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I nod, and she shoves her phone into my hands. I don’t have a phone and neither does the prince, so the prince has been texting Mack’s phone using Asher’s.
I glance at the screen. I’m a bit surprised to see Asher’s name at the top of the chat, already put in from another time. I’ll have to ask Mack about that later.
Asher: The prince wants me to tell you to tell Summer that he’s sorry, and to please meet him outside your dorm.
I grin. There are wards in the dorm that keep the Evermore out.
Me: Tell the prince she said not in a million years.
Asher: He told me to tell her stop being stubborn. And . . . another thing.
Little conversation dots flash at the bottom as he types, taking his sweet time.
Asher: You looked hot tonight in that tiny black dress.
I clap a hand over my mouth. Then I roll my eyes, my thumbs flying over the letters.
Me: Tell him she said screw yourself. Also. Thank you, Dragon Boy. I did look hot. Really freaking hot.
Sweet baby Jesus, Mack’s going to murder me.
Mack leans over trying to read the text. “What’s he saying?”
I pull the phone away and grin just as another text dings.
Asher: Damn right you did. You had better save a dance tomorrow for this dragon boy. Oh, and she can tell him herself. He found a way up, the maniac. Careful, he’s in a mood. Shit. My heart punches into my throat. I toss the phone and lunge for the door. The moment it opens and I see the prince’s face, I slam it shut and slide the deadbolt.
“Oh God,” I mutter. “He’s here.”
“How?” Mack screeches. She jumps from bed, sending the dark green covers sliding to the floor. “What about the wards?”
“I’m a Fae prince,” a sultry voice says through the door. “I can break most wards on this campus.” A long pause. “I can also open locked doors, Princess.”
Of course he can. I release a ragged breath. “I don’t want to see you right now.”
“Are you sure about that? Because your breathing and your racing heart say otherwise.”
Ruby takes a defensive position above my head. “Hey, ice bastard! Just try coming inside and I’ll shrivel your balls to frozen little raisins.”
“Sounds entertaining.” Another pause. Then, “I’m unlocking the door now. Please refrain from shriveling anything until Summer hears me out.”
I step back as the deadbolt unlocks itself, the telltale perfume of lilies and copper permeating the air. The door slides open with a creak and then the prince fills the doorway. His hair is disheveled as if he’s run his hand through it a hundred times, his eyes dark and a little wild.
Cold surges from him in frigid waves.
“Well that’s one way to open a locked door,” I snap. “The other is to not fucking open it because it’s locked.”
His lips twitch into an amused grin. If he was within touching distance I would throat-punch the smirk from his stupid face.
“There’s not enough magic in the world to force me to be your mate,” I hiss. “Now get out.”
His eyes darken, but instead of leaving, he takes a step in my direction.
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I retreat until the far wall meets me back. The prince’s eyes don’t leave mine as he claims the space between us. His hands go on either side of me against the wall, pinning me between his arms. Ruby gives a war cry and rushes toward us—
He tilts his head and she freezes midair.
