Crimson Summer || Book Two

The Crimson Five

~Miniseries Preview~

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"What game? What are you talking about?"

I sputter and Prince Kiem's quiet laughter goes dark when I'm backed into the corner of his small booth and his hand is just rested on the wall behind my head. Surrounding me in a way he's never done before in the eleven years we've known each other.

"Why are you laughing?" I huff as I try to push him away, but he pushes me right back into the concrete wall making my shoulder's ache and my heart race.

"I just think it's funny how the smartest guy I've ever met could really be this dense when it comes to...this," He says and his scent flows between us in an intoxicating way that has me almost sinking to my knees.

"I don't know-"

"Evren, what do I smell like?"

He asks and his hand touches my chin, gently forcing me to look him in the eyes since I've been staring at his shoes for so long I probably have the dirt patches memorized.

"You smell like...I dunno Kiem, you, dirt, sweat, a touch of ass? What do you want me to tell you?" I lie once again, fearing the outcome. Then he comes closer and I feel as though my heart is in my throat, pounding against my adams apple.

I just might throw up.

"I told you this when you were younger and I'll say it again. You belong to me, so you can either tell Hayden to piss off or I'll do it myself. Your choice." Kiem threatens and I can feel the drift as my mouth opens in shock.

"Kiem, what the fuck are you-"

The way his lips mold to mine in quiet perfection for just a few brief seconds is enough to make every memory we have together come alive and combine to form a forever of him and nothing else would make me happier. It's deep in the warmth of his touch as if his soul is touching mine and I'm left frazled, confused, and more or less unable to name the feeling as it floods my chest. The small smack of our lips ends the moment and the tingling that fills every vein in my body still vibrates from him.

"Are we clear?"

***

"You are no longer my mate, you lost that privilege when you tried to kill me,"

Myah's soft voice sends shivers down my spine as I'm bent on my knees with him standing behind me. His large hand rested on the back of my neck and I watched in the mirror before me as a thick chord of native flowers collared my neck, shrowding me in his scent. His handsome smile is deceiving as he falls to one knee and grasps my cheeks.

"Try to run and I will find you, if you try to take this off I will know, and if you even think of trying to hurt myself or my siblings again, I won't be as gentle. Do any of the things mentioned and the punishment will be severe. Nod if you understand," Myah threatens directly in my earr and I quickly nod, trying to swallow my icy fear-filled tears. His dominant beta scent is overwhelming enough to make me pass out.

"Good boy, now get on the bed,"

***

"Reaper, we found a rogue that looks to be a prisoner of the others,"

Icabod warns as he lifts the sheet from the metal cage and a girl about my age cowers in the corner in fear. Her clothing stripped from her body as she shivered and curled into the corner. Her sweet honey scent was undeniable and the moment and with a click of my fingers I force the metal to protrude, giving me easy access as I step inside.