Page 14 of Savage Desire

I sag forward, relief flooding my veins as I press my hand to my chest, glancing over my shoulder for good measure, but he’s gone.

“Your bangles are gone?” Sian asks, her voice cutting through my thoughts, and I turn to glare at her.

“Don’t pretend like you care, Sian. It’s too little, too late for that,” I grumble, noting the hurt in her eyes, but she quickly masks it as she waves her hand at me.

“Whatever,” she mutters before storming off without a backward glance.

Good riddance.

Bryony clears her throat, nodding for me to follow after her, and I smile. She may not have been able to help overpower them, but she was still here. The only obstacle in my way is Terence, and as I side step him, he repeats Blaze’s action, grabbing my arm and halting my steps, but I’m done.

“The next person to grab me against my will is going to get a swift knee to the dick,” I snarl, agitation and anger coiling inside of me, and he scoffs.

“Get over yourself, Polaris. Nobody cares,” he growls, leaning closer than necessary. So close the tip of his nose brushes against mine, and it reminds me of all the times we were this close for different reasons.

“You did,” I breathe, the words slipping past my lips before I can stop them. I regret them instantly, but when he leans back, a snicker on his lips, I regret the admission even more.

“Nah, I just wanted your pussy, but you weren’t willing to put out. I guess that’s never going to change. To think, you’re going to die a virgin,” he leers, looking down at me like I’m a piece of trash, confirming his words in one move.

He’s a pig. He always has been, always will be, but that doesn’t make his comment any easier to take.

I can’t let him win, though. I refuse. But before I can open my mouth, someone else beats me to it.

“She stopped being a virgin when I buried my dick inside her, scumbag. Now, fuck off.” The threat is icy, sending a chill through my bones as I slowly turn to spy Lincoln a step behind me.

His hands are tucked in his pockets, his jaw locked tight, and his gaze narrowed on the vampire before me.

Without a single word in his defense, Terence is gone.

I gape in surprise at Bryony, who is staring in a mixture of disbelief and wonder at the chaos that is my life.

You and me both, girl.

Turning to Lincoln, my mouth parts but no words come out. I don’t want to thank him, not when he just made what we did public knowledge, but I don't think Terence would have left me alone otherwise.

“Not another word out of you,” he grunts, his eyebrows furrowed as he stares at me, and I scoff.

“The same could be said for you,” I retort, referring to the last words to come from his mouth.

He doesn’t back down, though, I shouldn’t have expected him to. “Say it then,” he challenges, but I’m about done with the male population right now.

Instead of giving him the drama he seems to want, I roll my eyes and walk away. My muscles are bunched tight, ready for someone to lay hands on me. But, to my surprise, when Lincoln appears at my side, his hands remain in his pockets.

“Who the fuck was that?” he grunts, and Bryony grins as she falls into step with me on my right.

“Jealous much?” she asks, glancing around me to raise a brow at Lincoln, who scoffs in response.

“No. Never,” he mutters, his eyes still locked on mine.

“Good,” I grumble, finding myself needing to talk despite the distance I want to put between us. These damn wolves leave me torn and confused. “He was just someone I used to know,” I add with a grimace, pinching the bridge of my nose as I will myself to shut the fuck up.

“What the fuck does that mean?” Lincoln blurts, coming to a stop in front of me, blocking the entrance to the academy as the bell rings, confirming the first classes are about to start.

Bryony steps between us before I can speak a word. Again. “Didn’t you hear? It’s someone who wanted to get in her panties before you did. What’s the matter, Lincoln, scared of a little competition?” she goads, and I gape at the back of her head.

She’s just making it worse, but before I can try to calm the rage brewing in his eyes, he storms off.

Well, fuck.

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