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Castian turned his gaze to her, a clear question in his eyes.

“I’ll explain it later.” She tugged on his arm. “Let’s go or we’ll be late.”

He followed her out of the room. Oye glanced over her shoulder to thank Arwin but instead found the easy smile on his face had disappeared, and he now stared at Castian with an unreadable expression. Once he spotted her looking, it disappeared, and changed back to a pleasant smile.

She faced forward, keeping a firm hold of Castian’s arm.

He spoke once they hit the top step. “I would like an explanation now.”

Oye, who’d been lost in thought, released his arm. “It’s basically what he said, I caught two people going at it in the stairwell.”

He nodded facing forward. “But why did you end up in his room Alone?”

She scoffed. “You’re good at that, you know.”

He stopped as she continued forward. She only stopped when she realized he hadn’t followed her. She glanced back at him in question.

“I’m good at what, Oye?” he asked.

“Sounding jealous,” she said.

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CASTIAN

“Sounding jealous.”

Jealousy wasn’t what Castian was feeling. He was feeling murderous. He had an urge to return to Arwin’s room and tear him limb from limb.

When he returned to his room and realized that Oye hadn’t yet returned he’d scried for her in order to avoid her. Planning on going to Tillon’s room to make a copy of the vault key.

Only, she wasn’t anywhere he’d expected. So, he’d followed the metal infused water droplet, and found himself standing outside of Arwin’s door listening to her talking with another man.

Possessive anger had filled him, and he’d nearly ripped the door off its hinges. Who dared to tempt his goddess away from him? Whoever it was, deserved to lay at his feet breathing from a slit throat but that wasn’t what happened. Instead, he’d opened the door to find her an arm’s length distance from Arwin. Her chin lifted and her eyes holding a cunning look.

“Tear out his heart, and feed it to her.”Ashiya’s growl rumbled throughout his body, and for once he wanted to act on his inner demon’s words.

“His stench is on her.”The demon now complained as he stared down at her. Castian had two options. One; he could continue and reveal his true thoughts to her, or he could hide them.

If he didn’t he would surely grab her up here and now, and take her to their room to carve his name on her skin. He hated this hunger running through him, it felt foreign and wrong.

She wasn’t something he could touch.

It wasn’t because she was precious or because of her being the single most beautiful thing he’d seen in the last ten years; no, it was because if he did he would lose himself in her. Oye was like a million-piece puzzle, that he would spend the rest of his existence learning and putting together.

When he thought her to be hard-hearted, she would be soft. And when he expected her to be ruthless she would show mercy; he could see in her the desire to be a virtuous person. Castian knew, if he touched her, took her. She would never be able to become clean.

So, he gritted his teeth and swallowed all the thousand words he wanted to say and changed his stance to one that was cocky and shoved his hands into his pocket. “I commend myself at my own acting, it’s no small burden to play my role.”

Her lashes lowered, and for a second he thought he saw disappointment in them, but decided to dismiss it as quickly as the thought entered his mind.

“Right, I forgot. You’re a big dick warlock.” With that, she turned away and continued down the steps. “Anyway, I saw Jake Renson, but I don’t think I’ve seen the woman he was fucking before.”

He caught up with her at the landing, and together they made their way outside and followed the pathway towards the back. “Hmm, did they see you?”

She shook her head. “No, he caught my ankle but that’s it. I wasn’t expecting him to chase after me though, Luckily Arwin’s room was close to the exit.”

Castian decided not to comment on that. “Did you learn anything from him? It looked like you two had been talking for a while.”

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