The Book of Azrael

You are already dangerous, Dianna, now let’s make you lethal."

She laughed, truly laughed when he spoke or made some crass comment. I’d only heard her laugh one time like that with me. Their laughter died when I entered the room, and I did not know why it bothered me so much but it truly did.

And, you," she said, turning on me. Her eyes locked with mine and I watched the anger fade, only to be replaced by sadness and that was so much worse. "You couldn't even tell me? After everything, you suddenly couldn’t confide in me? I am so sorry you find me so repulsive that the mere mention of fucking me makes you avoid me for weeks."

My chest ached, and I found I did not like sharing her attention.

Dianna laughed, and I felt like I had been punched in the gut. I hated the way they smiled at one another. I wondered if she thought of his perfectly flawless skin, if she dreamed of it.

Vennir hound in heat.

, just us. You give me way too much credit. I am not that nice."

"Come up with as many as you like as long as you don't call me a worm again."

His expression softened a corner of his lip twisting. "You truly do remember all I say, don't you?"

"Is that why you summoned me here? For idle chit-chat regarding matters I am already aware of?"

Word of advice then, World Ender. Do not fill her head with pretty words. Do not make her beautiful gowns. Do not take her on midnight strolls through a garden, or give her hand-picked flowers. Kaden has fed her scraps for years to keep her in line. She is a woman, one who craves love no matter what she says. If you have no intention of staying or being with her, don’t court her and make her care. Don’t be the one to make her fall if you have no intention of catching her."