usual around here. I’m afraid that nothing exciting happens around here.” As he turned to pretend to examine the snow-covered flowerbeds nearby, he whacked the male again, this time across the back.
“Shit!” Devlin snapped as he quickly backed away and spun around, searching the area nervously. “I swear to God, I felt something attack me. I’m not making this shit up.”
“No, I’m sure you aren’t,” Diana soothed as she stepped forward and shot Selvans a disgusted look.
He shrugged shamelessly. He had no obligations toward the interloper. He was not a subject within his kingdom that would at least require some consideration. As far as Selvans was concerned, he was free to act as he must to protect his territory. Frightening away the male was far kinder than the alternative, but he suspected that his kind-hearted female didn’t give that any thought. There was much within his imagination that he could do to the male to terminate his presence from her life… if Selvans enjoyed such torture. He did not enjoy the flavor of pain or suffering.
“Perhaps you should return to your home. You could have over tired yourself today,” he suggested. He hissed through his teeth, using his power to rouse a nearby dryad to bend her branches enough that they rattled over the human ominously. Devlin’s head jerked up, his mouth gaping open. Seeing the perfect opening, Selvans pulled his tail back again, his malicious gaze focused on Delvin. It was time to give him a sendoff he would never forget.
As he snapped it forward, Diana’s hand shot out behind her to grasp his tail tightly. Her hard tug sent a pleasant jerking sensation straight down to his cock that made his toes curl in his boots. The tip of his tail immediately wrapped around her hand, a low purr rumbling from his chest. She immediately dropped it as if it were a hot iron, and he felt a twist of regret in his gut. To all evidence she was his uxorem. Regardless of any betrayal she may have committed, she should feel the same pressing need to touch that he was currently feeling. The same possession.
“Yes,” Devlin stuttered. “You’re right. I think I should head home.”
“If you must,” Diana murmured, but her comment appeared to be lost to the male as he stumbled rapidly back, tripping over his own feet in his hurry to get away.
Selvans snorted with amusement as the human tipped backward and fell into the snow. Diana made a sound of sympathy as she began to move forward. His hand whipped out, grasping her arm, a warning growl in his throat. She turned startled eyes on him but stilled as Devlin picked himself up from the ground and hastily made his escape.
Diana waited until the human was a distance away from the cabin before jerking her arm to shake his hand away.
“You and I need to talk. Now.”
“But of course,” he purred as he followed her inside.
Chapter 41
Diana stormed into your kitchen, Silvas’s heavy steps falling behind her as he followed her inside. Selvans. Whatever! She was fuming. Of all the high-handed, arrogant males! He didn’t want her, he attacked her and cast her back to the human world like unwanted garbage, and now he dared to interfere with her life!
“You are angry,” he observed quietly.
“You think?” she snapped as she yanked out a chair from the table and pointed to it. “Sit.”
A rattling sound echoed from his chest. “I am not a dog for you to command.”
She spun around with a bark of laughter. “I don’t give a fuck who you are. You’re in my house, interfering in my life without my welcome or permission,” she replied angrily. “You did not want me, spoke vile lies about…attacked me,” she choked out around an ugly sob. “You threw me away. You have no rights here, Silvas or Selvans, or whoever the fuck you are!”
He cocked his head at her, his brow furrowing in confusion. There was a glimmer of pain in his eyes. Good! She hoped that the bastard hurt as much as she had the last several months. Her lips twisting with pain, she set two cups of wine from her meager stock on the table between them. His eyebrows raised at the cup, but he ignored it as he leveled her with a hard look.
“I did not remember,” he rasped. “I still don’t. All I know was that I returned home to see Arx nearly obliviated, hamadryads I have known for centuries destroyed,