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God of Ruin (Legacy of Gods, #4)(96)

Author:Rina Kent

“Funny coming from you.” He tries to free himself from Kill’s grip. “Once I’m done with you, nothing will be left for anyone to recognize.”

“Please stop,” Glyn pleads with him and I realize that she’s also on my side now, her hands slightly shaking. She looks at her joke of a boyfriend. “Lan isn’t the type who offers truces, so can you take it?”

My baby sister knows me, after all. Because she’s right. Truces don’t exist in my vocabulary of fucked-up anarchy.

But then again, drastic measures need to be made to trigger a considerable change.

“Even if we agree to the truce,” Killian says, “Mia is off the table.”

“That’s not for you to decide, is it?” I smile and meet her gaze.

“She already told you no,” Jeremy says.

“I can work with a no.” I step toward her, followed by Glyn and Bran, who install themselves as my amateur bodyguards.

Mia keeps watching me with that tense expression as I slip a small box into her palm, then say so only she can hear me, “Happy Birthday, little muse. Remember, a future where you don’t belong to me doesn’t exist.”

Nikolai shoves me back so hard, I half fall on Bran and Glyn, who wince at the brute’s animalistic force.

The fucker is pushing it, and I will make him pay. Just not today.

“I’ll take that as you said yes to my offer. As for the Mia issue, I’ll leave that to her. Just know that I won’t take lightly to any censorship or attempts to keep me away from her. You can torture me if you fancy. I’ll also leave my door open in case you want to kidnap me and exact revenge for past travesties, so let me know your plan. Or don’t. I’m open to surprises.” I stare at Killian. “You and I are even, considering the whole Glyn situation.”

He steps forward, but Glyn and Bran are already pulling me back.

“I’ll be out of your hair,” I call. “For some reason, it feels like I’m not welcome here. I wonder why.”

“You motherfucking—” Nikolai comes for me, but Killian, Jeremy, and Cecily drag him back.

Mia stands there, one hand balled into a fist around my gift and her eyes blazing with inextinguishable fire.

I physically have to stop myself from running back there and kidnapping the fuck out of her.

Then it hits me.

The reason behind the horrible feeling I’ve been experiencing ever since she fucked off out of my life.

The peculiar emptiness.

The absolute lack of motivation for anything but creating schemes for how to get her back without fucking up what she cares about.

I’ve become categorically obsessed with Mia Sokolov. My mind has filtered the whole world out and all I see is her defiant face.

In every corner.

On every statue.

Every-fucking-where.

And now that I’ve seen her again, the last thing I want to do is leave.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Bran asks as soon as we’re out of the pretentious Heathens’ mansion and in front of my car.

I shake myself out of the strange phase I’ve been trapped in and focus on the disapproving faces of my siblings.

Glyn crosses her arms. “This is ballsy even for you.”

“I’m nothing if not full of surprises.” I grin and wince at the pain that explodes in my mouth. “That being said, I love your loyalty and the feeble attempts at protecting me.”

“More like we were trying to protect people from you.” Glyn releases an exasperated breath. “Can’t you just stop?”

“Stop what?”

“This whole thing with Mia.”

“No.”

“But you don’t care about girls.”

“She’s not just a girl.” She’s my muse. There’s no other explanation for this need to possess her until she wholly belongs to me.

The inexplicable urge to have her with me at all times.

It’s getting to the point where I don’t recognize myself when I’m not with her and that’s a serious problem.

“You mean to tell us you won’t discard her the moment you’re bored, which is due to happen very soon?” Bran asks.

“If I were going to get bored, I would’ve been so weeks ago.”

“But you will, Lan,” Glyn says. “That’s what you do. You get bored and you hurt people to feel a form of pleasure.”

“Thanks for the amateurish psychotherapy, little princess. But if you want to make your psychological endeavors more realistic, you should’ve inserted your boyfriend as a plug. Doesn’t he get bored easily as well?”

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