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“This is out of line,” Henry snapped. “Maya, you don’t need to say a fucking word.”

Anani’s arms closed around me.

I swallowed, “Jed wasn’t my father.”

His eyes lit up, “so you could say there is some resentment there?”

“Don’t,” Henry whispered softly. I inhaled and leaned back into Henry as Anani ran a hand through my hair. My lips tilted as I heard someone shouting in the hall.

Marco.

“This is fucking ridiculous,” he roared out as the principal scattered after him, “I don’t even want to fucking explain to you the shit you’re in. You can expect to hear from my lawyer in the next hour. Officer Truce, get the fuck away from her, now.”

Every single supernatural shifter froze in response to his voice and humans looked around concerned. Officer Truce, presumily, jumped and I grinned.

“Marco,” I stood and he rounded the table and leaned down to kiss my forehead.

He spoke roughly, “I’ll be home in a bit, honey. Henry?”

“Got it,” Henry snarled at the officer and grabbed my waist gently. Both twins nodded a goodbye and I sighed, sort of missing them already. I tucked myself closer to Henry who was vibrating with a very dangerous energy.

Once he had helped me into my dark jacket and we left the school building, his voice went rough. “That was a bunch of bullshit.”

“Henry…”

“No, Maya. I have no idea who the fuck he thinks he is…”

We were closer to the car as he placed me into the seat and I spoke, “Henry…”

The car door closed and he was still mumbling walking around the front of the dark car. I was sort of excited to get home and see Croy. He had taken the guest bedroom and I wondered where Atlas and Sai were as well. I went to ask, but Henry was still muttering. I sighed.

“Henry!” I called out as he froze and snapped his head to the side.

I reached forward and grabbed his shirt gently leaning over the console, slamming my lips to his. Surprised for only a moment, Henry let out a smooth hum before he slid a hand into my hair. I could feel his frantic heartbeat slowing and I pulled back as he offered me a smoldering look.

“That was naughty of you, Maya,” he whispered softly, looking down at my lips before letting out a dangerous, frustrated sound. He threw the car into drive and in some ways I felt like I had instigated something more dangerous. I shivered as he drove fast and in silence, the melodic beat of something playing on the radio. Dangerous and smooth, causing the atmosphere to peak into a heated tone.

When he pulled up to the house, I realized there were no other cars here and before I could ask Henry spoke, “Croy is handling some business and the other two are at Marco’s office handling something.”

Oh.

Then the car was off and I watched as he strode around and those metallic dark eyes heated. He pulled me from the car and lifted me, my legs wrapped around him naturally and his large hands slipped under my thighs. I was already trembling with excitement and he pushed through the front door with ease, pressing me into the inside foyer wall.

“Henry!” I gasped as his lips slammed onto mine.

“Maya,” he groaned and a deep rumble had me tightening my legs around him, his warm tongue pressing into my mouth.

His kiss was heated and smooth. His hands roaming my body like he already had my number. Had my entire self. I slipped my hands through his thick blonde hair and he pulled back slightly, his eyes flicking to the family room.

“Maybe you should go upstairs, sweetie. I’m not exactly in control of myself right now.”

I nibbled my lip, “I don’t mind. I don’t mind at all.”That was the honest truth.

He muttered a curse and before I knew it, his lips were back on mine. Devouring me. I could feel his dragon pushing out and when my butt hit the couch, I watched his eyes darken into nearly black. His knees hit the floor in front of me, those rough hands pushing up my school skirt as he pulled me forward. I squeaked and he pressed his lips to the inside of my knee gently before speaking roughly.

“Tell me to stop, sweetie,” he whispered quietly.

“I would, if I wanted you to,” I whispered softly, my throat a near whimper.


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