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I raised my eyebrows. “Are you mocking me in your head?”
“Never. . .Your Majesty.” Ian bowed. “Do you remember how I helped you push your horns back into your head?”
“You touched them.” I lifted the right side of my lip into a sneer. “You won’t be touching them again.”
I’ll kill him first.
“Well, it wasn’t just my touching them that made them withdraw. It was me disgusting you by touching them.”
“You won’t be disgusting me.”
“I’m sorry, but I must.” Ian unbuttoned his leather pants and opened them with a snap.
What is he doing?
Two huge cocks plopped out in front of me.
“No!” I drew back and cringed.
The first thing I noticed was how my body lowered.
My hooves twisted with a crunch and broke into pieces of bone that cracked with a sting and reformed into the arch of my foot.
“Ah!” I screamed and balanced my weight on the wall in front of me. Smaller bones pushed out into toes. Blood bled through the bone. Flesh skated up the bone and sewed together with crimson sparks.
A weird clarity rushed back to me as if a thick fog had seeped out of my brain.
All the thoughts I’d had earlier now seemed irrational, from the need to force the mental bond to thinking Camille would ever breed with Ian.
How could I ever think those things? How could I ever hurt her? What have I done?
Inch by inch, my horns submerged themselves into my skull. My fangs snapped into my gums. My legs gave out under me. I crashed to the floor, exhausted.
A smoldering ache painted my skin.
Sweat glazed over me.
Ian picked up his dead queen. “He’ll need to feed from you tonight.”
“He already fed from me by taking advantage of my weakness. He won’t feed from me again.” Camille got off the bed, came over to me, and kneeled.
I should comfort him. Her thoughts merged with confusion. I can’t. What if he. . .takes advantage of me again?
I shut my eyes. “I hurt her.”
“You hurt who? Camille?” Ian asked.
Camille explained what happened from me killing everyone in the Quiet King’s bedroom until the moment when I forced the bond. The whole time she talked, I rose from the floor and maintained distance between us.
Ian lowered to the ground with his queen cuddled in his lap. Every few minutes Ian directed his attention to the dead woman as if she’d said something.
Camille stared at him. “Ian?”
He cleared his throat and looked at me. “So you bit Camille without getting her permission?”
We’ll have to address the corpse once. . .once what? Once Camille leaves? Once Camille decides that I took it too far and vein-raped her?
My hands shook at my sides. “I’m sorry, Camille. I didn’t even. . .realize. . .”
A sad expression spread across her face.
“Being in that form for so long is dangerous.” Ian’s fangs peered out from his top lip. “You should never be in that form around Camille unless you’re trying to protect her.”
“He’ll never get that chance again.” Camille averted her eyes.
I won’t be with someone who scares me.
Her thoughts lingered in her head as she traced her thumb along the dagger’s blade.
I really did become a monster.
Ian gazed at her. Then, he looked back at me. “We must fix this.”
I stared at my feet. “Camille shouldn’t be around me, until I figure out this new. . .”
“You’re a king now.” Ian sighed. “Too damned soon and with no chance to fully comprehend it all.”
I rose, yanked another sheet off the bed, and wrapped it around my waist. “Take Camille somewhere safe. I can’t do it and I don’t want to risk. . .hurting her again.”
Camille stared down at the ground. I forced myself to leave her mind to herself and slipped out of her head.
“Are you talking to me?” Ian touched his chest. “You think the vampire holding the rotting body is a good choice to take her away. Why not Leeta or—?”
“You know mage territory. At least that’s what Camille said before, that you would take her there.”
“That was the promise. Clearly things have changed.” He waved his hands in the air. “For one, you have over fifty dominas in the sewers tonight. Will you replace one of them as your queen?”
Anger flashed in Camille’s eyes as she parted her lips.
I wanted to read her thoughts, but I stayed out.
Even though the sheet wrapped around her, I could still make out her sexy curves and wished I could touch her.
“Yes, little queen?” Ian smirked. “Do you have something to say?”
“Um. . .No.” She bit her lip.
“Camille can leave some of her blood here.” I ran my fingers through my hair. “I’m not making anyone else my queen.”
Ian snorted. “You think you’ll be satisfied with drinking a tube of her blood?”
“Yes.”
“You’ll need to take on a domina for more than feeding. You’re a young king now. Your hormones will surge with the desire to breed—”
