Page 8 of Blood and Ruin: The Complete Series

“A succubus?” Jax says, his eyes blown wide with lust as they trail along every inch of my body. I hide my own similar reaction as I subtly check them out.

“I don’t think she’s a succubus,” Rion replies, his stiff posture giving nothing away. “That’s all her… Whatever she is.” His voice is clinical, detached, every bit the cold-blooded Basilisk. Nothing like the thoughtful, caring boy I once knew, but there was a heat in his eyes that contradicted his posture and tone.

“A siren.”

Rion.

Once a lanky boy who knew about everything was now a man, his presence powerful. He was still tall but now built, filling out his sharp suit in all the right places. His fierce topaz eyes popped against his golden-brown skin, looking otherworldly.

Those eyes held me in place, making me feel things I had no right feeling.

“Maybe this agreement isn’t so bad after all.” Jax flashes a smug smile. I hear a grunt and catch the end of Luka elbowing him in the gut.

I hide my smirk, remembering their constant quarrelling, and how close we all used to be. That was before I left, before I was taken.

My slight happiness shrivels up.

Although Luka and Jax were twins, neither of them looked remotely alike. Jax was slightly shorter than Luka, with slick, black hair and piercing turquoise eyes. He wore his tattoos like armour. A skull with a snake wrapped around it climbed up his neck, reaching his sharp jawline.

Luka had blond hair, almost white, making his dark green eyes stand out. He looked polished in his dark trousers and tee.

Both shadow wolves, Luka and Jax were rare, even among their own kind.

Axel was staring at me with nothing but suspicion. The moody looking dragon was wearing dark jeans, and a matching black leather jacket and top. He gave Jax a run for his money with the bad boy look he had going on. He was all hard angles and defined muscles with a strong defined jawline and plump kissable lips. His hair was still long, reaching past his shoulders, bringing a small smirk to my lips. He was always too stubborn, never letting anyone touch it growing up. Not much has changed there.

My eyes drift from one boy to another, still not fully believing they were here. My eyes scan their tall stature, their strong bodies and physiques. No longer boys, but men.

My gaze finally lands on Kai, a hound of hell and alpha among alphas. The leader of our little group. The one who kept us all together, always keeping us safe and looking out for us.

The one we could always count on to be there, no matter what.

His quiet temperament and fierce loyalty for family assured we’d always look out for one another and stick together.

The same quiet stance glances around the room, searching for anything that could be a threat to his brothers. Positioning himself in front of them all, he turns his attention back to me.

Kai stares at me, frowning, his green eyes pulsing a red glow before widening as our eyes meet.

“Mate.”

I blanch, taking a step back. No! No, no, no. He had to be mistaken. I couldn’t be his mate.

The guys freeze around him, their bodies turning stiff.

“You sure? I can’t pick up much with whatever spells they have cast in this room,” Luka breathes, the shock clear on his face.

Kai gives Luka a look, nodding his head before turning to me.

“Positive.”

This couldn’t be happening, not now. Not when I was so close to getting our freedom from this place.

Kai’s expression turns from confusion to pure hunger. The heat in his eyes, like flames. His nostrils flare as he stares unblinking at me.

I’m frozen to the spot, my core tightening with the heated looks around me.

“She’s our mate.”

Wait. Our?

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