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Kenzie’s mouth drops open. “How did you?—“ “You’re experiencing stronger emotions,” I point out as my heart pounds in that strange, unfamiliar way. According to my quintet, that means I’m either anxious or excited. “You said you were going through something big and unexpected, and your quintet is far more protective than normal. Also, your…

That is Nether tongue. It’s saying it has a message from her ‘father.’ “Enough, enough. Take it to the stake so that its life may be a suitable offering,” Coates orders, snapping his fingers more quickly when the changeling continues to shriek. I know how much my muse dislikes changelings, but she’s studying this one…

“Maven Oakley!” one of them shouts. “Over here! Give us a smile!” Again, with the smiling shit? I look at that one, ignoring the flashing cameras as I let him know with my expression just how stupid he is for making that suggestion. He flusters and hides behind other reporters who call for my attention,…

I like the leash, too. They make me feel more like I’m yours, as long as no one else sees them. Besides, with the newlybound urges so fucking bad this time around, I think it’s helping to calm me down since I can’t have you naked in bed for a little bit longer. His newlybound…

And then there are the human reporters. I know they’re reporters because of all the cameras they’re holding, but also because Lillian stands out there in a light jacket. It’s obvious that she’s asking them to leave as nicely as she can. One of the photographers says something and flips her off. The others laugh….

Maven lifts her chin as she addresses Orlando Coates. “I accept. We’ll attend the celebration, as long as you don’t sacrifice anyone or pull any weird cult shit on me.” Coates is chuffed to bits at this news. The cult members cheer again, bowing and chattering to each other in fresh excitement. The changeling struggles…

“No. I’m fucking amazing,” I finally manage to whisper. “More. I want more.” Baelfire swears. “Gods, look at you, baby. So fucking greedy and perfect.” Everett slowly pulls out as Crypt presses in. Then they switch, Crypt withdrawing while Everett presses so deep into me from behind that I lose my breath. For a moment,…

“Screw realistic,” Everett groans when I bite his neck none too gently. “Let the world end.” MAVEN Turns out, you can fuck around in bed for a long time when you’re actively ignoring anything waiting outside the front door. It helps that, in between making me scream his name, Crypt has slipped away several times…

Crypt, Everett, Baelfire, and I gather around to get a good look at this list. Crypt grins. “Written in crayon, as all good hit lists are.” My attention slips to the end, and I nearly laugh. “ Sangfluir, ‘rest in peace’ is a phrase typically used to describe the fate of someone who died.” “Someone…

“You know,” I mumble. “We know, but we’d like to hear it,” Crypt grins. “Come on, darling. Confess.” I decide this conversation has been productive enough and turn to study the food Baelfire just made. Whatever it is, it has potatoes and cheese in it and smells amazing. “That masterpiece is going to get cold.”…