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Ouch.
"I guess no painting tonight?" Willow randomly asked, and Neo looked at her.
"Are you tired?"
"No," she admitted.
"Then why can't we paint?" he asked.
"Don't we have to clean up?" she inquired. "By the time this place is spotless, it'll surely be closer to mid-morning."
"Go paint," I encouraged, grabbing their gazes as I gave them a slight smirk. I knew what Neo wanted to do even though he was pretty good at hiding it. With the mate bond, I was rather impressed with his tolerance.
During my time with my mate, we'd fucked for hours each day once the bond awakened. He and Onyx were carrying some amazing levels of resistance to not have locked her up in a room to fuck her for days on end.
At least, that's what I would have done.
"I know how to clean up. Saint said he'd come help when things were done, so it won't take long. We'll get Milo situated and we'll regroup later in the morning."
Neo and Willow exchanged looks before they nodded.
"Thanks, Jayce!" Willow thanked me and walked over to give me a hug. It was unexpected, but I didn't stiffen from her affection. I actually relaxed, and that told me I was a fucking goner.
"You won't survive if you fall for her,"my wolf noted.
You mean 'we' won't survive if we fall for her.
"Nah. I'd be good. You're the one with PTSD problems."
I mentally rolled my eyes but focused on the present as Neo thanked me and gave me a pat on the back.
They exchanged words with Milo, and it wasn't long before they were heading into the elevator, leaving the screams of torture behind.
Returning my gaze to Milo, I decided to say what was on my mind.
"You wanted them to leave on purpose," I voiced.
"For one who uses anger as a mask and is rather on the quieter side, your ability to observe is a good quality to carry," Milo retorted. "Yes. I did want them to leave. Only a fool couldn’t see those two desired to be elsewhere rather than watch the end of this waste of space."
"I have a strong feeling we could get along. My question is, how does it feel to be an Omega?"
"Weird," he admitted. "Maybe because of this new wolf, I feel like a lost soul in a field of stars. It makes me miss my independence solely as a fae."
"What will your family think?"
"I'm sure they're aware of my absence and would be thankful I'm even alive," he admitted, but his eyes darkened. "I need to get my daughter back to the fae realms."
"Were you not planning to raise her here?" I decided to pry a little.
"No," he admitted. I wasn't sure I was going to get more from him as his eyes moved back to Ronald. "Are you in a hurry to return?"
"No," I replied. "Saint's handling some business and won't be here for a few more hours. Neo and Willow probably won't come back down here, and obviously, this place is soundproof so you can do whatever."
"They say us fae are some of the most dangerous supernatural creatures in the realms," he whispered. "Do you believe it's true?"
"Indeed." I was no fool to disbelieve those obvious warnings. Every shifter knew that, regardless of whether you were a wolf or some other supernatural being.
"Then, will you allow me to seek true revenge?"
