Page 230 of Psycho Beasts

“And you have?”

Suddenly, Ascher looked uncomfortable as he rubbed at the back of his neck. He couldn’t meet my eyes.

“Oh my sun god, how many people have you murdered, Ascher?”

He squinted and mumbled, “One for every tattoo.”

I covered my mouth in shock because every inch of his golden skin was covered in tattoos.

I’d made love to a serial killer.

Another panic attack seized my lungs.

Before I could go back into my bathroom stall and resume falling apart, the door to the bathroom slammed open.

All of us jumped, and I spat out my blood, preflinging it across the room, not willing to be caught with a gun to my forehead like last time.

It was the bouncer from outside.

Thankfully, he didn’t see the ball of blood hovering in the air beside him.

“You’ve caught the attention of the owners,” the bouncer said as he gestured at an enchanted broadcast stone in the upper corner of the room.

I let my levitating blood fall to the ground, hoping the stone didn’t see it.

The bouncer smiled as he looked at my busted knuckles and Cobra’s gore covered hands. “They’re impressed with your savagery and want to personally invite you to their private club. Follow me.”

With that, he turned around and left.

I stepped over the dead body and grimaced at Cobra. “Good work, I guess. But, I had it handled.”

“I killed him, baby girl,” Xerxes whined like he was looking for praise.

Cobra grabbed his leash and dragged him forward. “No talking, omega, unless I say so.”

He mumbled something about Kitten being his and him seeing me first under his breath, but I chose to ignore it.

I gagged as I walked into the club, because Hunter’s blood made my steps squishy.

Technically, we’d accomplished our goal.

But for some reason, it didn’t feel like a win.

Chapter 40

Cobra

THE PAIN OF POSSESSION

Two hours earlier

I gripped Xerxes’ leash tight as the music pulsed and flashing red lights cast ominous shadows across flailing bodies.

The shifters thought they were dangerous and exciting, with their ghastly leather clothes and whips.

Just another realm obsessed with sex.

But I’d already played this game in the fae realm.

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