Rage (Her Monsters Book One) - K.A Knight Page 0,104
her tone.
“She will be one of a kind, a true monster,” Mercy declares with a wicked grin. “But that is not why you came to see us, was it?”
“No, it looks like some hunters are working with witches and they have placed a tracer on me,” I admit, and then trying to appeal to Chloe, I add, “It is preventing me from going to my mate, I do not want to risk her safety.”
They all laugh and I watch them in confusion before Loxley grins at me. “Do not fear dragon, your mate is fraught with danger and she thrives in it.”
“But we will help,” Chloe interjects with a dreamy looking smile.
“For a price,” Mercy finishes, ever the practical sister.
“I have your money, I need the tracer gone,” I growl and they nod as one. Their weird quirks and teasing disappear as they all turn and start to work on their spell to break it.
Turning and leaving them to their work, I wander through the room, careful not to touch anything.
“You fear she will reject you,” Chloe whispers from behind me, making me jump and spin. I don’t know how they do it, sneak up on me, but it is unnerving to say the least.
I say nothing and she smiles sadly. “My love rejected me when he found out...” She trails off, shaking her head. “Yours will not, I have seen inside her heart. She is pure, dark, but pure. She will love you completely, she will endure your wrath, your life, and your dragon.”
“Why are you telling me this?” I ask, narrowing my eyes. The witches always require a payment.
“Not for the reason you think, dragon. The world is always such a dark place. Can I not wish well for the love of one I know?” she counters, tilting her head, and Loxley appears next to her.
“Her darkness will match your own. Nothing to fear dragon, she likes it kinky too.” She winks as I choke on air.
Mercy appears next. “Come, we are ready.” She turns before calling over her shoulder. “Yes, she will be able to take all of your...size.” They all giggle and I drop my head back and stare at the ceiling. I really wish they wouldn’t use whatever magic they wield to see my fears, but it does settle me a little—though it is a bit concerning that the witches are thinking about my cock.
“Don’t flatter yourself dragon, we have our own cocks on hand.” Loxley grins, her eyes flashing before she turns and follows her sister.
“Maybe one day, you will meet our death defying men.” Chloe laughs and follows as well.
Witches.
Nos disappeared back into himself after that early warning. He told me not to disturb him and kissed me before his eyes closed. When he closed them it felt like his soul left the room and I shivered hard. Watching him sleep, or whatever he’s doing, isn’t exactly very fun and after an hour or so I get bored. Slipping from the room, I sneak downstairs, and then stop on the landing, unsure what I want to do.
I could go find out some more information from Ray, or even bug Griffin, but when I spot his bedroom door open I grin, knowing exactly what I’m going to be doing. Snooping.
Hey, it has to be okay since we’re mates, right? Plus, he’s never left his door open before and when it was closed I respected his privacy, it’s not my fault he forgot to shut it. Walking towards it, I stick my head inside just in case he’s waiting in the shadows like a weirdo or something. Hell, it might even be a trap knowing Griffin.
When I don’t spot him, I slip inside, close the door softly, and wait in case he springs out of the shadows and attacks me. When no booby traps or fallens come at me, I relax a little.
His room is nearly barren like the first time I was in here, and the only real decorations are his figurines he carves, which line the shelves in the corner. Walking their way, I admire the craftsmanship and the story they tell. There are so many of them— wings, angels, men with knives, a woman held in a man’s arms. Running my hands along the shelves, I grab a book at random and flip through it before pulling out another. Putting them back again, I look around and grin when I spot the bedside table. Do I dare? Of course I fucking do.