Page 31 of Live Like Legends

I heard Elise snicker behind me, but I kept my eyes fixed on the guardian angel before me.

Morgan pursed her lips and looked over my shoulder at Nick. Her mouth formed into a mischievous smile. “I would never. I do want to ask you one thing though?” She lifted one of her shoulders as if the question was going to be nothing of importance as she walked around us, surveying the room and the destruction I’d caused.

She said her next words slightly over her shoulder, like she couldn’t fathom giving me her full attention. “Does he still do that thing with his tongue that I taught him?”

“Oh my,” Natalia, who had remained quiet during the interaction, mumbled.

My hands balled into fists at my sides, but I rallied, like I always did. “He sure does. Maybe I should really be thankingyoufor my many, many orgasms, huh? Too bad your pussy wasn’t good enough to keep him.”

Reese’s mouth dropped open and I saw Nick close his eyes, shaking his head towards the floor, but there was a hint of smile on his lips.

I had kept my cool, but I still wanted to light her ass on fire. I could feel my palms getting warm, but then small spurts of dark shadows appeared near my feet. I wanted it to stop because shooting Morgan right through that hole in the wall was the last thing I needed. I felt my feet wanting to move towards her and fuck her world up, but a flash of pink hair came across my vision.

Beetee yanked me in the other direction outside of the room. “Let’s go somewhere to cool you off.”

“I’m just fine, Beetee,” I said for what felt like the tenth time. The pink-haired demon had whisked me away, up the stairs, down a hallway and into an empty bedroom.

She fiddled with the bottom of her dress as she paced in front of me. “I know, but I mean you could have done real damage to her.”

“Coming from the girl who can shift into a snake and could do real damage to anyone that comes within two feet of your tail.”

She placed her hands on her hips and faced me. “I don’t love turning into a giant reptile. It’s cool in theory, but I try to keep it as under wraps as I can.”

“Hmph, well, your assistance is appreciated, but I wasn’t actually going to throw her out the hole in the wall.”

“I never said you were…”

I cut her off. “Yes, but I wanted to, and I would have loved to see her break all her bones when she landed on the ground and then I probably would have flown down to pick her up and let her fall back onto the ground just because it was really fun to watch the first time, but I did not. I’m already doing angelic things.”

Beetee snorted. “Sure, if that’s what you call it. Morgan is the kind of person who isn’t going to go away just because you can meet her verbal sparring head on, you know.”

I spun around the room, taking in the bright interior. “Well aware. Her confidence is commendable, but I also know that it burns her perfect exterior to know that I’m the one riding her ex-boyfriend’s cock most nights.”

Beetee’s face turned a shade of red before she turned away to face the only window in the room.

“Is this your room?” I ran my hand along the orange comforter

“Oh yes, it is. Well, my room for now, since Natalia is nice enough to let me stay here. She told me I could decorate it anyway I wanted. She had some of the Enchanters come in and just kind of add in the details I wanted. Their magic is so cool.” She sounded like a starstruck little kid; it was kind of adorable.

The sun was still out, so its glow made her golden-brown skin much more prominent. The end of her snake tattoo peeked out from the back of her dress and that brought me back to what she’d said earlier. “You intentionally try to hide the fact that you can shift?”

Beetee knotted her index fingers together. “Not so much hide, but I just never wanted to lose control, especially when I was younger. When I learned to control it more, I guess I still just wanted to be seen as remotelynormal.”

“Fun fact: you are not.”

The pink haired demon rolled her eyes and let out an exhaustive sigh as she sat on her bed. “The anchoring tattoo on my back makes me aware constantly.”

“Did your parents…” I spoke slowly, wondering if anything I was about to say might upset her. She looked over at me expectantly, “they didn’t make you feel like you had to keep your shifting a secret, right?”

She shook her head vehemently. “Oh my gosh, no! They were protective like any parent would be, but shifting isn’t unheard of in Purgatory, you know that. Usually if you can shift, one of your parents has to have that ability as well, so I always wondered since they told me pretty early on that they adopted me. They always answered my questions if I had any and well, I guess…I never asked the right ones.”

I sat down next to her and placed my hand on her exposed knee. “You never felt like something was off?”

She rubbed her lips together in thought. “Not really. I was so busy making sure I didn’t burst into snake mode in public while simultaneously going through puberty that I didn’t notice.”

I chuckled. “Sounds about right.”

“Did you?”

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