Wicked Destiny - By Tiffany Stevens Page 0,30

and it felt like I was about to explode if he didn’t step back.

“Jared, this is your last warning before she really unleashes what she has buried inside her. If you don’t believe me, just look into her eyes.” This was Viktor’s last plea.

It must have worked, because Jared let go and backed away slowly. And then in a split second, I had him pinned on top of his desk with my hand over his throat. Never before had I wanted to just beat the hell out of someone as I did in that moment.

“Well, this isn’t how I envisioned you on top.”

“I could snap your neck right now and never think twice about it, you piece of shit.” My teeth were gritted and I could’ve spit in his face.

“Sloane, let him up.” Viktor stood so close and I assumed it was to keep me from doing anything stupid.

Jared wasn’t scared at all and this threw me off a little. He was obviously used to this kind of thing—girls that are able to manhandle men with no problem. He smiled at me as if he approved of my actions. I myself had a little euphoric high at the moment. My grip loosened from around his throat, but Jared didn’t move. In fact, he placed his hands behind his head as if he was relaxed, and he cast me a sly smile.

“Should I do a memo announcing your ‘coming out of the closet’ with being the secret owner?” Jared was being sarcastic.

“Open your mouth and I’ll make sure to shut it.” I began to walk towards him again, but Viktor caught me by the arm.

“Why don’t you let her go, Viktor?” Jared looked me dead in the eyes. “I’d calm myself before going out there, witch. Your eyes are glowing.”

“What did you call me?” I asked. My anger was rising.

“What, witch? That is what you are. Did he not tell you? Wow, what a beautiful beginning to your relationship. If you’ll excuse me, I have some work to do. And if you expect me to keep your little secret, I suggest you don’t try to pull that superior bullshit on me in front of the employees.”

I said nothing. I turned and walked straight out, and just as I rounded the corner, I caught a glimpse of Mindy and Dale. I had to know; there was no way getting around it. Just as Viktor tried to tell me something, I ignored him and went straight for Mindy.

“Hey, Mindy, can I talk to you for a minute in the bathroom?” I smiled as if nothing was wrong.

“Sure, let me grab my bag. Is Shay sick or something?”

I shook my head.

Mindy was gorgeous; she didn’t have to work hard on her appearance at all. She was tall and skinny, but not sickly skinny, and she had long, straight dirty blonde hair. She could wear anything and it looked great on her. She and her boyfriend Dale spent hours in the gym and it showed. Dale kept his head shaved and was really big muscle-wise with loads of tattoos. He was easily about six feet.

I never understood people in relationships after Declan, but when I looked at them I remembered why it was so easy to get lost in someone else. They were like puzzle pieces that fit perfectly within each other. I watched as Dale handed Mindy her bag and she stole a quick kiss. As she turned to walk away, he gave her a playful pop on her behind and she turned to smile over her shoulder. I couldn’t help the smiling, but then I saw Viktor at the other end of the club. What was really going on here? There had to be more.

“What’s up? Is Jared bothering you again?” She was looking into the mirror as she applied more lip gloss to her lips.

“As always, I have a question and I’m not sure how you will take it.”

“We never choose the good ones, Sloane.”

“What?”

“You want to know how I pick them, right?” I shook my head. “Well, we can see their light. Meaning goodness, I guess. It shines like someone’s aura and we can use it as a way to determine how much of their life force they are willing to forfeit for one night, or for one act of indiscretion.”

“So, what happens if you get a good person?”

“Well, then we can probably go a month without having to seduce anyone again.”

“Dale does this too? How do you two tolerate knowing