Page 103 of Psycho Devils: Aran's Story 2

The three of us sat on our posts in silence.

A loud chuffing noise echoed, and a ginormous white cat creature with fangs as long as my arms climbed to the top of a post.

The cat shifted into a naked woman, and an annoying, scratchy female voice yelled, “Yay, you also made it!”

I looked away with disgust.

Arabella saluted her and called over, “Go team! Thank the sun god we both made it.”

“You’re on our team, not theirs,” Orion mouthed, then frowned with frustration because Arabella hadn’t seen him speak. His face pinched, and a familiar darkness flashed in his eyes.

My Revered’s powers drove him crazy, just like mine did.

We were all cursed men.

“Orion wants to remind you that you’re on our team,” I said loudly, then added with a growl, “Not hers.”

Sadie beamed at Arabella like she was in love and jumped up and down. “As the captain of the shifter legion, I appointed her an honorary member of our team.”

She blew a kiss, and Arabella pretended to catch it and pressed it to her heart as she said, “Aw, thanks, baby girl.”

Sadie tipped her head back and laughed. “Not you too. Xerxes is already ridiculous for that.”

Arabella stuck out her tongue and smiled back.

When she grinned at Sadie, she looked soft and young. Practically radiant.

Orion and I glared over at the shifter bitch.

A loud roar filled the air as a giant bear covered in armor pulled itself to the top of the post. It shifted into a black man with long braids and gold jewelry.

“Cover yourself!” he bellowed at Sadie, who was standing stark naked.

Arabella made a loud squeaking noise, and her face turned bright red as she stared at the bear shifter.

Sadie fanned herself and pointed at the man. “You cover yourself, Jax. Sun god, is it hot up here?”

“Yeah, it’s super hot.” Arabella pulled at the collar of her shirt. “I can’t believe you—” She stared up at the eclipse.

Her pale face turned bright red.

What were they talking about? The air was thin, much colder than it had been on land. It was practically freezing.

“What do you mean? It’s cold,” I asked Arabella.

Sadie wiggled her eyebrows up and down ridiculously, and it took me a long moment to realize she was miming drawing a dick with her fingers.

Flames licked my skin.

“Really, Arabella?” I asked with annoyance. So what if the Jax man had his dick pierced? It wasn’t a big deal. “Grow up.”

Arabella didn’t look at anyone; she just stared up at the eclipse with a blush staining her cheeks.

Jax and Sadie laughed.

“It’s a lot to process,” she mumbled.

I clenched my fists and barked, “Well, stop fucking thinking about it.”

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