Rebel Academy: Crave: A Paranormal Academy Romance Series (Wickedly Charmed Book 1) by Rosemary A Johns

Author:Rosemary A Johns [Johns, Rosemary A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Rebel Academy, Monday September 2nd

Bask

Warrior Training was deadly for an incubus whose arse was slinky, sexy, and not for kicking. I’d been trained in diplomacy. Ma had never intended that I wield a sword, but rather that I use both my body and words as weapons. But then, she hadn’t intended that the Duchess would choose me to bond with either.

Good intentions made pettable arses out of all of us (snicker).

When Bacchus pulled me aside before class, with a sweep of her toga that trapped me against the side of the building, I drew in my breath. The rough stone of the Conqueror Gym bit into my back, and I squirmed. The breeze cut across the frozen river and my cheeks. The spires of Oxford always looked so close from here.

Was the tutor going to punish me for sneaking out of the Wing, my part in stealing the food, entering the Dead Wood or… I cocked my head.

Yep, I was bad.

When I smirked, Bacchus narrowed her eyes. The aroma of spicy red wine coiled around me, as she casually leaned closer. Pocus wound over her shoulders like a scarf, blinking at me sleepily.

“I made a mistake to forget that a panther lurked beneath your cutie pie mask.” She stroked the back of her hand down my cheek, and I fought not to flinch. “I concentrated on the mage, when it was the witch that I should’ve feared.”

“Don’t hurt Magenta,” I hissed.

Bacchus’ eyes widened in surprise. “Why would I do that? And why would you defend a witch? She’s the Prefect, and we have a whipping boy now to play with.”

I gritted my teeth. “If it pleases you, just punish me now, so that I’m not late to class.”

Bacchus blinked. “But you haven’t displeased me, Crave.” I couldn’t fight the way that warmth flooded me at pleasing her. It was simple biology like waking up with a boner. Never turn down a pleasure feeding. I was certain ma used to say that, or I could’ve made it up. Either way, it was good advice. “You’ve surprised me, and that’s always thrilling. The Immortals now outnumber the Princes, which tips the balance in our favor, but the stakes are much higher. Trust me, there’s a joy in the dark, and Magenta overflows with it.”

I frowned. “Stakes?”

Pocus yawned, and Bacchus patted him on the head. “Whichever side loses, will have their whipping boy executed.”

No, no, no…

My legs buckled, and I fell to my knees. I wrapped my hands over my head like I could block out…everything.

It was Hector all over again.

I’d promised to keep Fox safe, but Bacchus had warned that the Princes were fiercely competitive over the Rebel Cup.

I couldn’t watch Fox die.

As if she understood, Bacchus crouched down, firmly pulling my arms away from my head. “Did hiding ever help you before?”

Rule 65 of the Incubi Night Code: Never hide because punishment is always worse once you’re found.

I shook my head.

“Then let me see your claws, panther, and ensure that you win the Rebel Cup.

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