Mark Me: (Duet 1) A dark college reverse harem romance (Royals of KnightsGate) by SE Traynor

Author:SE Traynor [Traynor, SE]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Catin Publishing
Published: 2024-02-24T00:00:00+00:00

23

EVER

Late that night, shadows cling to the walls like dark whispers as I take the stairs quietly in the dead of night, desperate for food. It seems I’ve been neglecting my stomach for a while now, and it is protesting vehemently.

Low, urgent murmurs greet my ears when I cross the entrance hall toward the kitchen, coming from behind a closed door that leads to a room I’ve never been in before. Truth be told, I didn’t even notice it before now it’s that well-blended into the walnut wood-panelling of the wall.

The voices inside are muffled, but each word feels heavy. My errant brain is being naughty, urging me to listen, to discover what lurks in the conversations of those who live in this house.

Glancing around to make sure no one is watching me lurk, I lean in, not close enough to touch the wood. The hush from inside makes it all feel like a ritual, something ancient and not meant for my ears. But I’m here now, and there’s no turning back.

“Careful,” Alistair’s low, gravelly voice cuts through the silence, every syllable dripping with authority. I’m learning he’s the kind of guy who never raises his voice; he doesn’t need to. His presence alone commands attention, and right now, I can almost picture him in there, standing tall, blue eyes scanning the room like he owns every inch of it. Well, okay, he does.

“Always am,” Damian’s response is smooth, velvety. He’s got this way of speaking that gets under your skin like he knows things about you that you haven’t even figured out yourself. His words have layers, each one darker than the last, wrapping around you until you’re caught up in whatever web he’s weaving.

My mind races, trying to connect the dots. What are they talking about? What’s so important that it has to be shrouded in whispers and shadows of midnight at the Manor?

They’re talking in code almost, and it’s intriguing to me, even though everything about this feels off, like a scene from one of those movies where you’re screaming at the character not to open the door.

Fragments of sentences drift through the crack like smoke, curling into my consciousness, elusive and teasing. My brain is on fire, each piece of a puzzle I need to fit together.

“The sect doesn’t forgive easily.” Alistair’s voice cuts through, loud and clear, despite being low and dangerous.

That word sect sends a cold streak down my back. What sect? I chew on my lip, the taste of anxiety on my tongue. The following silence is heavy, filled with unsaid things, with hidden threats lurking just below the surface.

“Understood,” comes Damian’s reply, smooth as shadowed silk. “It will be dealt with swiftly and brutally.” His calm sends ripples of unease, skittering across my mind. sects, secrets, and now this chill certainty in his tone?

My gut twists, a knot of fear and fascination. I’m out of my depth, swimming with sharks in dark waters. But I can’t stop now. I need to know more.

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