Magic Secret (Half-Blood Academy #2) - Meg Xuemei X Page 0,58

with Demetra, his hands on her shapely hips as she rubbed her ass against his groin. Decorative lighting from the ceiling cast light and shadow onto their entwined hot bodies. Lust, thicker-than-butter, coated Axel’s amber eyes and made him look beastly.

She moaned sultrily, and he laughed darkly.

When they twirled and the woman turned her head, I noticed that she wasn’t Demetra, though One-eighth would kill to be that woman.

It was Britney—Demetra’s wing woman. The two bitches looked very similar, with the same blonde hair and haughty air.

“What’s wrong, Marigold?” Yelena asked in concern.

I snapped my gaze to my friend. I was no longer laughing. If she looked closer, she’d see my gaze had sharpened to a blade’s edge.

“You guys go ahead to the rooftop and tell Héctor I’ll join him soon if he’s looking for me,” I said quietly.

I had no intention of wrecking my friends’ night just because mine had been ruined. They were so excited about this party. Yelena had spent three hours doing her hair and then an hour doing my makeup until I put a stop to it.

“I saw someone I know,” I said. “I intend to go over there and say hello.”

I wouldn’t say a nice hello. I’d drive my stiletto up that cheater’s ass. I’d ram my knee into his fucking nuts and damage his dirty cock.

“Go and have fun,” I urged Nat and Yelena.

I didn’t want my friends to see me angry or witness the heartbroken tears that were threatening to spill out.

Just when I’d accepted Axel, he was betraying me like this, right in front of my eyes—in front of everyone.

I should have listened to Yelena’s warning about the demigods. I’d thought only one of them was a bad apple.

Maybe all of them were rotten, even Héctor. I just hadn’t seen their dark sides yet.

Hadn’t Héctor pulled a devious stunt to stake a claim on me in public at the Hall of Bridgewater?

I had been blinded by my lust for them, by their “courting.”

“I’ll catch up with you soon,” I added quickly, forcing out a smirk. “If you get into any stripping games, try not to lose without me.”

I managed that much, even though I was shattering to pieces.

As my friends rushed upstairs with enthusiasm and disappeared from my sight, I lifted the hem of my skirt. I didn’t glide but marched toward Axel and his whore on a warpath.

I didn’t give a fuck about causing a scene. I’d smash his party to pieces, just like he’d broken my heart.

I wasn’t the kind of girl who would take a blow and swallow her bloody teeth quietly. And if I went down, I went down loudly, dragging along those who’d wronged me.

Axel didn’t see me coming, but Britney did. She flashed me a gloating smile. Axel spun her one more time, his hand cupping and squeezing her ass.

Before I made another step toward them, he halted their dance and led her toward an exit.

They must be looking for a private place to do the dirty deed.

My blood boiled with rage. The Demigod of War wouldn’t want to know what I would do to him when he was in the middle of fucking another woman.

The pair sped up and exited, as if riding into the sunset.

Fuck! I was losing sight of them.

I pulled my shoes off, held them in my hands, and gave chase.

“Marigold, where are you going?” I heard Marie call after me, but I paid her no heed.

I had only one mission—catching the cheating demigod, shaming him, and kicking him in the nuts with my stiletto over and over...

I no longer regretted wearing these tortuous shoes. Everything happened for a reason, even wearing a pair of stilettos.

I balled my fists, rushed out the exit barefoot, and scoured the surroundings.

They vanished behind a low-rise building trellised with clusters of ivy and lilac. I hurried after them and rounded the building.

I was quiet, swift, and efficient. My years of hunting experience rushed back. Instead of flushing out game, though, I was tracking a cheater.

Their trail disappeared, then resurfaced on a curved path through the shade of bushes and a few orange trees.

Were they going to fuck in the open, just for the thrill of it?

My nostrils flared, and rage pounded anew in me.

I trekked down the same narrow path they’d traversed, closely following their trail.

The wind sent their giggles back to me.

“You make me shudder with desire, Demigod Axel,” Brittney purred throatily.

Slut!

At a certain point, I noticed that all of the noise, music, and