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CHAPTER14

Something wasn’t right.

No, not Asmoday’s wobbly legs that slowed our progress out of my room and into the hall, where a swarm of other students must have had the same idea we did.

When a building shook like that, you got down to the main floor. Common sense.

Thatsomething’s not rightsensation was courtesy of my crazy-ass roommate. She’d not liked me from the first moment she laid eyes on me. The whole “You stole him from me, you bitch” bit she’d screamed at me five days ago was only icing on a very not-tasty cake.

My “Guess you should have been better in bed” retort clearly hadn’t helped our deteriorated relationship if she was so angry she was rattling the walls of this very formidable and old building.

What was probably most interesting—I didn’t think her not being good in bed had anything to do with what was going on between Asmoday and me.

I was pretty surethathad nothing to do with anyone except the two of us.

And it wasn’t all about sex.

Don’t get me wrong, it had a whole lot to do with sex, and he could officially call me an addict at this point, but that wasn’t all there was between us.

And yeah, that made me super uncomfortable.

Enough so that I’d been using the threat of expulsion as an excuse to avoid him. Normally, I’d give less than two shits about that threat. Or any threat, really.

Except my dad’s threats to force me into the family business or kill me trying. Those I took very seriously. Which was why I was even at this academy in the first place.

Eventually, though, I’d leave, and newsflash, I wasn’t about to head to the elfin forest. With Asmoday as a very obvious exception, I didn’t think demons were allowed there. Not that rules necessarily kept demons from doing whatever the hell they wanted—or whatever the hell my dad instructed them to do—but still, my bet was, Asmoday’s people had wards and spells and shit to keep me out.

Which hardly mattered, because let’s get one thing straight: motherhood was not in the books for me. And staying with Asmoday meant there’d be expectations, and while thinking about the process of seeing to those expectations was even now making my thighs warm, the end result was…just not going to happen.

Me? Raising children?

Ha!

Not to mention, Asmoday was half elf. I was zero elf. Any children we produced together would hardly qualify as elves.

But they’d have a whole lot of demon in them.

And I was 100 percent confident thata whole lot of demonwas not who the elves wanted running their forest.

Also, how could I even forget for a single moment that my father, the king of the underworld, expected me to take overhisfamily business.

What was it with our families and their insistence that we be just like them? Why couldn’t we be our own selves?

Not that I had any clue what that looked like at this point, but damn, it would be nice to be allowed the opportunity to figure it out.

On the third-floor landing, I abruptly stopped and pushed Asmoday up against the thick, wooden railing. He was getting less wobbly with each step, but he still wasn’t fully functional. Guess it was good to know that curse worked, since I’d never used it before today.

“Is that really your expectation?” I demanded, twisting my hand in the front of his shirt.

“I’m going to need just a tiny bit more information in order to answer that question,” he replied, holding his thumb and pointer finger about a quarter centimeter apart.

“Me. You. Yourresponsibilities,” I said, watching his face for clues.

His gaze darted to the side. “This isn’t the time or place, and honestly, that’s a subject I have zero interest in talking about, ever, so…”

“If you want a repeat performance of our kitchen antics, you’d better start confessing.” It was totally a bluff; if he asked, I’d ride his extra special cock right this minute, despite the hustling bustling students all around us and despite the weird earthquake-like shaking I was pretty certain was the workings of a certain super-jealous roommate.

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