Magus had not been wrong.
I was running to keep up with them, but the inside of my body was still sore from Hawk’s brutal taking. I knew he hadn’t meant to hurt me. He’d meant to be fast.
But he’s a lot bigger than me.
“We’re never going to make it.” I told Hawk but still I felt some exhilaration that Hawk was taking me with him.
Even if we don’t make it out, that means something.
Magus was on my heels. Looking very much like he was having fun, rather than scared.
Doesn’t anything disturb him.
As we were fleeing, I found myself watching Hawk, sword in hand in the moonlight. Looking furtively from one end of the hedges bordering the Training Gardens, to the other.
Dark lashes, vibrant eyes, and a disgustingly perfect profile. Looking powerful and ready.
Like a s
