Page 65 of Foretold

“It’s nice having you here,” I say quietly, for his ears only.

His big hand reaches under the table, splayed out possessively on my thigh. “I’m happy to be anywhere you are, Princess. And I’ll be even happier to take you home alone after this and fuck you until you come all over my cock.”

My cheeks heat, hoping no one, especially my dad or brothers, heard his words.

Or Bane.

I don’t want him to hear it either.

Even though we are just friends, I know he likes me, and hell, I did like him back, just not in the same way I feel about Rave.

Still, I never want to hurt or make him uncomfortable.

It’s a nice feeling knowing his mate is out there, though, and maybe I could help him find her.

Soren, sitting opposite us with Axe, leans back in his chair, amusement etched over his expression. “So, am I the last to know about Nico and Sinda fucking? Because I accidentally walked in on them today, and I’m still in shock.”

We all go silent, and Soren barks out a laugh. “Never mind, I guess I’m the first to know then.”

He’s right because I had no idea at all. Of course, I’ve seen them hanging out together, but I never suspected it was anything romantic.

“If they wanted us to know, then we would know,” I mutter, giving Soren a look that clearly tells him to shut his mouth.

“Well, everyone knows now,” August mutters from next to Soren, picking up his ale and taking a sip.

“Hey I’m just trying to work out if they’d let me watch on purpose next time. What I saw was fucking hot,” Soren adds, grinning.

Rave drops his fork on his plate and sits back with an amused smirk. “My brother can fuck who he wants, but if you ask him about it, we’ll likely have to deal with an earthquake. So, everyone shut the fuck up.”

Nico is a little bit of an asshole, and Sinda is so nice, so maybe they’ll balance each other out. I know Nico’s fated mate died, but I haven’t seen any visions about who Sinda’s is. And now I’m feeling a little fucking nosey.

But Soren can’t help himself and adds, “Hopefully, Sinda doesn’t bend Nico’s sword.”

My lip twitches at his reference to Sinda’s metal manipulation magic, and the men chuckle.

Even Rave laughs, and when I turn to watch him, his blue eyes bright and his dimple in full show, I want nothing more than to drag him somewhere and get down on my knees for him.

“Look at me like that, Astrid, and we’re leaving right fucking now,” Rave whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

I’m considering accepting his offer when my dad comes over and invites Rave and Soren to see his weaponry. They both follow him, Rave leaving me with a lingering look that leaves my panties wet.

“You’ve got him wrapped around your little finger,” Axe comments, moving into the seat Rave vacated. His arm touches mine, and then he stills, his brow furrowing in confusion. He drops his head into his hands.

“What’s wrong?” I ask him, sitting up and touching his back. “Axe?”

Bane and Kai come over from their seats to see what’s going on, but Axe just sits up and forces a smile, looking at me as if he’s never seen me before. “It’s nothing, just a little head spin.”

He stretches his neck from side to side, and I feel his agitation. His fingers strum on his wine glass, and I stand up, grabbing his bicep. “Come with me,” I demand, and he allows me to drag him to a large tree, far enough away from the others that they won’t be able to hear our conversation. “What the fuck was that?”

Axe crosses his arms over his chest. “Astrid, you know that I’m a mirror.”

“Yes,” I reply with a slight shrug. “What about it?”

His lips tighten. “I’m. A. Mirror.”

And then it hits me.

His arm touched mine.

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