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Lyle is tearing into a steak sandwich. In three bites, it’s gone. As a mated male, he needs to be kept away from this particular situation. So does Yeti. In fact, I’m surprised they haven’t sensed anything awry as yet—probably the shielding magic yielded by a little, overconfident Boneweaver.

Careful not to show my rage, I carefully rise to my feet and say to Levi, “Bring Lyle and Yeti more sandwiches.” To my lion-brother, I say, “I have a situation to attend to. I’ll be back.”

He nods, wiping his mouth on a serviette like he’s remembered he’s supposed to be a gentleman.

I catch Marduk’s eye as I leave. Intuitive beast that he is, he pats Yeti’s shoulder and comes to my side.

“I need you to be calm, my friend,” I say, as we leave the room.

“I am always calm,” Marduk replies matter-of-factly, though he’s already rolling up his black shirtsleeves. “Who are we executing?”

I lead us down the corridor and into the lift, the thrumming in my blood getting more and more violent as each second passes. “The ladies have had a little adventure. It seems they wanted a party.”

He growls low in his throat.

“Instead of a routine slaughter,” I say, “I suggest something more satisfying.”

Chapter 25

Aurelia

Itwirl Minnie around and catch her in my arms as we dance to the beat ofWaterby Tyla. We both chortle as Minnie flicks her fingers and sends two advancing lions spinning away from us so fast they topple over at the edge of the dance floor.

Swishing our hips, we sing the words to the sexy song. I raise my arms up in the air and Minnie shimmies her boobs. She flicks my hair and moves her hips around before her eyes widen at something behind me.

Her mouth forms a little red O. “Oh shit!”

I don’t even get the chance to whirl around and see my assailant before big hands slide around my hips and a scent I immediately recognise envelopes me in an icy seductive caress.

Ohshitindeed.

Scythe’s body cocoons me from behind, his hips angled right at my ass. “If you want to dance, Aurelia,” he rasps into my ear. “Dance.”

That alluring timbre slides around my insides, and my toes curl inside my stilettos.

It’s then that I see Marduk has grabbed Minnie by the hand and brought it to his lips. He scrapes his teeth along her skin.

Minnie’s cheeks turn pink.

“I can’t believe you brought Marduk,” I say a little breathlessly.

Scythe’s mouth remains by my ear. “It’s his right to punish his regina.”

Marduk smirks. “There’s no one to help you now, my little kitten.”

I pull myself out of Scythe’s grip to turn around and narrow my eyes at him, only to find that he doesn’t miss a beat, his hands sliding around my lower back to push my pelvis right into him.

His pupils are dilated, his lips slightly parted. In the depths of those glacial blues, a tiny spark flutters. He’s either really angry or really turned on.

Or both.

I swallow…just as Scythe grabs my hips and moves them, nudging his knee between my thighs and grinding my pussy along himself.

It hits me right in the clitoris. Immediately, I realise I’m in deep shit.

Multicoloured lights beam against his silver hair as his eyes roam my face, hungrily taking me in. This can only be a dream, because in what universe would Scythe Kharkorous be looking atmeand touching me likethis?

But the bass is pumping beneath my feet and something like hot honey is oozing through my veins and my pussy and I can’t help but lean into his cold strength. I can’t help but rest my hands on the hard planes of his chest and lose myself in him.

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