Page 135 of Our Sins in Blood (Coven of Sin 1)

Conflict raged inside me, threatening to tear me in half. I didn’t want to walk out of here completely naked. I’d still yet to meet most of the coven, and those precious first impressions would be all but fucked if they saw me bolting out of the throne room, naked and covered in blood and tears. Then again, how dignifying could it be slinking out of here wrapped in nothing but a sheet after I’d been ravaged by Feral?

Nope. It was going to be option A for me. I’d rather lose my dignity than have my pride completely fucked. “Keep it. You can sleep with it at night. It’s the closest you’ll ever get to having me in your bed.”

I stormed out in a rage and was thankful to find the hallway empty.

It was no use trying to hold back the tears for a second longer. They streamed down my cheeks, creating little blazing paths that made my skin feel like it was on fire.

It took me a second to gather myself. What just happened in the throne room…? There would be no forgetting it. From here on, every time I looked the brutal male in the eyes, I’d think about myself naked and spread beneath that monster. The monster I lusted for so badly it made my cunt, my heart, mydamn soulache in ways that terrified me.

And how I’d almost gone through with it.

It had to be late at night. Everyone was probably in their rooms getting ready for dawn. I scanned the hall in both directions to make sure the coast was clear before taking off into a sprint toward the grand staircase. I made it to the top and rounded the corner, my heart soaring when my bedroom door came into view. Then all hopes of making it to the sanctuary of my room without being spotted crumbled when another door opened, and a familiar face appeared.

Lexi.

What in the hell did I ever do to the universe to deserve this kind of stinking luck? Was I some cosmic joke? Was God just toying with me, seeing how he could make my life more miserable? Because he was doing a bang-up job, I had to say.

The second I registered the dark-haired, ice-cold succubus, I fumbled for the nearest door just a few rooms down from mine and bolted inside. Sure, it was a bad idea to burst into random rooms totally in the nude, but whatever I stumbled into couldn’t be worse than facing Lexi like this.

The room I’d fled into was dark, and it took a second for my eyes to adjust. I prepared myself for the worst. Creepy dungeon, a closet full of bones, anything was possible in this coven of bullshit.

What I was not expecting was a normal ass room. It was so normal, in fact, that for a second, it felt like I’d found a portal back to Quincy suburbia. The walls were painted blue and were covered in posters fromThe Fast and the Furiousfranchise and bikini-clad women. There was a desk in the corner with stacks of books, a laptop, random playboy magazines.

A king-sized bed sat in the center of the room. It was the first non-antique piece of furniture I’d seen in the whole place.

It looked like the room of a normal college-aged guy.

The single window was already shuddered and locked, which meant whoever this room belonged to, they were in for the night. My heart skipped a beat when I realized the bed wasoccupied.

The male in the bed sat up, his blue eyes instantly turning red when they fell to my naked body. “Red. What the hell? Why are you covered in blood? And you’renaked!”

Oh, Bloody hell.

Why couldn’t I have stumbled into a broom closet or something? Instead, I had found Corry Cross’ room, who wasn’t exactly renowned for his control over his youngblood impulses.

Before I could react, Corry was out of bed and stalking toward me with a lopsided grin on his face.

“Talk about a midnight snack.”

Chapter sixty-four

Night with the Youngblood

“C–Corry!”

I squeezed my eyes shut as the hungry predator breathed down my neck.

Great. Just great.

Of all the rooms to fling myself into, it just had to be the one belonging to the coven’s most impulsive vampire.

Had I escaped The Feral King, only to fall prey to the youngblood?

No matter how deep into his instincts Corry was buried, he’d never force himself on me. But hewouldbite me.

And I was too tired to fight him.

I needed rest but knew that even with the blood-thirsty vampire inside, Corry’s room was the closest thing I’d get to sanctuary with Lexi prowling the hall.

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