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That would work in our favor if I kept her alive.
"Be very careful, child," I warned. "I play to the rules of this world because I enjoy the peacefulness I gain with my profession and get enough out of my hobby to tame this part of me. When I'm balanced, so are my organizations and the wolves under my complete authority. You may carry generational magic, but I carry generational bloodshed. The blood of all those who have fallen beneath my paws and the ultimate power I've inherited runs through me. I do not need the Clementines. You all need me. If you can't agree to cooperate without spilling all our secrets, then I'll happily finish you off here and now."
I couldn’t care less about the rules of secrecy regarding this matter, and though I trusted everyone in the room, including Onyx and Viktor, I wasn't in the mood right now.
To be honest, I was just hungry and wanted a good fucking with my mate, but I guess I'll stick with appeasing my appetite with food and alcohol.
She couldn't say a word, but my view was suddenly blocked as everyone fucking froze - including me. All I could do was arch a questioning eyebrow at my mate, who now stood between Aurelia and I. Willow’s eyes gave me the impression she was half-awake, and yet they were voided of emotion but palpitating with energy that was rather lethal in nature.
She's so fucking beautiful.
She wore the clothes Onyx donned on her once we’d reached the car: fitted t-shirt and black tights that made her fit physique stand out marvellously.
"Neo, do not hurt her."It was Onyx's stern voice that cut right through our wolf bond, but he couldn't tell me what to do. I purposely took a slight step to be right against Willow while my hand was around her neck a nanosecond later.
The action had everyone holding their breath, and yet Willow remained completely unphased while her eyes merely lifted to acknowledge our height difference. The way I wanted to smash her against the wall and fuck her mercilessly was beginning to make me see red, but I could feel the sane part of me again - the "Neo" part of me - that was warning me to not do something utterly stupid.
My rather tight grip loosened just slightly, though my Sweetness wasn't struggling in the slightest to breathe as she stared at me. Poor Willow looked like she was far too tired to deal with my bullshit, but here she was, defending her best friend even though she had no clue what she was getting into.
She couldn't understand how very wrong it was to stand between me and my current prey.
"Do you want me to stop?" I inquired.
She stared at me for a hard minute, as if she were slowly processing my words. I wondered in the meantime if this was that psychotic version of her like in the forest but in a calmer state of mind. It would be intriguing to look into, but for now, I just wanted to see how she'd react to me.
She nodded at first and then added, "Yes."
"Do you know who I am?" I inquired for added pleasure. She studied me.
"No."
"Do I frighten you?"
"No." Her immediate response made my smile deepen as I inched closer to her. "Your friend doesn't want me to be with you."
The way she pouted was a sight far more priceless than a man could ask for.
"You won't hurt me."
"How are you so sure, Sweetness?" I inquired and purposely tightened my grip around her neck, my lips were now inches from her. "I could kill you."
Her eyes seemed to flicker then, and with a few blinks, Willow was actually awake. What an intriguing situation for her to wake to, but my question still remained, and I expected her to answer it.
"Neo wouldn't hurt me," she began, lines of exhaustion already beginning to inch into her expression. She was fighting against it as she continued, "Neither would you, though I expect a personal introduction. And the next time you have your hand around my throat, it better be in bed while you're fucking me senseless and not for taunting pleasure."
Yes. I fucking love this woman.
"Nicodemus Ramiro," I introduced. "That's my real name. I'm the royal prince of a very endangered group of wolves that hide in the shadows and oversee the way things work in the realms of wolf shifters."
She seemed to handle the introduction well. "Willow De Luca," she introduced. "You knew that though."
"Indeed, I did," I replied. Her gaze drifted to my wrist, which prompted the low chuckle that vibrated against my throat before my lips sealed hers for a solid five seconds.
I expected her to not dare to kiss me back, but boy, she blew that assumption out of the ballpark by kissing me back and even tugging on my bottom lip when I tried to pull away.
I need to kill those fuckers faster tonight if I want a bit of her later today.
"Let go." She was asking nicely. The way I smirked made her add, "Please?"
