Page 11 of Messenger of Death (Ouroboros Academy #2)
I didn’t stab him but I did decide to punch Lucian in the kidneys since I couldn’t kick him at this angle.
He bared his fangs at me and did that hissy vampire thing, but the bloke was a bloody germophobe so he wasn’t going to bite me again unless he asked a million questions about my soap and he never fought back.
If I had to share Sage with the Prince of Darkness because of some cosmic bond, then I needed him to be properly pissed when someone sent her a dick pic she didn’t ask for.
I had one. I liked having one, but I didn’t get the appeal of dick selfies.
Cocks were ugly and there were no Snapchat filters to make them prettier or put a bunny face on it to soften the blow of an unsolicited dick pic.
Plus, it was just rude when it wasn’t wanted.
“What was that for?” Lucian snarled.
“What could possibly be on your phone that’s more important than some man at this academy just violated Sage and sent her a dick pic?”
Lucian just rolled his eyes at me. Ponce. I really wanted to hit him again. He wasn’t taking this seriously enough.
“I heard Headmaster Mykene wrote the Ouroboros Academy app she put on our phone that allows us to message each other. The encryption is top-notch, but I got through it. I should be able to use it to piggy back into the other students’ phones and maybe find out who the Forsaken Ones are if they are texting about it.
Before you so rudely punched me in the kidneys, I figured out who sent Sage the dick pic and was planning revenge that didn’t involve severed body parts or getting expelled. ”
Ooh, maybe the little shite goblin was actually handy to have around. Because let’s face it, if someone was missing body parts, Headmaster Mykene was going to know it was me and I didn’t want to be parted from Sage because I avenged her.
“If we aren’t cutting body parts off, then I want in,” Khalid said.
Ah, I thought it was going to be me that corrupted Khalid, but it ended up being the Prince of Darkness. I wasn’t complaining.
“I’m listening,” I said.
“It was Blaize Vossen, the dragon prince. I’m also a prince, but I think it’s different with supernaturals. I might have immunity if I hit him but the rest of you wouldn’t. We can fuck with him digitally and no one will know it was us.”
Well, damn. I didn’t think I could overpower a damned dragon unless I got him properly smashed first. But then he might shift and I’d have a drunk dragon on my hands destroying the property of people who didn’t even send Sage a dick pic.
“I’m listening,” I said.
“So, I’ll have to figure it out, but I’m pretty sure I can figure out how to take control of Blaize’s phone the next time he accesses the school’s messaging program.”
Khalid was nodding.
“Can you give us access to post on his social media? I’ll bet he has millions of followers.”
Savage. I liked this side of Khalid. This was new for me, but I was willing to learn digital revenge instead of the stabby kind. Especially if Blaize paid for all the dick pics, he was sending and I didn’t have to be parted from Sage.
I really felt like I was growing as a person. I guess college did that to people.
“Hey, did we just bond?” Khalid asked.
“Yes,” I said at the same time Lucian said ‘no.’
Lucian would come around. This unsolicited dick pic might be the one thing that got Lucian and me getting along.