss, “She’s on the edge of going feral. The blood on your lip is a single fucking drop, and still, she couldn’t resist.” He leans in closer then, hissing his whisper, “Imagine what would happen if she smelled a little more?”?
I spin, watching as he strides across the room with the same air of confidence as his brother, his words playing in a loop in my head for what seems like hours.?It’s not long until his father's slip inside too.
If you wish to survive this, forget who you became and remember who you were.??
I’ll never get to ask him what he meant by that, but as I almost spilled to the spellbinding, bloodthirsty—if the brother I least expected to be of any use to me was trying to tell me what I think he was trying to tell me—vamp currently fighting for my mate's mark, I have no choice. That’s not me being a whiny bitch. That's fact.??
