Sinful As Hell (The Demon Academy #1) - G. Bailey Page 0,61
management for wolf slaves is giving us all extra jobs, everything in the academy needs to be cleaned, and they are even making us repaint most of the rooms. I don't know why though," she explains to us.
"Maybe they just wanted an update," I suggest.
"Maybe," she says, shrugging her shoulders. "I have to go; I will be back later, brother."
"I will stay and wait," he replies, and she waves at us before opening the door and leaving.
"What movie did you pick this time then?" I ask as Javier walks over to me, and instead of answering, he hands me the DVD.
Tarzan.
"You want to watch a movie about yourself? How very vain of you," I remark with a grin.
"You're not funny, you know," he tells me, but he is grinning.
"I am, and you know it. That's why you are smiling," I point out with a slight chuckle.
"You make me smile even when it's been a shit day, but you still aren't funny," he tells me, and I shake my head at him.
"Go and get drinks, Tarzan. I'm going to put the DVD on," I tell him, hearing his mutter about a demon bossing an alpha wolf around as he walks off to get some drinks that Sera had already left out for us. I sit on the sofa, and Javier moves to sit at my side, offering me Diet Coke in a glass, which he knows is my favourite thanks to all the movie nights we have with Sera. He always has Fanta. It's becoming scary how damn well I know Javier now. He feels like a regular part of my life. We sit comfortably watching the movie for a little before my eyes drift to Javier, liking how he laughs. The sound is comforting and sexy all at the same time. Even though he is smiling and laughing, I think something is wrong because he is so much tenser than he usually is.
"What made your day so shit then?" I ask.
"You really want to know?" he replies.
"We are friends, so sure," I point out.
"Friends with a demon," he chuckles to himself. "My parents would be horrified."
"Well they aren't here, and they don't know me. I'm pretty sure my parents wouldn't approve of my friendship with an alpha's son, but I don't care. I think you are pretty awesome . . . sometimes," I explain to him. He runs a hand through his silky black hair, pushing it back and my fingers itch to touch it.
"Only sometimes? I need to work on my friendship skills then," he states.
"Stop changing the subject, what happened today?" I ask, and he stretches his arm across the back of the sofa and sighs before meeting my eyes. I like how he always has to look you in the eyes as he talks to you.
"My father has called all females wolves of a good breeding to a ceremony. It's an old wolf thing, a way of finding your soul mate," he explains to me. “I have to meet each of them, and it will take weeks.”
"Why are you mad about that? Sounds like speed dating but you actually find the right person for you in the end," I say, ignoring how a small part of me doesn’t like it.
"I don't want to date anyone, let alone find my soul mate yet. It feels wrong, and my wolf is not impressed," he explains to me.
"What does your wolf want?" I probe.
"Maybe one day I will tell you that, but not right now," he says.
"Why?" I ask.
"It's complicated, Lex," he tells me, and I nod in understanding, knowing when to leave a subject and when not to.
"Does your wolf talk to you like my demon sometimes does?" I ask, curious about how everything works.
"Yes and no. I don't speak to my wolf as much as feel what he wants and needs. It's hard to explain," he replies to me.
"I bet," I remark.
"Do you ever want to run away from everything?" he suddenly asks.
"Every single damn day," I answer honestly. I rest my head back, feeling the tips of his fingers skim across the back of my neck, leaving me shivering and wanting to sink my head closer to him. I don't move though. He is my friend and friends don't do stuff like that.
"Should we run away together? Leave the world behind, Lexi?" he chuckles.
"You're awfully tempting, Tarzan," I say, seeing his gray eyes flash for just a second, like lighting in a dark storm cloud.
"It's not me