Chapter 27: Taking What's His - Sebastian

Using the fountain, I teleport myself and Lemuel back to my room. I have had it with his hot and cold, wish-washy bullshit. I’ve been pretty tolerant up until now, but now I’ve reached my fucking limit.

Once we manifest in my room I forcefully pin him against the door and stare into his electric eyes – a vibrant storm of blue and purple darting around in confusion. Maybe I should have given him a warning but fuck that shit.

“I am so sick of your hot and cold bullshit. You openly claim me in front of my parents and that bitch, Circe, then all of a sudden you can’t be free of me fast enough. Which the fuck is it? You can’t have both, Lemuel. You can’t claim me and then want to be as far away from me as possible, so tell me what the fuck you want?!” I shout in an angry rush.

“I DON’T KNOW!” He screams, stunning me. I didn’t know his vocal cords had such range. His brows are dipped in a deep-set frown, and his chest is rising and falling like he’s struggling to get air. I look into his