Chapter 35

Hazel’s POV

I was stunned, nothing about this crisis was anodyne. Everything felt so entangled, uneasy, and tangerine. Absurd, how fear was suppressed by something surreal bubbling inside me. Not that Veles had me caged between him and Theodore’s legs, draped from the bed as he grasped my shoulders in a tight hold, but the way Ezra’s eyes were sparkling with darkness.

Ezra. The man I had least predicted to make me feel this way.

His toned muscles and chest were exposed to my eyes, a dark ink marking circled his bicep and spread through the upper portion of his chest that was pressed against Theodora’s back seconds ago. His long and muscular legs were in front of my gaze as they fell upon the beast dancing between his thighs.

My eyes immediately widened. Was this supposed to be this big? Washy was it curved from the end? And what was this sticky liquid that coated the—

“Don’t worry, butterfly. His dick is all yours to lick,