Page 35 of House of Mages and Raven

No, he just didn’t want anyone else to have me, even though he’d moved on to his new squeeze, someone who wore my face with shinier hair and better smiles.

Two could play the game.

Cold fury from the chaos prince charged the air, sweeping in my direction. I let it sink into me as fuel and arched my neck for the vampire prince, giving him access.

Bea sat still and looked worried.

It wasn’t shameful to offer a vampire blood in Mist of Cinder, not like I’d initially thought. In fact, it was trending lately after Louis helped defeat the Legion of the Brotherhood. The PR team from the House of Vampires had uploaded clips of their prince’s bravery in leading the attack and protecting the bride candidates to all supernatural social media platforms.

For the first time, I was offering my blood to Louis willingly. When everyone turned on me, deeming me undesirable and marking me as a pariah, he still had my back and came to seek me out openly, giving me a stage to fight back. When I needed support the most, Bea and the vampire prince were here for me.

Louis’s fangs slid out, but he didn’t immediately sink them into my neck. He traced his sensual lips along the column of my neck, like nice foreplay, his fangs grazing my skin playfully. I shuddered in pleasure, and Sy shuddered too.

I’ve missed this,she said.

“Now tell me, Prince Louis,” I purred, letting his name roll off my tongue. I could keep up with seduction when I wanted to. He sucked in a ragged breath, his rock-hard cock jerking beneath my butt. I wiggled my ass, making him groan. “What gift will you get me? I need to approve it first, as I have preferences.”

My ghost familiar had warned Louis not to send me flowers and chocolates during our speed date. Both gifts were easy to acquire, and I could get chocolates in any kitchen raid.

Before Louis could tell me all, a rumbling sound came from the chaos prince, loud and threatening even from this distance. A sneer on my lips, I stretched my neck to give the vampire prince a better angle, and he chortled in appreciation and lust, his fangs lengthening. I braced myself to be punctured, but only cold air hit my neck. Then Louis was torn from me, my bottom landing on the ground as a result.

I shot to my feet, not wanting to be vulnerable, as a wave of darkness and starlight pinned Louis down. He crouched on the ground a dozen feet from me. The chair he had been sitting on with me in his lap lay toppled between us.

I peered up. The chaos prince stood on the balcony, shaking with rage. His face was distorted with fury as he fought to rein in his beast. His dragon’s wrath broke out of his skin and hit the ceiling, the heat terrible, and the entire hall felt uncomfortably hot.

The students looked terrified. Many of them started to flee toward the exit.

Louis rose from his crouch, the bulge from his arousal obvious in the front of his pants.

“What the fuck?” he bellowed, turning to face Killian, his potent elemental wind swirling around his fingers, ready to toss at the chaos prince. If he let it all go, his wind would turn into a twister and damage the hall; a few students might be killed in its path. “What’s your fucking problem, asshole?”

You didn’t just take food from a vampire’s mouth without consequences. You didn’t just fuck with their feeding, andthisfeeding was like no other. The vamp prince had craved my blood for over a month.

“You’re displaying public indecency!” Killian seethed. “Have you no shame, Louis?”

“Shame?” Louis laughed, both enraged and amused, as he hadn’t expected this kind of accusation from the chaos prince.“Why do you even care about such things? Barbie is no longer a member of your house. Why are you still being such a control freak? You just can’t let anyone else be happy, can you, certified asshole? Now fuck off before you utterly regret it! I’m busy with my hot date.”

“You’ll cease and desist!” Killian roared, his power lashing out again toward the vampire prince before Louis could pull me into his arms. “I won’t put up with this lewd act.”

The two princes’ powers clashed. Windows rattled. Tables turned, food flying and spilling everywhere. More students fled.

It seemed there was no chance for the vampire prince to get his fangs near my neck again today. I was both relieved and outraged.

The chaos prince’s darkness wheeled out, devouring the hall, and the vampire prince’s wind pushed the darkness back, his magic fire storm, his second elemental power, headed straight toward Killian. The chaos prince sneered, his lightning answering and wrestling with the flame.

A second wave of the chaos prince’s darkness arrived at Louis’s door, so potent that the vamp prince stumbled.

Killian flashed a smug, nasty grin at me.

Oh no, he didn’t! He didn’t get to treat me like this—while he could have his women draping all over him, he wouldn’t allow me to have a good time.

I unleashed my black wind, shoving it toward the chaos prince’s darkness and lightning, and it carried sparks of the darkest flame—my new power.

Instead of trapping me like last time in the ice rink, Killian’s darkness tried to flirt with my power. If it were a cat, it’d purr loudly. Smiling coldly, I took advantage of its trust and fascination toward me, turning it around, shaping it into a big middle finger, then flinging it back toward Killian. Everyonewho remained in the hall saw a huge middle finger made of his darkness and my flame glide toward the chaos heir.

Killian stared at the massive magical middle finger in his face, his expression furious and incredulous. Louis fell apart, forgetting to keep attacking his opponent as he bent over and roared with laughter.

“Take that, asshole!” he bellowed. “It suits you!”

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