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Chapter 192
Class ended and I lingered around while Kairos organized some of the materials we’d been using. He shot me a look but continued to pick up his things. It wasn’t until the clearing was empty, only he and I standing there, that he spoke.
“As much as I’d love to pin you to the floor and lick every inch of your skin,” he said, casually like he’d weather. “I take my position seriously. There’s nothing professional about fucking you on the forest
I tried to not let my mind wander into how much I wanted that. I shook my head to clear my thoughts “That’s not why I’m here,”
Kairos raised an eyebrow. “Your running shift was perfect, and you’ll be graded as such. Don’t worry.”
“I need to talk to you about something,” I said. “Something, fated mate–y.”
Kairos froze. He nodded. I sighed. Here I went.
“I’m sure you’ve deduced that I have more than one fated mate,” I said.
“I knew you fucked Wolfham, if that’s what you’re trying to say,” Kairos snapped back.
These damn wolves and their jealousy.
ing about the
“No. It’s not,” I threw back. “Well – maybe. I’m fated to both of you. I know the signs. I know what I felt, and I know it’s not unheard of.”
“Not unheard of, no,” Kairos said. “But highly unusual and usually within families of High Alphas? Yes. Did you suddenly become a High Alpha?”
I shifted, uncomfortably. Here I went again with the lies. “Some non–High Alphas have had two fated mates,” I said, quietly. “I read the tomb on wolves with multiple fated mates. It’s not having two fated mates that’s bad, it’s bad when you don’t do anything about them.”
Kairos threw a bag of supplies down and gave me a pointed look. He crossed his arms over his chest. “I thought I was clear when I said I don’t. Share.”
“Crystal,” I hissed. “But you don’t understand. We have to share. If I don’t consummate all my bonds, the ones that we’re completed will get sick and go mad and die.”
“And I’m supposed to give a fuck if Wolfham dies?”
“He was your friend,” I grit out. “So yes. Coupled with the fact that whatever happens to him, will also happen to me.”
Kairos’s face fell. His bitter façade was crumbling in front of me. He crossed his arms back over his chest and pulled his lip between his teeth, deep in thought. He peered back up and me through his eyelashes.
“And the only way to keep you from going insane is to consummate both bonds?” he said.
“Well,” I rubbed at the back of my neck. “You could also break the bond but I figured that was-
“Completely out of the fucking question.”
“Right.”
“So, it’s both or one?” Kairos repeated.
“All or one,” I corrected. “I have three fated mates – well, four. Bu Thorne already broke his bond. I don’t really know what that means.”
“Three?!” Kairos balked. “You have three fated mates?”
I nodded. “You, Maximus and Valentin.”
“Three fated mates and one of them is Lunerly,” Kairos deadpanned. He shook his head. “Who the fuck are you, Zora Smith?”
I gnawed on my own lip then shrugged. “Just a girl.”
Kairos scoffed. “Sure,” he said, all sarcastic. “And you’ve consummated the bond with Lunerly, too?”
I shifted. “No, he’s-”
“So I can have you to myself,” he cut me off. “If Wolfham breaks his bond.”
“Well yes, but-”
“It’s settled,” Kairos cut me off again and went back to packing up the class supplies. “I will fight Wolfham for you. Winn doesn’t have to sever their bond and loser does. Then Lunerly severs his and marries that psycho bitch who graduated and I get you alone.”
My heart strained in my chest. “It’s not that simple,” I said, quickly. “Anyone who severs the bond won’t live as long as a normal wolf. It’s a side effect and I – I want all of you. I need all of you.”
I did need them. For my own selfish reasons and the reasons I’d read in my prophecy. If I was supposed to defeat the vampires, I needed the power that came from all four of them. Not just one wolf.
Kairos dropped his supplies again and stalked over to me. His hand went to grab my chin. I stumbled slightly and my hands pressed against his chest. The electricity that swarmed my body was like a match to a flame, burning me up from the inside out. I couldn’t help the whimper that escaped my lips. Kairos’s dark eyes loomed down at me.
“You won’t need any of them when you’re mine,” Kairos hissed, half a threat and half a promise. “There is nothing that any of them can do that I can’t do better. I will take care of you in every way you can imagine. You will come harder on my cock than you would ever do there’s. You are mine, Zora. All your secrets and everything in between.”
My lips parted slightly. Another noise erupted from deep within me. My hands knotted in Kairos’s shirt. I pressed my chest into his and felt the rumble start deep within him. His grip on me loosened slightly. His hand snaked around the side of my face and grabbed my neck. Then, he was pulling me towards his all over again.
Our lips clashed in a mess of teeth and tongues. Immediately, he pried my lips open and sucked me deep into him. His hand was still pressed into my neck, bruising the skin there in a way that sent another jolt of electricity to the space between my legs. Another noise came from me and Kairos swallowed it before going back for more.
I was pliant in his hands, molded to fit what he needed. My hands went to his hair and tugged and he grunted into me. His hips jutted into mine and I felt the stiffness between them. Everything ached within me to pull him out and impale myself on him. Fuck the professionalism, I’d suck his cock on the forest floor.
Then, as passionate as it was faded into something soft. Kairos pressed one final kiss to my lips, mouths closed. He pulled back and rested his forehead against mine. Both of our mouths were open, gasping for air. He kissed me once more then dropped his hands from my skin. I whined at the loss and even more when he pushed past me. My hand went to grab him but he was too far
away.
“I’ll challenge Wolfham tomorrow,” he murmured over his shoulder. “Then you will be mine.”
I watched as he disappeared into the forest, away from the clearing I was hot all over again and I’d made absolutely and getting him to agree to share. If anything, I’d made it worse.
“Motherfucker,” I hissed.
I was fucked, yet again.
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