Root Rot Academy: Term 3 by Rhea Watson

Author:Rhea Watson [Watson, Rhea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-30T16:00:00+00:00

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Bjorn

Lately, whenever my elskling crashed in my bed for the night, she did so naked—and always after sex. Which meant she had been here most nights this term. Alecto Corwin was an epic space hog, however, and tended to flail in her sleep. Although she hadn’t said as much, maybe to spare my feelings, it was obvious she preferred a bed all to herself.

Luckily for us, I could survive on an hour or two of sleep thanks to her wayward fists and jerky legs.

Tonight, she nestled at my side fully clothed, drowning in one of my undershirts and a pair of her slouchy sleep pants.

Tonight, she curled up beside me because she was scared to sleep alone.

For as long as I’d known her, nightmares came with the territory, but they’d intensified since Alice’s death. As four o’clock approached, I had already roused her three times, attuned to her racing heart and her darting eyes. At least she appeared to be fighting in her dreams, but the last time I dragged her out of one, she woke with a gasp, then a sob, face crumpling and tears falling like floodwaters.

That was an hour ago. After a trip to the bathroom and a great deal of cuddling, she eventually settled, and only recently had her breath evened out and her muscles relaxed, my elskling like a tight kernel of rage and fear at my side.

No shock there, not after tonight.

Benedict had taken this battle from us. Cut us off at the knees and delivered a crucial blow to our forces.

Fucking piece of garbage.

Had I been on time for our meet-up, it could have been avoided, but a student distracted me—one of my new orphan vampires had asked to hear my journey. In detail. Sure, he had beat around the bush getting there, rambling about nonsense and tangenting into oblivion. But eventually he came to the point, and while desperate to finally shuttle a lost nocturnal sparrow under my wing, my girl needed an escort.

With that in mind, I had to book an appointment for the lad instead, blocking off two hours during a time I knew Gavriel would be free to stand guard against Benedict Hammond.

But none of that mattered now.

The warlock had struck, swift and deadly, infecting our girl with his poison, upping her nightmares.

Making her cry.

I’d wanted to kill him tonight.

Tear him apart. Scatter his limbs across the highlands.

At the time, as I ripped the fucker away from Gavriel before the fae broke every bone in his face, I’d thought Alecto wouldn’t want that. She craved justice. She needed to clear her family’s name and scream Hammond’s guilt from the mountaintops.

Now… I wasn’t so sure.

If she took the shot, killed him outright, he would haunt her forever. Just like these nightmares. In fact, she could end up behind bars beneath a coven courthouse, wasting away in what should have been his cell.

No.

I wouldn’t let that happen.

I wouldn’t let the bastard win.

In the end, however, I would respect her final decision.

But from experience, death was rarely the end.

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