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Page 187 of Psycho Gods

Finally, I stopped at their feet.

They whispered something that sounded remorseful, but my ears had whited out and I wasn’t listening.

I punched out both of their knees, and they slammed to the ground beside me.

“Fuck you both,” I gloated. My plan had worked.

I waited for them to retaliate.

Their expressions were oddly emotional for nightmares.

I tried to stand up, but my arms trembled from the strain. Hands gently grabbed beneath my armpits.

They pulled me up.

Well, this was a confusing nightmare.

Scorpius carried me into the bathroom, and Orion started running the shower.

Moments later, fully clothed, the three of us were squeezed together in the small shower.

“Tell us everything that happened today. Please,” Orion whispered as he pressed himself flush against my back.

Pressure twisted in my sternum because dreams were usually disconnected from the day’s events.

Holy sun god—was this real?

Chapter 34

Orion

SHOWER DEVOTIONS

Hitrch (verb): to shudder with or as if with cold.

DAY 23, HOUR 4

Arabella was pressed between us in the warm shower.

All three of us were fully clothed. She was limp, unable to hold herself up of her own volition.

There was something inherently wrong with her surrender. It made me ill.

We’d mistreated her.

Yet again.

All three of us rocked back and forth under the spray, and I wasn’t the only one trembling. Scorpius shook as he held our Revered, her cheek pressed against his chest, long lashes fanning over pale skin.

The scar underneath her eye was puckered and red.

A visible testament to how much we’d already failed her. The most important person in our lives, the person we were born to protect, and we couldn’t stop hurting her.

We’d grown up expecting a male mate to be the center of our worlds. Someone who towered over everyone like the rest of us. Someone who was mean and cruel, who bottled up their emotions and expressed themselves through violence.

Our Revered was supposed to be like us.

We’d all assumed he would be the submissive to our dominance, a man who wanted to kneel before us so we could shield him from harm.




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