Page 101 of Our Sins in Silver (Coven of Sin 3)

He opened his mouth, to say what, I wasn’t sure. Whatever it was, his words never came. Instead, Corry’s voice echoed through the cemetery.

“Hey, guys? Where the hell are you? I can smell you all the way from the house. Jesus, you two stink. I get the whole appeal of a graveyard fuck, I guess. But it would have been kind of cool if you’d met Eros and me in the painting after the meeting like—”

My heart crystallized when Corry stepped through a small copse of trees, and our eyes locked.

My throat swelled, and another sob latched in my chest, unable to escape. I didn’t want Corry to see me like this. Whatever this was. It wasn’t your typical post-sex dishevelment, that’s for sure.

He’d caught me in a vulnerable moment where I wallowed in the mess my monster had left for me to clean up. This wasn’t the kind of mess you could tackle with a bottle of cleaner and paper towels.

Lexi’s headless corpse lay a few graves down from me, her hollow eyes gaping off into space. The bloody implant wasn’t far from her fingers, abandoned in the grass.

Vincent, whose colossal feather-covered monster form was now crouched over me in a defensive position, still had his cock out. The tiny feathers on his neck bristled, his elongated fangs were bared, and a warning growl slithered from him.

Then there was the mess that was me, on my back in the grass with my dress torn down the middle and my thighs still spread. Vincent’s taloned hands possessively gripped my thighs, which were caked with the fae’s blood, sweat and cum.

Tears crusted my cheeks. My lips were swollen from brutish fae kisses.

The pile of puke seeped into the ground near my head.

Corry’s eyes went saucer wide as he took in the scene. “Youbastard!”The youngest prince shook as he shouted. He was so furious. He didn’t sound a thing like himself.

Cold shame washed over me. I’d never seen him look so…heartbroken. He’d taken in the scene and drawn his own conclusions. Frankly, I couldn’t blame him for it. By all rights, it looked like Vin had forced himself on me.

“N–no. It’s not like that. He didn’t do anything I didn’t want him to—” But Corry wasn’t listening. He charged at the monster, and a scream caught in my throat.

“Corry! No, he’ll kill you!”

Chapter forty-four

Going Home

Iwouldhavethrownmyself between my mates if I could, but my body might as well have been made of lead. Exhaustion weighed on my limbs. I couldn’t even summon the energy to wake my monster up from the post-orgasm coma she’d fallen into.

Even if I was helpless to watch them fight, it should have been over as soon as it started.

Vin was a fully shifted, dark-fae-vampire hybrid. Corry was a seven-month-old vampire with no special abilities. There should have been no question as to who the winner would be. Yet, by some miracle, the youngest prince was holding his own against his brutish hybrid brother. Every punch, every kick, every bite, Corry dodged and had a counter to fling back at his opponent.

It didn’t make sense.

The guy should be fae food by now. But Cor was somehow making the fae work up a sweat, keeping him on his toes.

Vincent cared for the youngest prince, even though he bitched about having to keep an eye on him. But he didn’t fool anyone. He considered Corry family.

That knowledge didn’t bring me any comfort, though. Right now, Vin wasn’t himself. When he lost himself to his baser instincts, he was possessive. In this state, he’d nearly killed Sterling once. He’d definitely have no qualms about killing Corry if he thought it meant keeping his mate safe.

Even Corry seemed to have fallen into a weird, primal trance that went way beyond the youngblood state.

The dynamic between them was harsh and angry, and the chasm between them left me spiraling.

Someone was about to get really hurt if this didn’t stop now.

“Guys, stop!” I knew my plea was already lost on Vincent before it even left my tongue. He was a prisoner to his darker side, and I didn’t have the power to bring out my monster to subdue him. With Corry, I expected him to at least turn his head in my direction.

You’d think I wasn’t even here with the way theybothignored me.

My legs screamed as I forced myself to my feet and ran up to the vampire, catching his wrist with my numb fingers. He ran so hot it almost burned. “Cor, you have to get away from him. Let him calm down—”

I shouldn’t have touched Corry.

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