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“Why does your tone tell me that’s something you’re witnessing from the future?” Asher whines.

“Honestly, I’m not sure. I’m not the type to second guess what I see, but my magic is still flowing into Guinevere, so that could be the culprit.”

“Interesting gift,” Professor North mutters.

“Didn’t answer my previous question, Professor,” I whine and give him a smile. “But I can ask again after the trials are over.”

“Are you going to stop?” Professor North questions.

“Stop what?” I’m trying to act innocent.

Even if I’m guilty as fuck.

“You won’t let Lark go,” Professor North notes.

“He’s my enemy,” I acknowledge the obvious as I narrow my eyes. “Why should I? Isn’t the lesson about survival?”

“Was,” he grumbles. “We’re on Lesson Two… patience.”

“Patience would get me killed, Professor.”

“You were patient before Lark attacked you,” he points out with those darkened eyes that are focused on my curled lips.

This closeness and intense brewing of our magic essences make me want to ditch this place and find a quiet corner to kiss him for hours.

Would be a lot more fun than this madness we’ve experienced to survive.

“That was the lesson,” I voice. “Notorious Worms only show their true colors when they’re seconds from eating you up. They’re the most patient fae creatures in the forests. All I did was follow their methods of survival,” I counter.

“Ophelia,” Professor North mutters. “Release him.”

“No.”

“I don’t get what’s happening,” Asher admits to Hades.

“Me, neither,” he admits, only to realize something. “Uh… I can’t move my hand from Guinevere’s wrist.”

“Oh? Shit… I can’t move both my hands. Ophelia babe? You good or on a trip to Nephilim Domination?”

“You’re not in the slightest bit worried about suggesting that?” Professor North remarks as he glares past me to acknowledge Asher.

“Worried? Do you know how hot it would be to watch Ophelia dominate an entire fae realm? By her side, no less?” Asher sounds like he has hearty eyes and is gleaming over the imaginative thought. “It would be hot as fuck. Bonus if she takes over the realm, and we get to have thrilling sex after.”

“That’s not something you tell your professor, Asher,” Hades complains.

“I thought you said he’s joining the list here,” Asher suggests.

“You have no shame, huh?” Hades concludes.

“Shame? I have competition because my Sweet Cruella is capturing men like fucking shadow monsters. I don’t think we’ll reach the end of the arc before she has a harem of men ready to serve her like the queen she is.”

“And that doesn’t bother me.”

“It bothers me if any of the harem members are douches,” Asher announces. “Which I’m not yet sure about when it comes to Professor North. He’s not an open book at all.”

“True.”

“Can you two shut it for a moment?” Professor North grumbles before he snaps his fingers.

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