Page 92 of Puck & Her Blades

The ballroom falls deathly silent.

My breathing is loud, as I try to keep still.

Can he play? Sing?

The first notes start, and Zev loses himself in the song.

Then I know that not only can he play and sing, he’s spellbinding.

Zev sings Tori Amos’ “Snow Angel” with a beauty and love that makes me shiver. It’s like someone offering their heart, body, and soul within a song.

And they’re doing it publicly.

Is he asking me to be his snow angel?

I never thought that anybody would serenade me.

I sit as still as I can, never wanting this music to end. My eyes prickle with tears.

The last notes fade to silence.

No one claps.

Why would they? Zev’s just turned down every other Omega in this room to serenade the only Reject.

It’s social suicide.

Yet Zev ignores the elite Omegas who encircle us and swivels on the stool to look at me.

He grasps my hands between his and catches my eye.

I don’t expect to see the fear in his expression.

He’s scared.

Has he ever revealed this softer side to anyone outside the Blades before? But now, he’s done it in front of everyone for me.

“That was beautiful.” I squeeze his hands.

“Only as beautiful as you are, love.” Zev leans closer. I can see how long his thick lashes are. His hair sparkles. “My parents hated the arts, but luckily for me, the posh boarding school that they sent me to taught most of them. Who knew that it’d come in handy, when I got to claim my Omega?”

“And are you?”

Zev laughs. “I tried to be romantic but I knew that I’d fuck this up. Ash is better at this romantic shit, and Cygnus is the soft one. Can I just say that I want you to be in my bonded pack, my lovers are obsessed with you, and I’ll be the best fuck you’ve ever had?”

My pulse is pounding hard in my ears, and I’m smiling wider than I ever have.

But I’m still going to make him fight for this.

“What else do you have to offer?” I arch my brow.

When Zev thinks for a moment, he swipes his tongue across his lips, and I notice the silver ball piercing in it.

Okay, he should add that to the list.

How amazing is the piercing going to feel when he worships my pussy?

Can I help it, if I’m already imagining it?

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