Unleashed: The Cursed Trilogy, Book Two by Betty Legend (little bear else holmelund minarik .TXT) 📗

“Believe me, I hate interrupting a good fuck, but we all need to talk.”

Anger tightens his muscles, and his grip becomes almost unbearable.

“Fine.” Lowering my legs, he nods his head toward the door to the basement. “Get whatever clothes you want from my closet.”

The contemptuous wall he keeps up has been re-erected. With a scornful, tight mouth and jaw, he pulls his briefs and pants over his hips. A moment passes between Phoenix and Emeric, and I worry Phoenix will act on his thoughts. I caress my hand over his shoulder, releasing my water magic, and he glances over his shoulder at me, his muscles relaxing ever so slightly.

The feel of my magic surprises him. He watches me with interest as I saunter away.

CHAPTER FIVE

PHOENIX

For a short time, I forgot the assholes were still in my house. While I was fucking Selene, I forgot Vivian died over three weeks ago. I forgot all the pain and anger I carry with me for not being able to save her that night. If I’d bonded with Selene sooner, I could’ve had my full power and destroyed every Holy Accolade who broke into my home and attacked us. But instead, I rejected being chosen. I told Vivian I would seduce Selene when it was my turn to bond, get my full magic, then say good riddance to the witch. What I didn’t expect was to lose Vivian and now be infatuated with a witch I desperately want to drink from, and like I told her, fuck over and over.

I’m an asshole for thinking it, but what I felt for Vivian didn’t compare to the power and pull Selene has over me. The night of the party, I knew Vivian would hate Selene. From the moment we came close to one another, I was aware I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands and fangs off her. Part of me resented her, but even more, I resented the curse.

In the last few weeks, I laid in bed, sleep-deprived, wondering if fate took Vivian from me so I would be open to bonding with Selene. The world is a cruel place, and so is fate’s hand.

My current problem is the four men in my house. The four men I’m fine never seeing or having a relationship with, yet I’m supposed to share Selene with them. It’s something I’m not willing to accept, and if I get my way, I won’t have to.

I enter the room, and they’re lounging on my furniture, drinking glasses of liquor.

“Please, make yourselves comfortable.”

“You couldn’t fight it, could you?” Emeric smirks. “The pull to her.”

“Let’s save the pussy powwow for another time.”

Killian and Emeric exchange glances and smirk. Emeric mouths, nope, to Killian, then downs the rest of his liquor. My gaze falls to Killian, sitting nude on my leather chair and grimace.

“Where are your clothes, wolf?”

“Torn, vamp. Seeing as how we don’t fit in the same size, guess you’ll have to deal with my dick hanging out.”

“It doesn’t matter. I won’t be up here long. I have a witch who wants more of my dick.” I smirk, and Killian curls his lip, a low growl erupting. “Now, let’s get to the point of this conversation. Those demons have been watching me for some time since you were all hiding out.”

“They’re trying to find her,” Griffin shares what we all know. “We should all remain at Mordeeves Island, allow her time to learn more of her magic.”

“I’m not going to live at a beach house. Vampires don’t mix with sun, remember?”

Griffin runs a hand through his hair, revealing a pointed ear.

“I tried to tell you before, but you wouldn’t listen. The house is equipped for all of us to live there. It wouldn’t be any different from living here.”

“Except for the lack of technology, a blood supply, and entertainment.”

“Then what do you suggest?”

“I have a second place I’ll move into. Selene can split her time between my place and yours.”

“And mine,” Killian states firmly. “She’s my mate. I’d prefer she live primarily with me.”

“She already lives with us.” Cyrus holds his half-empty glass on his knee. “But I know she’ll be happy to have you move in.”

“I’ll consider it.” Killian scratches at his scruff, contemplating the invitation.

Coming off the wall, I lower my folded arms. “This chat was lovely. Anything else we need to discuss?”

“Yeah.” Emeric throws a thumb over his shoulder. “How about we have Selene in this conversation? She needs to know the demons and Holy Accolades are going to keep coming.”

“I believe the Holy Accolades don’t know who she is or what she looks like,” Cyrus shares. “If they did, they would’ve attacked her already.”

“I disagree. They haven’t attacked her yet.” I look at Griffin. “You told me demons attacked her in her apartment. If demons know about her, so do the Holy Accolades.”

“Then why didn’t they attack her the night she came to your party?” Cyrus questions.

“They didn’t have time. They were making a quick escape before other vampires or supernaturals showed up they didn’t know about.” I throw my hands up. “Hell, maybe they were afraid of her. I don’t know what their reasons are, but they have them. Otherwise, she would’ve been injured or killed.”

Emeric glances between me and Cyrus. “I think they found out who she was that night. We’ve kept her off their radar, but the moment she’s back in society, their chances of finding her are a lot easier. She needs to be prepared for that.”

“She has the magic of all five elements coursing through her now.” Killian sits forward, his cup hanging from his hands as he raises a brow at me. “Once she has a handle on them, she won’t have to be afraid of demons or a superstitious cult.”

Griffin sighs heavily. “It’s not as easy as avoiding them. About a week ago, I had a vision.” Finishing his drink, he sets the empty glass aside. “Something is coming for her. Something