asked, tightening my chest as I fought to control the emotions pulsing through me.
“She’s made it her mission to eradicate every demon in the Inland Northwest, which she seems to be doing tonight.” Lucian held out his arm, and I accepted it, knowing that if I left the room, everyone would see it as a weakness, and I wasn’t weak. “You think he would choose her over you?” he asked, staring at the female who held Ryder’s attention.
“He did,” I admitted softly. I fought against the urge to scream or cry as the wind picked up in the room, sending dresses flying into the air and extinguishing torches throughout the room. In the darkness, I began to glow while Lucian held my arm.
“So, anger ignites the wind, does it?” he chuckled darkly, moving us toward the head of the table where Ryder stood with the girl. “And what makes you glow, I wonder?” he murmured before lifting my hand and placing a gentle kiss on the back of it.
“No idea, definitely not happiness,” I muttered as we reached Ryder and his whore, who glared at me, slowly moving her eyes to Lucian with a darkening expression. I stepped aside, letting Lucian pull my chair out as someone else joined us.
“Synthia, look at you all lit up tonight,” Spyder said, taking his seat beside me, forcing Zahruk to step back yet again. “Dayum, girl,” he whistled. “You’re fucking beautiful. You light me up, woman,” he uttered, lifting my hand and placing a kiss on my knuckles. “You ever get tired of Ryder, I’m willing to let you jump on and test out my Spyder ride,” He offered while wiggling his brows before sliding his gaze back to Ryder. “My bad, I forgot you were married. Who’s the whore, Ryder?” Turning to me, Spyder smiled. “Appears you may want that ride sooner rather than later, little lady.”
“This is Carina, the Mistress of the Marshes.”
“Like soggy ass swamps?” Spyder asked, staring at Ryder while waiting for his answer.
“As in, the royal line to the Heavenly Marshes,” Ryder corrected.
“Hmm, you have a beautiful queen, and yet your mistress is seated beside you?”
“Enough, Spyder,” Lucian said, putting his arm around me, with Spyder following suit. “I’m sure Ryder knows what he is doing. This place reeks of goddess and false gods. How many have been here lately?” he asked, tilting his head to look at me. “Present company excluded, that is. You smell like Aphrodite before she tripped and landed on too many dicks.”
“Oh,” I snorted, covering my mouth with my hand to smother the laugh. “If a goddess were to slip and land on a dick,” I teased, turning to look at Spyder before pulling my gaze back to Lucian, “would she smell differently?”
“Considering in this body, you’ve known only one man, probably not. If you landed on too many, it would change your essence, since you are now eternal.” Lucian turned, watching as a new arrival entered the room. “I guess Lena finished early, excuse me.”
“Is she finally done being pissed at you?” I asked.
“No, but we have a truce for now,” he chuckled.
“Guess that leaves you and me.” Spyder grabbed a goblet of wine from the server and handed it to me before grabbing one for him as well. “To sinning, Goddess,” he said, touching his glass against mine. “I pray we fucking do it together!” He held up his glass, and I clinked mine against his.
“I bet you’d be a wild one in bed,” I smirked as he wiggled his eyebrows in reply.
“That’s my wife and the Queen of the Horde, bug boy,” Ryder snapped.
“Mmm.” Chuckling, Spyder downed the contents of his glass and smiled wickedly at Ryder. “Along came a Spyder that crawled up inside her, eliciting passionate screams. Her moans became louder, he couldn’t be prouder; she shattered when that pussy came and screamed out that she was a motherfucking queen. The sounds were so sweet, and her succulent heat was something he couldn’t resist. So, he ate her with vigor, one last