Page 51 of Wickedly Yours

He smirked. “Once again, letting your temper get the best of you. Maybe I should have groomed Damien instead. Though he’s gone soft now. Letting that witch drag him all about.”

Because he loved Willow. Though that was something my father would never understand—he’d loved no one but himself.

“Leave him be,” I said, narrowing my eyes. “Let him have the happiness you’ve deprived him of for far too long.”

He smirked like he knew he’d gotten under my skin.

“I heard blood demons made their way into the human world,” he observed.

Testing me. “They were handled.”

“Were they now?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I narrowed my eyes.

He shrugged. “Guess you should go run along now and figure it out.”

I turned, taking the dismissal instead of snipping back.

“And Zain?” My father’s face formed into a smug grin as I looked backward at him. “Good luck with thegirl.”

A low snarl left my lips, and I left without another word. I’d let him have the last laugh for now.

Threats or not, I needed to get back to Luna.

Before I presented her to this kingdom as my future wife.

FIFTEEN

luna

How did he have time to do all of this?

He’d left me for anhour, if that, before teleporting us to the demon realm. There was no way he’d been able to get me a ring, right?

Except… it glinted in the light, and I couldn’t help but admire it. I’d never seen such a beautiful ring. Truly, that was an understatement. It was gorgeous, yet it also felt likeme.A giant, flashy diamond wouldn’t have been my taste, but thiswas.

Honestly, it was too much. I needed to pull back, needed to not let myself get swept up by this man. Not again. I’d given him my body before, and I needed to be careful or I would do it again.

Even if he was charming and seemed to know exactly what to say to make me melt.

It’s my first time showing you off to my people.His eyes flared with a predatory, possessive gleam.I want them to know that you’re mine.

It was hard to argue with much when he said that.

Still, standing at the top of the grand, sweeping staircase ina dress that looked like literal starlight was almost surreal. It looked like hundreds of tiny stars had been interwoven together, sparkling every time it caught the light.

And then there was the tiara of crystals sitting on my head. A reminder of the vow I would take soon. Becoming Zain’swife.

The ballroom practically came to a standstill as we came to the top of the stairs, our hands interlaced together. Zain’s face was focused, his jaw freshly shaven, which somehow made him appear younger. I couldn’t decide which I liked better.

He looked over at me, and the serious expression on his face faded, warming as he gave me a once over.

Ready?He thought into my mind.

If I say no, can I go back to hiding in my closet?

He laughed, and the sound filled my chest.Unfortunately, I think we’re stuck.I grumbled, and he kissed my hand.I’ll be right by your side.

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