Page 62 of Her Psycho Beasts

Chapter 30

Aurelia

Igo tumbling to the floor as chaos explodes around me.

Cain Clawson jumps to his feet and roars in outrage, leaping over my shocked form and charging at Scythe.

But mid-way he chokes and goes tumbling to the floor.

Everyone at the table except Scythe jumps from their seats. Lady Hyena shrieks something. Her beasts respond and they bolt from the table as fast as they can. The rest of the hall takes note and begins making their rapid exit too.

Lyle picks me up off the floor and I blink around in a mixture of dazed shock and confusion. There is nothing tangible left of the person, Brutus Clawson. Where he sat on the padded, wooden seat, there is only a red and brown slop that kind of smells really bad.

He might not have even existed.

Who has the power to dothat?

My eyes track to where Scythe still sits in his seat like nothing’s happened, his attention simply fixed on me. Except his eyes are no longer ice blue. Instead, they’ve darkened to a terrifying navy that I’ve only seen once before.

“The shark has taken him.” The Collector’s voice is faint beneath the dull roar in my ears as she starts to stroll away,tugging those five chained beasts with her. “You.” She points a gloved finger at me and jerks her chin at Scythe. “Be a darling and take care of that, will you?”

“Argh!” A male lets out a choked scream, but it’s abruptly cut off. I turn to see Xander shoving the hulking male to the floor, where he lands with a lifeless thump next to Cain’s unconscious body.

That male had been coming for me. Multiple males had been, I realise.

“My love,” Lyle turns around and reaches for me. “Are you?—”

“You’ve just killed aClawsontiger,” The Collector calls over her shoulder. “I would think carefully about your next move.”

“Shove off, old lady.” A naked Savage appears out of nowhere, wiping his de-muzzled mouth, now covered in blood. His torso is also streaked with crimson that’s definitely not his own. He stalks up to me, a completely feral glint in his hazel eyes I’ve never seen before. “Regina,” he breathes, taking my hand and kissing it.

“Out!” Xander’s shout explodes across the hall in a voice of complete command. Most of the beasts have already left The Jewel, but there are those who still linger, eyes fixed in my direction, as if they can’t quite decide which path to take. Right, towards the exit, or further into the hall towards me. Xander’s arm whips up, a rope of fire summoned in an instant. I can feel the heat of it from here as it chases the last beasts out of the hall.

A chair scrapes back and I whip my head to my right to see that Scythe has stood. But the look on his face shocks me. Thrills me. I’ve seen this face once before—when I was forced to reveal the wounds on my stomach, and Lyle, Scythe and Savage were completely taken over by their animuses and went to the front of the school to hunt my father and kill him.

There is no human man in those eyes.

“Scythe’s gone cold,” Xander says, warily. “It’s because ofher.”

Around us, the hall is empty. Scythe’s head swivels to regard Xander, that lethal gaze fixed with a pinpoint focus that makes me want to shudder…and run into his arms at the same time. He says in the coldest, almost malicious rasp, “Decide, dragon-brother.”

Xander goes still, but those glowing eyes flash with anger.

“Holy shit. I’ve never heard it talk,” Savage says, stalking towards me.

Lyle pulls me backwards into his body, keeping a possessive hand on my hipbone and burying his nose through my hair. “You smell divine, regina.”

I can’t help but grind my ass against him. Pleasure winds its way through my ass and up my spine at the contact. Savage comes up next to me, leans down and runs his tongue up my neck, before claiming my mouth in a kiss so hungry I melt on the spot.

Savage breaks it off with a growl, cupping my cheek and pressing his forehead against mine.

I’m wet and ready. Not hungry, butravenous. Ifthisis what being in heat is like, I want more of it.

As if he’s heard my thoughts, Scythe’s head swivels back to me. “You won’t get fucked until you beg for it, regina.”

Lyle, Savage and I all straighten. I run my hand down Savage’s chest and narrow my eyes in challenge at his shark-brother. “I’ll get what I want, daddy shark.”

Something sparks in those navy-blue eyes. Arousal? Anger? I can’t tell.

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