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Happy birthday to her.

Slowly, he reversed out of the spot and began their ascent up to the castle where they would be strangers once more.

CHAPTER 12

Vad

Who the fuckwas Mo?

Clearly someone important enough for her to call out his name while he was balls deep inside her. Vad didn’t like it. He didn’t like it at all. He hadn’t expected this, whatever fucking spell she was casting over him with those eyes of hers. He hadn’t expected to be blindsided with this Neanderthal need to possess her. It wasn’t the time for it. He had more important things to focus on. He had Verenmore to consider, and nothing would ever top that.

But he didn’t like that she kept her secrets, not one bit.

He would hear her secrets. But his own were not something she could learn, not now, not ever.

He glanced at her as they neared the castle gates. With her dark hair she mostly wore in one of her fancy braids, skirts he always wondered about, that piercing on her nose his lips tingled to kiss, and those damned violet eyes the shades of which he’d only seen once before, she saw too much. This slight, soft girl was entirely too dangerous for him.

He shouldn’t get more involved. Fucking her had been a mistake, even though he didn’t regret it one bit.

His grip around the wheel tightened. Their time together would be another secret this mountain would keep, one no one could know, for more reasons than she was aware of.

No. This was where they ended.

But who the fuck was Mo?

CHAPTER 13

Corvina

And she wasthe student again.

She kind of hated him, really hated him, for the ease with which he slipped into his role after they got back to the castle. With a gruff ‘Good night, Miss Clemm’, as though he hadn’t spent the last hour buried inside her, as though she hadn’t been wet with his seed, he had dropped her off in the driveway and gone on his merry way.

Kaylin Cross, the woman she hadn’t seen in months, had been waiting for her in the tower foyer. She had asked Corvina if her trip to town had been alright and if Mr Deverell had been cordial with her. Corvina had smiled and assured Kaylin that he had been very kind, while ignoring the heaviness in her pussy. It had sent a secret thrillthrough her though, pretending that her muscles weren’t dying from the sexual exertion while having an absolutely contrary conversation.

That had been two weeks ago.

Two weeks, and her soreness had disappeared. Two weeks, and things were normal to the point where she wondered if she’d imagined the whole thing.

Corvina made her way with her sandwich to the end of the dining hall, finally able to walk without even a twinge between her legs. Jade and Erica sat below the morning-lit windows on their usual table with Troy, Ethan, and Jax, chattering about something. She weaved between the other tables, her skirt flowing around her legs like liquid.

As she reached them, Jax shifted to the side, making space between him and Erica like he usually did, offering her a seat. Corvina gave him a small smile and slid into the space, her body sandwiched between the two on either side.

‘I can’t believe they’re doing this!’ Jade muttered, stabbing her plate of fruit with a fork.

‘What?’ Corvina asked, taking a bite of her sandwich.

‘The castle is opening up the Vault,’ Troy said from his seat beside Jade.

‘The what?’

‘It’s what they called this small dungeon underneath this building, but they locked it up years ago,’ Jade informed her, sipping on her coffee.

Corvina raised her eyebrows, waiting for her to explain. She didn’t have to wait long.

‘That was where the Slayers were first found doing some dark shit,’ Jade told her. ‘It’s after the university shut the place that they moved into the woods.’

‘Why open it now?’ Corvina asked, nibbling on her sandwich, her appetite low for some reason.

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