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“Just before his lips reached hers, she jerked her head back to whip it forward into his nose. A Glasgow kiss. Distinct cracking sounded. With his nose pouring blood, he squeezed her upper arms, "Holly, what the fuck—" Using all her strength, she hiked her knee up between his legs. His hands flew to cup his groin as his knees met the ground. "You're right, Cadeon." She dusted off her hands. "That really was fun.”

“Do you know, it's really hard to be a parent. I blame it on Santa Claus. You spend so long making sure your kid doesn't know he's fake that you can't tell when you're supposed to stop." "Mom, I found you and Calla wrapping my presents when I was, like, six." "It was a metaphor, Blue." "A metaphor's supposed to clarify by providing an example. That didn't clarify." "Do you know what I mean or not?" "What you mean is that you're sorry you didn't tell me about Butternut." Maura glowered at the door as if Calla stood behind it. "I wish you wouldn't call him that." "If you'd been the one to tell me about him, then I wouldn't be using what Calla told me." "Fair enough.”

“And I've got THIS," I pulled out the signum and held it up for him to see, "that says I'm kindred. And I've got THIS," I pointed at my head, "that says I'm as smart as you. And I have THIS," I held up my middle finger, "that says go to hell, you immortal bigot." And with that I spun around and stomped out the door, filing the expression on Arthur's face in a mental folder labeled "Kate's Proudest Moments".”

“What the fuck?” Nolan asked and turned to face the guys. “I told you. Dante’s lost it, man.” Julian said and came to me, hugging me tightly when I stood. When he released me, we turned to face the others. “That’s a fucking understatement. What did you do to him?” Nolan asked me with a frown. “Me? Why is it my fault he became unhinged?” I seethed, glaring at him. “Well, considering he hasn’t gone apeshit for anyone but you, obviously you did something.” Nolan shrugged. “Fuck you.” I hissed. “She’s right. Dude should be able to take rejection.” Kit chimed in. “That’s all you did?”

“We can put your friends in the tower,” Vidrol added, rubbing a finger along the sharp line of his jaw. “It’s only a matter of time before the Darkness tries capturing them and using them against you. If Calder fails to produce you, that’s exactly where they’ll turn next and the tower is the most secure part of the Keep.” “And me?” I asked, my lip twitching. “Where are you going to put me?” His eyes flashed dark green, his lids growing heavy. “On your back,” he said plainly. “On my bed. On my desk. Over my throne. You pick.”

“So yeah, when I look at you—his little golden pet that he shows off—it pisses me off.” “Then don’t look at me,” I retort, my voice carrying a hard edge. Osrik snorts. “I try not to.” “For the record, I get pissed off when I look at you, too,” I reply. A rough, quick bark of a laugh escapes him, so loud and sudden that it makes me jump. “I guess neither of us should look at one another then.” I dart a look at him. “I guess not.”

“I jumped up when I saw Frey, but Bjern got there first, grabbing her cheeks and forcing her lips up to his. She spluttered, but he only caught the back of her head and dragged her against him, and she finally melted, her hands grasping the sleeves of his shirt. “Yeah, no worries,” Sig said loudly, rolling his eyes. “We were the ones who saved you, but go ahead and try to eat Bjern’s face. That makes sense.”

“Long story short,” I muttered, as Helki narrowed his eyes on us from the fence around the training yard, where he had been silently watching me train. “I … uh … well, I did the obvious. I had sex with Helki, almost killed myself because look at him, and then my Vold magic was back. Obviously.” “Obviously,” Sig repeated, looking like he wanted to either laugh or throw up. “Are you going to have sex with all of them now and win your powers back one orgasm at a time?”

“You know exactly what I’m offering you. All of you. I’m offering the impossible. I’m giving you both of the options you deliberated over for so long. I’m offering to save this world…” I pressed my teeth together, flicking my eyes to the three figures now huddled in the corner of the room, cowering away from our tense discussion. “And I’m offering to share in the benefits,” I finally hedged. “A six-way share. A six-way partnership.” “You can’t cram six people into a two-person carriage”