Chapter 135
It caused an itch under my skin to see how much they were enjoying this; watching Darian as he realizes that his friend has betrayed him when he thought that he was here to help him get his daughter back. It broke my heart.
Everything he’s done and all the pain he has caused has been to keep her safe, it’s not saying that I excuse it, but his five-year-old daughter was being used as a bargaining chip against him, and now this.
Nate kept his head down at first, looking at everything except for Darian because he knew that once he looked up he’d just see the person that would one day take his life. I knew that Darian would kill him now, he couldn’t let a man live who had betrayed him like this, who had used his daughter’s name in vain.
Lady Hale didn’t stop by the others with Nate, she swayed her hips, the leather rubbing together in squealing sounds and her heels and cane clicked against the floor while her eyes seductively held Darian’s. She lifted her cane, dragging it through her other hand as she walked around him, taking in his full body and then she stopped by his side and her chest pressed up against his arm.
The eagle head on the top of her cane was polished and you could practically see your reflection in it, not one drop of blood from the girls she had drawn it from during the Chalice ritual. I wonder how many times she cleaned it and how many girls had bled on it through the years.
It was a known story that Lady Hale never participated in the Hunt herself, all we knew about her was that she was an orphan, raised in the Council to be a member of the Dark Guard but then something happened along the way to make her into this…this woman who cares so little for the girls she meets.
“King Darian,” she cooed and sucked her bottom lip between her teeth.
She dragged her hand up his healed front where the blood had dried on his skin, her hand lingered on his skin where the shirt was torn.
Bile was rising in my throat and I wish I could aim for her face but I’m pretty sure that it wouldn’t ease the tension that we were all choking on right now.
“Lady Hale,” Darian responded huskily and looked at her.
There was something between them, it was impossible not to see.
“You failed the game, such a shame,” she pouted and cupped his cheek.
“How would you like a chance to redeem yourself? You can win, all or nothing, the offer is good for sixty seconds,” she cooed seductively and pressed against him.
Everyone was waiting in anticipation but I was just trying not to vomit or cave for the emotions that welled over my head when I saw their lips brushing against each other and Lady Hale’s eyes hungrily watching him like he was everything she ever wanted.
“What do you propose?” He asked, his lips moving against hers.
A soft moan left her lips as she leaned against him, one hand on the cane and the other around his neck.
“Fuck me, right here, right now, with everyone watching- I know you don’t mind the spectators. Fuck me as only you can, my King, and you will have what you want with no further involvement from us,” she leaned in and twirled her tongue on his earlobe before sucking it in between her teeth and pulling away. “You know you want to, you remember how good this pussy was, no rules and no safe word, anything goes. Your puppet won’t mind, will you?” Her lips pulled in a grin while her hazy eyes held mine, waiting for an answer. I drew a breath and gritted my teeth while my lips pulled back in a tense smile.
“Not at all, I’m used to seeing him with his whores,”
Lady Hale groaned and pursed her lips.
The cane flew up and all I saw was the silver wings slashing through the air before my head whipped to the side and the beak of the eagle turned red as the drops of blood fell one at a time.
It was a cut straight across my cheek and when I looked back she held the cane at her side like it was never in the air, like it hadn’t drawn my blood but the eagle head sat proudly on the top of her cane, though now it was crimson instead of silver.
“I thought he would’ve taught you how to speak with respect but he’s been busy with other things I see,” she sized me up and down, took out a napkin from her pocket, and buffed the eagle’s head.
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What a bitch.
I groaned and wiped my cheek with my sleeve, it was black so at least the blood wouldn’t show.
When Lady Hale swayed her hips in slow steps toward me I refused to back away or lower my head. If she wanted respect she’d have to find it with one of her men because she wasn’t getting anything from me.
“Or better yet,” she circled me, drawing her fingers along my shoulders and across my back.
“Why don’t you show me what you’ve taught her, and then when you’ve warmed her up, I’ll join in. You always did like it when there were two of us,”
Always?
Two?
Who in their right mind would sleep with her?
“Every male ever?” Trixy snarked.
“Can you go to sleep please,”
I felt her sharp nails scraping against my neck as she moved my hair over my shoulder and the smell of rose and dark vanilla lingered on her touch.
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