Page 201 of Psycho Gods

“We’ll find it,” she whispered like she could read my thoughts. “I promise.”

She wrapped her four-fingered hand behind the back of my neck and slowly pulled me closer. Then, with a roll of her hips, she placed her hand over my mouth and gently tugged me down to her level.

“How’s this?” she whispered as she gently made out with the hand covering my mouth.

“Better,” I mumbled as we pretended to make out, much softer this time.

Someone wolf whistled loudly, and a man yelled, “Holy sun god, isn’t that Aran making out with the shifter legion girl?”

I grimaced.

How hard was it to remember the name Sadie?

My best friend kissed me harder like she couldn’t help herself.

Personally, I thought she was acting crazy, but I just let it happen because we all had our breakdowns.

Seconds later, I was hugging empty air.

The crowd had parted around us.

“How fucking dare you touch our Revered?” Scorpius’s tone was deadly.

John and Luka had pulled Sadie away from me, Malum was on fire, Scorpius was trembling with rage, and Orion’s eyes were wide, pupils dilated as he stared at Sadie like he was fantasizing about hurting her.

Sadie was smiling like she’d won a war.

“You have one ssssecond to remove your handsssss from my mate before one of my ssssnakes bites you,” Cobra hissed as he sauntered forward.

John swore and leaped away from Sadie. A shadow snake darted across his skin.

Cobra flashed pointed canines. “One.”

“What’s going on here?” Jax asked calmly as he joined the growing group of testosterone-laden idiots. Xerxes flanked him with daggers drawn, and Ascher cracked his tattooed knuckles.

I sighed heavily because I wasn’t high enough for this.

“Does anyone have any demon brew?” I asked tiredly.

“Really?” Malum asked. The rug was on fire beneath him.

Luka nodded and handed me a bottle of demon brew. The twins settled in behind me, both tangling their fingers in my curls like they needed contact.

I relaxed back against them and chugged.

Intoxicants filled my bloodstream.

“What happened?” Jax repeated as the kings and the rest of his male mates bristled with aggression.

Sadie winked at me.

I chugged faster. Demon brew dribbled down my chin and mixed with the black makeup.

“I heard your mate,” Scorpius spat with disgust. “Making out with our Arabella.”

My stomach flipped over at the use of “our,” and pain streaked down my back. I tipped the bottle and took a long swig because I wasn’t intoxicated enough if I could still feel things.

The twins tugged on my curls like they were upset.