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TWENTY-TWO

Behind the cru A tunnel no ht had been revealed

Despite his claustrophobia, Thronos clutched Melanthe with one aret as far inside as possible His horns hit the low ceiling, the jagged rock abrading the tops of his wings

“How are you doing with this tight spot?” she asked

“Not ured swaying trees were” Meaning that night on the Order’s island

He winced to recall his behavior But he’d believed she was different then—

A dragon shoved its snout into the opening, its breath stirring up grit,theht spilled fro the beast would fire on them

It reached in, pawing, disturbing rocks Thronos covered Melanthe with his wings as the ceiling began to rain stone and sand Piles of it heaped around Thronos’s legs as if frolass

Panic threatened to take hold, but he fought it They had to get out before the tunnel was choked, burying theed onward, his throat felt just as choked

The farther inside, the hotter the air was That red glare grew as they neared When he reached it at last and paused in the arched opening, he saw a larger cavern, filled with bubbling lava A sole raised path bisected it, one that appeared to lead straight into hell

Kicking free of the piles of stone weighted around his legs, he launched hilided down to the path, then set Melanthe on her feet

As he shook sand froazed back at the tunnel

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He turned back to the path Ahead, e in the distance glowed red hot “I think we’re in one of the armies’ lairs”

“Then we need to find a way out, before anyone sees us”

“I scent food cooking from one direction,” he said, “and corpse rot from the other”

“So there’s a camp and a burial area? Let’s head toward the latter It’d be less populated, less guarded”

As they walked in silence, he kept his hand on her arm, in case he needed to shield her in a hurry With each step away frooing through hell, keep going, right?” she asked, casting hinize the look, but he thought it wasflirtatious

He tried to focus, lest he get the their interaction under his wings—and how she’d run her finger down to his breeches He’d been a heartbeat away fro to hiroan her nah the leather He’d barely defeated the urge to lick sweat fro this realm’s portal had beco seeer trust himself to heed the laws of his people

He was the prince of the Vrekeners, a general of knights Yet how easily she had hi her wiles on him, but that hadn’t lessened the effect of her charms

Until he could return hoainst her, a task that would be even more difficult after his discovery today

Sexual chemistry is addictive

Whenever he’d felt that electricity sparking between them, the pain from his old injuries had ebbed under the heat of excitement

She cast hi about?”

“Chemistry,” he answered

Her lips curled, and she left hihts

All his life, he’d speculated how she would react to his scars He’d been astonished to learn that she had no issues with hi else

Even she admitted that their cheazed down upon Lorean wickedness Watching an offend one, so he’d always turned away, but those gliht hi to do anything for more

Thronos had never understood addiction before Noondered what he wouldn’t do for ht he stop insulting her?

Perhaps he should go even further and court her As a boy, he’d done so and found success She’d liked to be given presents Good thing he’d snagged that on, Thronos had stretched out his talon for it Now he had it hidden in his pocket

A stray thought flitted through his brain How iven her? To reward her for sex? His grip tightened around her arain

Just because he had a goal of treating her better didn’t mean he could achieve it Wrath still lived within hie that we haven’t seen a soul,” she said, frowning at his grip

He eventually eased it “There’s nothing of value to guard Plus, they’re probably still on the battlefield”

After what felt like leagues, the trail forked, the two branches heading in opposite directions