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“Through those doors is the gathering hall; we hold meetings there sometimes, but it’s mainly where we eat. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner are served daily at five a.m., one p.m., and six p.m. If you miss a meal, the kitchen is around the other side; you can get to it from outside through the back or the doors at the back of the gathering hall. You can go anytime and get anything you want. Down the hallway to the right is where all the classes are, and to the left is the training grounds.”
“Wait, classes, training, what exactly is it that y’all do here?” The look on my face was pure confusion. My brows pinched tight, and my mouth slanted, waiting for a reply. What in the world have I gotten into?
Eros chuckled, “Didn’t you pay attention when we explained in the car? We train here to fight demons. To keep innocent people from dying. The classes you’ll take involve strategy, demonology, magic abilities, field medic, and weapons studies, to name a few. The training includes hand-to-hand combat, weapons combat, a rigorous agility course, and magic combat. That’s just the basics. If you happen to get a familiar, you’ll be in classes with it as well.”
This man was so beautiful it hurt my eyes. The easygoing smile on his face and hair that looked so soft I wanted to run my hands through it. Don’t even get me started on his eyes. They were such a brilliant blue they looked violet at times.
“Hold up. Are you saying I could get a falcon, too? That would be so fucking cool!” I swear I heard a deep growl in my head as soon as the words left my lips. I clamped my mouth shut, or maybe not. I have enough voices in my head as it is. I do not need to add a telepathic talking animal into the mix.
Atlas tugged on my wrist to bring my attention back to him. “Come on, I'll show you to your room.” Shivers wracked my body, and goosebumps rose up my arm at his touch. It was like nothing I’ve ever felt before. This man does things to my body that have never happened.
I followed him on silent feet up the curved staircase. He was pointing out different statues and pictures as we went, but my mind was still spinning too much to listen.
Eros turned the knob on the first door to the right. “Well, this is my room. I’ll see you in the morning, Diana. Goodnight.”
I got a peek into his room as he opened the door. It was a beautiful mix of white and black, like the feathers on his falcon. She was perched on a huge tree off to the right of his room, preening her feathers, and stopped to stare at me as I was caught snooping.
Eros turned, and a full-blown smile crossed his face. He had the cutest dimples; I just wanted to lick. At the thought of that, a throbbing heat settled low in my belly. Damnit, Diana quit thinking about licking the gorgeous man’s dimples. My face heated at my sinful thoughts, and I looked away in embarrassment.
“Yeah, I like her too.” Was all Eros said as he turned to face Astra and let the door swing shut behind him.
Ooh fuck I’m definitely in trouble if I can’t stop thinking about all the dirty things I want to do to these men.
You really need to get your head on your shoulders and start focusing on the end goal instead of riding their dicks.
There’s that damn voice of reason again. How will I get laid when it keeps pushing me off the subject? Fuck, and now I’m thinking about how I can get one of their heads between my thighs, or two; I’m not opposed to threesomes.
I turn back to Atlas, who is full-blown, staring at me with so much desire in his eyes. His lips parted, and he slowly brought out his tongue to lick the bottom one. I clenched my legs hard under his stare. Yup, my libido is fucked.
Pointing to the room across from Eros, he continues the tour. “This is Phoenix’s room. He doesn’t like people in his space, so I’d steer clear of going in there.”
Winking at me, he continues. “That one next to his is mine, and you have permission to come in anytime you want. This one is yours.” He opens the door across from his to a beautiful black and red decorated room.
“Where’s Apollo's room?” I turned and asked before making my way into my room. He points to the door at the end of the hallway.
“Right there, but he also doesn't like people in his space, so if you wanna keep your head on your shoulders, I’d stay away. The only time we’re ever in there is for team meetings.” Reaching toward me, he pulls me into a hug and sets his chin on top of my head.
I’m overwhelmed with his crisp apple and rain scent and take in a deep breath. His chest rumbles at that. “Get some sleep, Bunny. I’ll wake you up later, show you the rest of the institution, and let you know your schedule for the day.”
The moment he releases me, I immediately feel the loss of him and his scent I’m coming to love. I just felt an overwhelming sense of calm when he was near. Turning into my room, I mumbled goodnight and took in the sight of the amazing space.
Chapter 6
Diana
This room is bigger than the whole apartment I had off-campus. To the left are two doors, a giant black dresser off to the right, and the biggest bed I’ve ever seen in the center. The floor is a beautiful oak hardwood with a giant red rug in the middle, half hidden under the bed.
The walls are a deep gray, almost black. There are huge windows on either side of the bed, with deep red curtains covering them. I peeked out the window to get a look at my view, and it was stunning. A huge garden was spread out as far as I could see, with a giant fountain in the middle. It was breathtaking. Water trickled down the top over wolves that looked like they were howling at the moon. Four lights are shining on the gorgeous fountain, and I made a mental note to get a better look at it in the morning.
The sheets on the bed are midnight black and soft like velvet with a deep red comforter. There’s one post at each corner, a soft canopy slung over the top, and so many pillows I could get lost in them. Who even needs that many pillows? I mean, come on, there has to be at least twenty. It looks like a bed made for a queen, not someone like me.
There’s a black desk next to the dresser with a stack of books on top, and a red chair in front of it. I can see why they call this the red room. Everything is either black or red; although red is my least favorite color, the color combination is growing on me.
Walking over, I inspect the titles:
Demon Studies
