Page 203 of Psycho Gods

“Don’t!” Surprisingly, Luka also leaned forward like he was going to stop the quiet king from hurting himself.

I shook my head.

There was too much bloodshed.

Too much war.

Too much violence.

“Um,” Sadie said awkwardly as she rubbed the back of her neck. “I think we should be honest. Honestly, I thought it was like the funniest thing ever, but now it’s feeling a tiny bit concerning. Side note—aren’t you guys in group therapy? It doesn’t seem to be working.”

“How do you stand to be around this imbecile?” Scorpius asked with genuine confusion.

John mumbled, “Finally someone said it.”

“Hey, don’t call her that.” I rubbed tiredly at my eyes. My fingers came away coated in black.

Symbolic.

Malum eyed a jagged shard like he was thinking about using it.

“Don’t you dare,” I warned.

“It was fake!” Sadie blurted. “I was just making out with my hand, also—we faked it in the shower. We’ve never had sex.” She shrugged. “Honestly, the thought makes me feel a little queasy because Aran is my best friend and sometimes romantic relationships end and the thought of ruining what we have is horrible.”

I grimaced because my friend was a rambler when she was stressed.

“Excuse me?” Cobra hissed. “Romantic relationshipsssss with me do not end. Ever.”

Sadie pursed her lips and smiled at him like he wasn’t creepy.

Before I could point out how weird he was, John pulled my head to the side and grabbed my cheeks.

His dark eyes were imploring as he said, “Tell me it’s true. You’ve never had sex with her?”

I rolled my eyes. “I’ve never even kissed her. She’s my friend, nothing more.”

John smiled, dimples on display, and he patted my cheeks. “That’s my girl.”

I flushed.

He winked and released me.

“What a relief,” Malum said calmly as he got to his feet. His bronze legs were streaked in red, and shards glinted in his skin.

I pointed at him. “What is wrong with you? Why would you do that?”

Pink stained his cheeks, and he had the audacity to shrug like it was nothing.

“We’re going to the medical barracks. Now.” I grabbed Malum’s wrist. Our skin sizzled as ice melted against heat.

I shivered, but it wasn’t from the cold.

Pain exploded down my back.

John grunted as he grabbed my arm, and the rest of the men gathered around me as we RJE’d from the party.

I blinked, and we were back in the forest.