Page 18 of Beauty's Monstrous Demons

“Is this because you’re a messy pool of slick for us, Lorelei?” I ask, enjoying her whimper as she shoots an annoyed and frustrated glare at me.

Poor little omega.

“It’s the only way I can attempt to keep any of my scent from leaking out,” she sighs, putting away the jar in her hand carefully. Snagging the handle, I pick up her bag, make sure it’s closed well, and put it on one of my shoulders.

“You look like a very preppy student,” Phenex teases me.

I knew I was going to see her today so I made an effort with my clothes. I’m sure he knows it too. I know he doesn’t mean anything by his comment, so I ignore it. I’m the one who gets to walk Lorelei to class and spend more time with her.

“I do, right up until I become everyone’s nightmare for walking too close to me today,” I say with a dark chuckle.

Gazing at me as I take Lorelei’s hand, he hums under his breath.

“As long as it ensures she doesn’t get trampled,” he says.

“I usually end up in the grass to make sure that doesn’t happen,” she mutters. “I’m too short and I can’t always get around them in time to keep from getting pushed around.”

“That’s yet another nightmare I didn’t need,” Phenex mutters. “I generally don’t care what people think, they’re going to gossip regardless, but I doubt one of us will be able to walk you to all of your classes. Did you really need to take so many?”

“I just added an extra chemistry class,” she says smugly. “It’s not your responsibility to walk me to class. I can handle it just fine. As long as I can get my scent under control, I’m good.”

Giving Phenex a long look that we need to talk later, I tug her gently toward the door. Even then, the poor girl almost trips over her feet because of my strength.

“We have to go,” I remind them. “You can snipe at each other later.”

“Dinner?” Phenex asks absently, checking his schedule on his phone.

“I’m assuming that’s not toward me,” she says. “You two look like you need to gossip together like schoolgirls.”

“While we do gossip, I assure you that it’s in a monstrous and manly manner,” I say, chuckling under my breath.

Phenex cracks a smile, rolling his eyes.

“Yes, that was an invitation for the both of you, Lorelei, unless you have a better offer?” he asks.

“Just a mountain of reading for next week,” she says. “I’m all caught up for this week.”

“It’s only Tuesday,” I remind her, snorting. She’s a damn hard worker, but she’s going to burn herself out if she’s not careful. “Take the night off.”

“I’m trying to avoid my roommates,” she explains. “I eat early and then hide out in my bedroom.”

“Or your closet,” I mutter, but not quietly enough.

Yanking her hand away from me, her lips part.

“I should have known that stalking would extend to my bedroom. Are you watching me in the shower too?” she complains.

“No,” I grunt. “You live with three grown fucking monsters, your scent leaking through your pores because you were sweating. You bet your sweet ass I was going to make sure you were fucking safe, little girl.”

“I still don’t understand how you ended up in that dormitory,” Phenex mutters. “Samael was trying to figure out why he was drawn to you, so we talked it through, Lorelei. Anything your mind is trying to twist this into, isn’t that.”

“You two just confuse me so much,” she says, deflating. “My head is spinning.”

“This is your last class of the day,” I remind her. “Be a good girl and get through it, and we’ll feed you dinner.”

“Why… How does that sound so dirty?” she groans.

“It’s a special talent,” I say, smirking. “Seriously, less talking.”

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