Page 186 of Psycho Gods

Orion stood behind him, and his brown eyes were narrowed into slits.

Silver skulls glinted in both their ears like bad omens.

I’d never seen them so angry.

“Leave me alone, I’m tired.”

Spicy bergamot and burned chocolate filled my senses. Their scents were harsher than usual.

The bunk bed above me rattled as the twins shifted in their sleep.

White teeth glinted as Scorpius bared his teeth. His voice was deadly as he said, “We’ll talk about this in the shower. You will explain yourself.”

“You’re delusional.”

“Don’t test me, Arabella,” Scorpius sneered, and Orion scowled in agreement. “I’m not as civilized as I pretend to be.”

The men who’d been opening up to me were gone. Had they ever existed?

They shifted and came into focus.

I blinked in horror.

They were covered head to toe in streaks of blood.

Was this a nightmare? Was I imagining them?

“Let’s go. Get up and get in the shower. You have ten seconds, or you’ll be punished,” Scorpius ordered.

I stared at him in disbelief.

The scent of copper intensified in the air, like a dark omen.

“Is this a joke?” I asked groggily. “Are you real?”

Scorpius’s blind eyes widened with mania. He bared his teeth. “Do you want to find out how much I’m not joking?”

I was 98 percent sure that they were figments of my exhausted imagination.

I pushed my covers aside and rolled out of bed. I groaned softly.

The two kings towered above me like angry gods.

Scorpius smirked viciously as they walked together to the bathroom and waited for me.

“Crawl for us,” Scorpius snarled. Orion stood silently next to him.

Definitely a nightmare.

“Fuck you,” I whispered.

Scorpius smiled cruelly. “That can be arranged. Crawl. Now.”

I purposefully didn’t move.

Long minutes passed as we glared at each other, neither budging.

Slowly, I inched forward across the hard floor.