Chapter 90

“So… what the fuck do you want from me?” I asked Jett as I did my best to stare him down menacingly.

“What I always want, my queen,” Jett said as he faded into the darkness around us. “To be your mate.” His voice swirled around me in the darkness. I could not tell where he was or where he would appear next.

“You have a shitty way of proposing,” I commented as I rapidly glanced around the shadow bubble I was in.

“You are very stubborn,” Jett responded. “You always have been. I remember having to do this once before when you refused to speak to me because Jormun convinced you I was a threat to your power.”

“Well, are you?” I questioned.

“I have no need to threaten your power. I don’t even have a need for your power, unlike Jormun, who feeds off your power like a leech.” Jett’s voice was laced with anger as he spoke of the snake.

“Then why do you want to be my mate?” I asked.

“Would you believe me if I told you it was because I love you?”