Page 210 of Hell Fae King

But this was his final chapter to close.

I was part of the new book, one we would be writing together with our mate-circle. Maybe we’d find a way to re-create Vita. Or perhaps her memory would reside with his past in his mother’s journal.

Regardless, we were moving into the future.

However, to do that, we needed to close the past.

I supposed Melek should be up there as his Hell Fae Prince. He’d been part of the opening ceremonies for the Hell Fae Bride Trials, just like Az and Ajax.

I’m simply an ornament, little angel,he whispered into my mind.The admirers can still see me. But I choose my own views. And right now, I rather like this one.

I glanced at him to find him staring at me.You’re being cryptic again.

Not really,he replied.My riddle is fairly straightforward.

“There’s just one more announcement for this evening,” Typhos said, his commanding tone drawing my focus away from Melek’s playful commentary. Not that I knew how to respond to his newest riddle.

Or maybe he was just being straightforward, like he’d said.

With Melek, it was hard to know for sure. It was a trait that should annoy me, but I was beginning to love it. Because he kept everything fresh.

And he often served as my necessary escape from the intensity of Az and Typhos. Their dominant personas could be overwhelming at times, especially when theysharedme.

My stomach clenched at the thought, my mind instantly recalling the other night when Az had held my arms at my sides while seated inside me. Then pulled me forward so Typhos could take my ass.

Our king is trying to make a speech, Cami,Melek whispered into my mind.A speech that’s about to end abruptly if you keep fantasizing about him and Azazel fucking you.

I swallowed and met Typhos’s blazing gaze from across the crowd. It reminded me of the time he’d focused on me in the arena. During the opening ceremonies.

How fitting, I thought.

Indeed, the Hell Fae King returned.You’re as enchanting as ever, Camillia. Now, unless you want me to fuck you in front of this crowd—which I will—I expect you to behave.

My thighs clenched at the threat.You wouldn’t dare to share me in that manner.

Even from across the room, I saw his eyebrow arch.You’re not wearing anything under that tight little dress, Miss De la Croix. It would be very easy to yank it up to your waist, bend you over, and fuck you while Ajax and Azazel stand guard. No one would see a thing. But they would absolutely hear you scream, my queen.

Melek hummed beside me, no doubt sensing the heated conversation flowing between me and the Hell Fae King. While my mates couldn’t hear specifics when I spoke directly to one of my men, they could pick up on moods.

And Typhos was absolutely giving off a punishing vibe right now.

I’ll behave, my king, I told him softly.For now.

Though, if he wanted me to stop thinking about sex, he should probably stop threatening to fuck me.

Melek chuckled beside me.Ty is giving me a list of items for this evening. It seems you’ve worked him up with your wicked thoughts, little angel.

I rolled my eyes.I was just thinking about the other day.

“As I was saying,” Typhos continued out loud, his tone commanding once more. “I have another announcement, and it’s regarding the Hell Fae Bridal Candidates. First, I want to start by expressing my gratitude to you all for your patience while we’ve sorted through the recent events in the realm.”

He surveyed the crowd, his charisma palpable throughout the ballroom. He truly was a magnificent leader.Easy on the eyes, too,I thought, admiring the cut of his flawless all-black suit.

Camillia.

Typhos, I returned.You really should focus on your speech, my king.

He mentally muttered something about having two brats in his head but continued out loud as though he hadn’t been distracted at all.