Des'Tai: Book Two

97: Tyron

Mentioning Eva had put Rune out of sorts for a while, but he'd soon shrugged it off, regaining his usual self by flirting with our burger joint waitress.

Over lunch, I'd tried to stir the conversation towards the mess he'd made with Aja and Juno, but with every attempt he changed the subject.

"Will you stop doing that?" I snapped at him, my patience wearing thin. "It's not often I tell you when you've done something wrong, Rune, but that was fucked up."

"What part of 'I was just horny' didn't you understand? Aja quite literally put it on a plate for me and I took my fill. She's actually a great fuck, shame you missed out on that. Feisty little thing, who likes using her nails."

My jaw tightened. "She's nineteen. You were sleeping with her friend. They both work and live with us. Did you think about Juno at all? Or better yet, think how it would affect the atmosphere in the palace?"

Rune narrowed his eyes at me. "Don't get all high and mighty on my, Tyron. Just because you're mated, doesn't mean it gives you the right to talk to me like a naughty marara."

"Then stop acting like one. Just admit that you were jealous that I was getting something you weren't – you were that desperate for someone to suck your cock you resorted to using Aja, all because Juno didn't do it right." It sounded pathetic to even be saying the words.

Rune took a mouthful of his burger, glaring at me as he chewed and swallowed. "I'll admit, I didn't think it was fair that you were having all the fun. Truth be told, I was getting bored of Juno. I didn't even cum that last couple times we had sex. I was pent the fuck up, Ty."

I rolled my eyes, but that was one issue I certainly couldn't sympathise with. Faye set me off like a firework every damn time – sometimes sooner than I'd like.

'Do not think about Faye and sex, that'll just make this whole bloody week ten times worse than it already is!'

"You were still in the wrong, Rune, no matter which way you put it. Stop sticking your dick into the females we live with – Rayne and Senna are off bounds, got it?"

He blew out an exasperated breath. "Nero would cut my balls off if I touched Senna. And I hear no mention of Faye in there..." A slow grin curved at his lips.

"Because that goes without saying. Plus, she'd punch you in the throat herself if you tried anything."

After lunch, the rest of the day past in a somewhat uneventful blur. We went back to the Inn, only long enough for me to have a quick nap, and then get changed for the evening. We stayed dressed in our plain uniform, Difoda sigil free, to avoid any unwanted attention. Rune let his hair loose, mumbling something about how if we bumped into Eva again she wouldn't recognise him with it down.

We crossed the Western Bridge on to Linux Isle and ducked inside a fancy, modern pub on the other side. There were no bartenders inside, only visual screens lining the bar, the back walls decorated with ornaments and sculptures, with not a bottle insight.

Walking toward the bar, Rune stopped in front of one of the flat screens and shot me a quizzical look. "What the fuck is this all about?"

I looked around at the cliental; each of them looked miles away in appearance from those on the other side of the bridge. Expensive dresses, coats and boots, their hair styles in intricate patterns around their heads. Some even wore head pieces made from silvers and golds.

We stuck out like a pair of sore thumbs.

"Rich peoples version of a bar?" I answered him, tapping at the screen. "We're definitely not in Amethyst Falls anymore."