Page 34 of Brandy Snap: Part Two
I sucked in a hard breath as Sin suddenly slammed into Mel. I shot back in my seat, dropping my head instantly so Camille couldn’t see my expression. I nearly groaned right in front of her.
Fuck, he was crying out so loudly it was echoing in my fucking chest.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, fear spreading into her voice. I wanted to reassure her, but I didn’t know if I could even look at her. I couldn’t even fucking speak because I was going to moan the second I tried to say more than a few words.
“It’s nothing,” I said through gritted teeth, making the silence in between us even more awkward.
I was the worst kind of scum. She was ending whatever the fuck our relationship had become, and I was trying not to get off to Mel and Sin.
But what the fuck was I supposed to do?
And Camille picked up on it. As if it wasn’t fucking obvious from the way I’d basically curled over in my seat.
“I think you should go, Caspian. It was a lot tonight. I’m exhausted, and I need some space to think about what I’ll do next.”
I lifted my head just enough to look at her. “So you’re definitely leaving? And you won’t tell me where?”
“It will be before the Selection Ceremony. If I do bond with the Hiscoxes, they’ll come with me too.”
My heart plummeted, and I instantly shot to my feet as a snarl tore from me. My anger roared inside me without warning. There was no stopping me as my aura flared.
She whipped back as far as she could go on the bed, a whimper of fear flying from her.
“Caspian!” she shouted. “What are you doing!? Stop!”
“I told you I wouldn’t let that happen. You won’t mate with the Hiscoxes,” I growled, shaking as Sin’s cock burned along with my rage, and pleasure exploded through me as he thrust again.
I leapt back from her, the chair toppling over. I had to fucking move. I couldn’t stand there as Sin rocked his hips and buried even deeper into Mel.
“You need to calm down,” she gasped, going sheet white. “It’s only hypothetical, in case Zania and Mother don’t accept your new omega.”
“Mel isnotour omega,” I growled, even though she felt more like it now than ever before.
The idea of a Hiscox touching Camille again, of putting their fucking hands anywhere near her… it was just wrong.
The rogue was building. The red dots were swirling, and I had to get the fuck away from her. If I hurt Camille by going rogue, I’d never fucking forgive myself. I had kept her safe from this side of me for so long. I didn’t want her to see me in that state.
“I have to go,” I rasped, and all she did was nod.
“Goodbye, Caspian,” she said with a firm look I’d never seen before.
I couldn’t even hug her. I just backed away, hoping that my face didn’t scare her again.
I forced myself to turn. As I gripped the door handle and threw myself out into the corridor, relief took me over, fighting with my anger. Like a weight was lifted from me.
Instead, it was replaced by the kind of pain which festered inside me for over a decade.
Flint caught my expression, but I ran from the bedroom as quick as I could before he could ask any questions.
I needed to go home and beat the shit out of a punching bag to get rid of this fury. I had to hurt something, tear it up, fucking destroy something to release the red rage. It didn’t matter how choked with pleasure Sin was, I couldn’t fuck Mel after this. And I didn’t want to chuck these feelings at Kai and expect him to help me when he was obviously fuming at Sin.
But I should at least tell him I was leaving.
So, as I stumbled away from Camille’s room, I sent out a pulse of energy through our bond, asking Kai to tell me where he was.
Caspian
“Fuck off, Caspian.” My omega scowled at me, standing in front of a catering table, gulping from a large and nearly empty bottle of champagne.
