Fae in Darkmore had taught me to enjoy a physical brawl more than I’d imagined. And if I was going to inflict pain on this fucker, I wanted to inflict it first hand.
He swore then came at me like an animal, grabbing my shirt in his fist and yanking me forward so I was nose to nose with him. I bared my fangs, unphased. I’d relish a fight. I’d take pleasure in feeling his bones break under my fists.
“Jealous, asshole?” he taunted and I shoved him back a step with the force of my Order, making him nearly fall over before he caught himself at the last second with a gust of air.
He laughed viciously, tipping his head forward as he growled.
“You’re not with her, she told me herself,” I said and he laughed again.
“Well she would say that, wouldn’t she?” he taunted. “I know I have a lot of making up to do before I earn her trust, but I will do it Professor.”
“I’m not your professor, Seth, so I have no problem murdering your hateful ass and burying your body. It would make my fucking day. And what’s a few more years on my sentence now anyway, huh?”
His face split into a grin and he jumped at me with a joyful bark. I threw a solid punch into his gut as he wrapped his arms around me and licked the side of my face as he wheezed out a breath.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I snapped, shoving him off, but he just kept coming, trying to lick and nuzzle me until I punched him in the face again and shot away several paces with my Vampire speed.
His man bun had come loose and he casually retied it as he smirked at me, healing his bruises. “Right, I’m off to fuck your girl. Oh sorry, I meant my girl.”
I lunged at him again, but hit an air shield this time. “She’s not fucking you. She has more class than that.”
“Thing is, Lancey, as much as you wanna believe that, a tiny part of you is doubting her, isn’t it? After all, she hid her relationship with you for long enough. And obviously we’re keeping it low key considering the current laws. She couldn’t risk Lionel finding out the truth from you if he ever decided to have a rummage in your head with one of his Cyclops pals. In fact, do you think she’d ever trust you with a secret again?”
I didn’t want his words to get under my skin, but they did. They worked their way into me like rats burrowing into my heart. But who was I going to believe? Darcy Vega or this piece of shit?
But dammit the piece of shit has a point.
He smiled widely. “Right, well enjoy stressing about me screwing her. I think tonight’s the night I’ll fuck you out of her for good actually.” He headed away through the fence and I threw a blast of ice at him that made his air shield tremble, but it didn’t break.
I took two heavy breaths, my chest heaving as I considered going after him. But it was almost dawn and what the fuck was I going to do? Killing him would solve my issue…
I pictured making him scream for a long moment before snatching the stardust from my pocket. Probably not worth making Darcy and Darius hate me. Besides, fuck if they’d just give me more time in Darkmore for that. They’d execute me on the spot.
The stars carried me back to the woodland near to the palace and I ran to the huge tree, pressing my hand to the Hydra mark there and slipping down the stairway into the underground passage. I shot back to the summerhouse at high speed and opened the hatch, pushing it open and slipping into the kitchenette. All was quiet and I took a steadying breath just before the sliding door sounded. My heart lurched and I shot into the bathroom faster than I’d ever moved in my life, tearing my clothes off and diving into the shower. I set it running, washing away any trace of the night.
“Lance!” Lionel’s voice boomed.
Holy fuck. What if he knows?
Fear rocked through me as I pushed out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my waist and fixing a flat expression onto my face. I had to act for my life, because there was no way I was going to let him find out we had the Imperial Star.
Lionel was