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“Liv,” he groans, his head tilting like he thinks I’m just placating him.

“I’m serious, and screw anyone who isn’t willing to listen to your story. You’ve done more to stop Romulus than most of those people have, and I’ll make sure they know it.”

“Fine.” He shakes his head, a small grin forming on his lips.

“Get going then.” I let go of his shoulders with a small push to get him on his way.

“If you insist.” He takes a few steps away, readying to dissipate when he pauses for a moment. “Hey, Liv?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you.” I can make out the sincerity on his face even in the pale moonlight.

“You’re welcome.” I smile and wave as he dissipates back to the academy, to the feast and celebration that awaits us all there.

I take a second and stare at the place he once was, silently wondering if he’s ever truly had someone to look out for him in that way, someone who had his back no matter what.

I can already tell that despite everything that has happened throughout the centuries, my guys are warming up to him. I can only hope that the five of us can be that support he’s never had for years to come.

“What’s taking so long?” Nelle calls from the manor, her head sticking out of the partially opened door. “We’re going to miss out on all the food if you keep staring off into space like that.”

A laugh spills from my lips as I look at her, my heart warming at the sense of home and family that wraps around me like a tight hug.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” I say with feigned exasperation as I break into a run, rushing towards my home and a life filled with love, and more happiness than I could ever have imagined.

Chapter Thirty

Olivia

Thebassvibratesthroughmy body as I move to the beat, my ass grinding against Adrian with every swing of my hips. His fingers dig into my skin as he moves with me, the sun beating down on our nearly bare bodies. I close my eyes and lose myself in the moment. The only sound that pierces through the thumping dance music is the sound of people jumping into the pool, their laughs of joy and crash of water adding to the feeling of nostalgia.

Is it the first time we’ve been back to my father’s beach club in Toronto in the last few months since the battle? No. But every time brings me back to the moment I saw Adrian from across the dance floor, electricity racing between us despite the crowd of people who separated us. His eyes locked on to mine like I was the one person he’d been searching his entire life for, and he hasn’t lost that look since.

I turn in his grip, loving the way his hand slides along the delicate chain at my stomach, tendrils of desire rushing up my spine at the sensation of his skin on mine. He pulls me close, his leg slipping between mine as he hands me a glass of champagne from the table in our booth.

A moan slips from my lips as I move my hips, making his leg press against my pussy perfectly through my thin bathing suit bottoms. The moan is also partially from the bubbles rolling over my tongue as I take the last sip from the fluted glass.

A grin spreads across his lips as he takes the glass from me and places it back down on the table, clearly already guessing my pleasure was from the combination of both him and the champagne.

I shake my head, unable to help my answering grin as I run my hands up his chest, loving the way his sculpted muscles feel beneath my palms.

“You’re incredible,” Adrian murmurs as his heated gaze roves over my skin. “I can’t wait to take you home and devour you.”

I hum in approval, tipping my head back as I lose myself in him and the music. If I could spend every day like this, in his arms or one of my other mates’, my life would be complete.

But work—

“Stop thinking about work,” Adrian says, snapping me from my thoughts.

“Did I project that?” I giggle, clutching his biceps tighter as the tempo of the music changes, the pulsing beat vibrating through me with every sway of our hips. Seductively, he angles his leg closer, making sure my clit rubs against him with every move I make.

I suck in a sharp breath, both loving and hating the way he brings my body to life.

“No, but I could tell by the look on your face.” He chuckles, his sly smirk growing as he lowers his lips to my ear. “Today is for relaxation, and just remember, this is only the appetizer.”

“This is the appe—?” The last part of my question comes out as a moan though, as he clamps his lips around my earlobe, lightly dragging his teeth over the sensitive flesh. A spark of lust shoots straight to my core, and I can already feel myself getting wet for my god of illusion.

“What are you doing to me?” I suck in a sharp breath, and close my eyes as his mouth trails lower, sucking on my neck. The sensation causes fireworks to burst behind my eyelids, my body so overwhelmed I don’t even care what the answer is just as long as he doesn’t stop.

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