Page 144 of Broken Souls

“They’re both rejects, so probably half-bloods.”

Disinterest comes down our bond.

“But we can leave them here,” Zara hurries on. “You can take a bit of blood to your client and see what he thinks?”

He thinks about it for a moment, then nods. She smiles at him in a way that makes me want to stab her in the face. “I’m glad we can still please each other,” she purrs.

Anger pushing me on, I manage to walk the rest of the way to Varius. Neither of them look at me. “They’ll count as one,” he says, his full attention on her.

Her smile tightens. “Of course.”

Pulling out his phone, he sends a text to Maddox to bring back all six women. While we wait for his return, Zara leads us over to the crate of silver. When Varius confirms he’s happy with it, she shuts the lid. By that time, his brother is back with the six women for the exchange. They’re chained together, linked by collars around their necks.

Zara smiles wide as her men swap which group they’re guarding.“It was a pleasure doing business with you,” she says as she bows her head at Varius, but I’m short enough to notice that she’s taking the opportunity to run her eyes all over his body.

My jaw tightens as I fight the urge to hit her. Just a few more seconds, and I’ll be out of her damn company.

But just then an image pops into my head of her down on her knees, sucking his huge cock. His hand is in her hair as he thrusts inside her mouth.“That’s it, baby,” he grunts. “You’re taking me so well. You’re going to swallow for me, aren’t you?”

My chest tightens as I realize she’s a telepath. She smirks at me, her smile hidden from Varius by the bow of her head.

“That’s just one of the many things we’ve done,”she says telepathically.“You might have his name, you fucking bitch, but I’ll always have his cock.”

She sends another image to me, this time with his cock in her pussy. She’s sitting on his lap, and he has his face buried in her boobs. His hands are gripping her hips, guiding her to go faster.“Fuck, Zara. Your cunt feels so good. Ride me just like that. Fuck, baby. You’re going to make me cum. Yeah. I’m going to cum in your tight little pussy.”

Straightening, she smirks at me.

“Until next time,” she purrs as she reaches out to touch my husband.

But I move faster, fueled by purerage.

Pulling out a knife, I stab her in the fucking face.

Forty-Nine

HER

Or that’s what I would’ve done if Varius didn’t grab my arm, twist my wrist, and force me to drop my knife, which he catches in his other hand.

Zara stumbles back in fear and rage as I scream, “You bobble head bitch!”

I go to swing for her with my other arm, but Varius hauls me away from her, choosing her side over mine, and oh my gods, if I thought I could get away with it, I would kick him in the fucking balls. The utter asshole keeps telling me I’m his, only to keep pulling this shit when it comes time to actually proving it. Fucking hel, when am I going to learn all he is is a smooth talking liar?

“Apologize,” Varius hisses.

As I stand heaving in stubborn refusal, Zara recollects her composure. She looks at me smugly, then takes a step forward, no doubt confident in the fact that she’s won. I look crazy, and my own damn husband is holding me back from kicking her ass.

“Yeah, tell me –”

“I will handle my wife,” Varius cuts in.

She shuts up immediately, and now it’s my turn to smile smugly.

“Micha,” he demands, his voice low and deadly. Regret and disappointment come down our bond, and I know he’ll have to punish me if I don’t say the words. My chin lifts. Fuck her. I’d rather take the punishment.

Varius’ lips touch my ear. “You will cause a war with her Family. She is Ryker Ezwail’ik’s only child.”

Fuck.