Page 76 of Sworn to Revenge
’What gotten inside of you’ would be more accurate to ask, but you already know…
He dares to joke with me when I am about to burst in flames out of rage and frustration.You’re. A. Fucking. Pervert. Dragon.
Thank you. Now could we please move on with your shock phase and touch the Coral of Life already?his voice is annoyed now,and I’m about to curse his life out of me.
Touch the Coral of Life? Do you want me dead that bad?I ask in disbelief. No one dares to touch the Coral of Life; its power can turn me into ashes in a second.
Touch it!He growls,You have my powers running in your body. You won’t die.
My body moves on its own, drawn toward the Coral as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. But every instinct screams to stop, to turn back. My hand trembles as I reach out, fighting against the urge to pull away. When my fingers finally brush its surface, it’s soft and warm—so warm it feels like it’s melting into my skin.Something feels wrong
Somethingiswrong. The Coral of Life is getting softer when it needs to feed on souls. As our bond is getting stronger, the Coral of Life is getting needier and weaker when not fed.He explains calmly, as if actually starting to teach me about his life.
“So you’re telling me know, that as soon as our bond is complete and you are separated from the Coral of life, all of the royal lineages are going to die?” I say aloud, choke on my voice in panic.
You have a lot to learn, princess.He sighs.Our bond isn’t going to separate me from the connection to the Coral of Life, it’s only making me mobile as I became a part of you.
So, they’re all safe?I ask, my voice barely more than a whisper. I don’t want to believe him, but I cling to his words, needing to hear that my family—the people I’m doing all of this for—will be okay. Needing to believe that I haven’t doomed them all.
Yes, your dear family is safe. And you—are the first black blooded princess in all over the oceans. We are a force to not be mess with.
I catch my breath.I heard that you want to get your revenge, are you going to use me for it?
His laugh is echoing through every corner of my mind.I don’t seek revenge, I had hundreds of years to calm down.
So what do you seek?I dare to ask, not sure if I really want to know.
That’s for the future to reveal.
You’re starting to sound like my cousin.I roll my eyes.
Fuck you.He tosses at me, and now his alter ego starts to sound like Pedro.
Pedro. He would flip out when I’ll tell him.
You have bad taste in males. How could you choose a human is beyond me, he says as if disappointed.
Fuck you!I snap back,and he isn’t a human anymore, as you know…
Oh yeah, that whole turning-into-a-merman magic—that must’ve been a surprise. Your kind isn’t that bright when doing spells…
Pedro
“The bastard got away!” Luca’s roar blasts through the phone. “And you picknowto be in New York?” His voice drips with sarcasm and rage, but right now, I don’t care about Will or Volva, the Russian they captured with him. My brothers don’t need me to handle those fools.
I glance into the back seat at Alin, while Abert, who picked us up from the airport, sits in the driver’s seat.
“I’m not in the mood to calm the capo down right now. You want to give it a try?” I smirk and shove the phone back to my sister-in-law as Luca continues yelling on the other end. She rolls her eyes and takes the phone from me.
“Wasn’t it you who didn’t want my help not too long ago? Something about it not being in your dignity to cry to the capo’s wife. Am I remembering that right?” she teases and presses the phone to her ear.
Her tone shifts instantly. “You’ll handle this without Pedro and me forthe next few days, or we’ll have bigger problems on our hands.” Just like that, Luca’s shouting stops. I blink, almost impressed. Why haven’t I used Alin to deal with my brother sooner?
She smirks triumphantly as even Abert chuckles from the front seat, quickly muffling it with a cough.
“Are you raising your voice at me?” she suddenly shrieks, her voice trembling as if she’s about to cry.Oh, come on.I sigh.
“This isn’t the first time you’ve had to deal with this, and you, Mariano, and Flavio can handle it just as fast without us. Get back to New York once everything’s sorted, and we’ll meet you there.” Her tone shifts back to that of a commanding queen in a heartbeat. Why are women like this so terrifying? She ends the call with a triumphant smile and tosses the phone to me. “It’s all handled. We’ll meet them at home once we finish everything.”
