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What the frick?
“Why does he need training?” I blurt.
He grins, the act somehow wanton. “Eclipsa thinks we need to gel as a team.”
Bastard. He knows exactly why that’s a bad idea.
I swallow, picking at the initials someone carved into the table. How will I survive four days a week with him in tight clothes that showcase every single hard angle and plane of his gorgeous body?
“Scared?” he teases.
Yes, I want to say. Terrified. That’s what happens when you have no control.
Instead, I glare beneath my brows at him. “Puh-lease.”
My bragging isn’t all hot air. It’s been three months since the prince and I sat in front of my house in the snow, and I’ve put every bit of pent up attraction toward my training. I haven’t gone against Reina since the last time, but I’m confident I would smoke her now.
Speaking of. Inara and the rest of the Six watch us from their table. Reina and her two boy toys are there, along with Lyra, Bane, and Kimber, who wears a black veil over her face to counter the bright sun. Her shadow, a timid, pale girl with short auburn hair, holds a pink Hello Kitty umbrella over the vampire Fae.
From what I’ve read, Kimber won’t burn to cinders or anything, but her skin suffers a poisonous reaction to the sunlight. Even ten minutes in full sun could be crippling. A full hour and she could die.
Kimber winks at me, and I decide to pretend the gesture is friendly. After the taco incident, she treats me like a monkey here for her amusement. But I don’t have any illusions about our relationship.
If the situation called for it, she’d rip out my throat in a heartbeat.
The rest, however, glare without even trying to hide their loathing. If not for the prince, I have no doubt they’d be over here torturing us right now.
Inara and I lock gazes, and the hatred in her eyes sends a chill down my spine. I’m starting to wonder if there are cracks in the Six. More importantly, I’m beginning to question what could cause a rift between the most powerful group in school.
And I’m praying it has nothing to do with me.
46
“Again,” Eclipsa commands. It’s the Thursday before the Winter Formal, and classes are out early for Ostara, yet another Fae holiday. So, instead of combat class, I get my own personal private lesson.
I spring forward, my baton held high, blocking the Lunar Fae’s advance. Her sword flashes as it arcs through the air. It connects with my baton, the impact rattling my bones. ulstones truly are sacred then why would the half-blood Fae give me one?
I refocus on the prince, only to see he’s watching me with a still, penetrating gaze.
“My glamour didn’t work, did it?” he asks softly.
“How could you tell?” I ask.
His eyes darken. “By the way you stare at me.”
Oh my God. “How, exactly, do I stare at you?”
Hopefully not like I want to jump his bones.
A rakish smile carves his jaw, and it takes all my willpower to force my gaze up to his eyes. But that’s a mistake too, because the intention inside his feral gaze nearly brings me to my knees. “You look at me like you are right this very moment. Like you could give yourself to me completely.”
I scowl, trying to hide the truth in his words. “I don’t know what I’m capable of when I’m with you,” I admit. “Just like I don’t know why you tried to glamour away what happened between us in the Summer Court . . . when I’m beginning to think you enjoyed it too.”
“Of course I did.” His voice is gravelly, close to a growl. “There are so many things you don’t understand. We can’t—” He scrapes a hand through his midnight blue hair. “Everything I do is to keep you safe, princess.”
“Liar,” I accuse. “If that were true you wouldn’t continue breaking my heart.”
“Better a broken heart than dead.”
