Marked by the Demigod by Alessa Winters

Author:Alessa Winters [Winters, Alessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-04T16:00:00+00:00

The next week finds her packing for a dual librarian conference and slutty Vegas trip, which is not as easy as it seems. She likes to pack light, pack with the ability to not check her luggage and to reuse the most outfits without actually being gross, but her librarian outfits and any slutty Vegas outfits are not generally compatible. So she gives in and pulls out her bigger bag, the one that still technically counts as a carry on even though it's kinda douchey.

Right on top of it, as if placed there so she'd notice it later, is a necklace. It's not one of hers or Trixie's, as neither of them own pieces that fine while still being subdued.

It's short, just a few inches longer than a choker, with deep blood red/black gemstone beads and alternating small golden circles, almost like chain links. It's weighty, with the stones, and even without taking it in for appraisal she knows that it's real gold.

If it wasn't placed in such a deliberate place, she'd assume that it somehow got mixed into her stuff by accident.

Whirling out of her closet, she faces the mirror and slowly, ever so slowly, clasps it on.

The dark gems glisten against her pale skin, highlighting the fact that she's hilariously untanned for living in Southern California. The gold shines, bringing out the tiny bleached highlights she put into her dark curly hair when this all started, and she looks like royalty. Like a princess long ago lost to time, all with a simple necklace found on her luggage.

Grabbing her phone, she snaps a pic in the mirror, and wishes that she had Iakov's number. She's used the luggage since the last time Rocky spent the night, and Trixie wouldn't spend the money on something like that without bugging her to find it.

She touches it, lightly, and tears bubble up in her eyes, and she flops onto her bed. The chain slides around her collarbone, cool, as if it's both trying to reassure her and trying to choke her at the same time.

Iakov, the same Iakov who took her out to food after a trip, and the same Iakov who leaves her alone in bed, can't be the same Iakov who'd randomly kill people and leave fancy jewelry where she would find it after a few months. It's too many...too many inconsistencies and too many different directions to be pulled in. He couldn't be as touching and as suave and as vulnerable and as...murderous...all at the same time, it's too overwhelming.

At least it’s not a ring.

She should probably send the pic to Katya, but she doesn't want to, doesn't want to deep in her gut, in case Katya takes it away. For now, as she presses deeper into her bed, so deep she can feel that one spring in the middle of her back, she just wants it to be hers. For him to be here and be normal, and that it's just a pretty necklace.

She falls asleep at

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