Page 61 of Pretty Little Shadow

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By the time the sun came up, I was so exhausted I was shaking, and I typed the only question worse than the shit I'd already searched.

Monster-Tickler:

Who is Darius Scorch mated to?

I saw his new post about it, but all of the other info sites seem to be down. I've been too busy with work to stay up to date on the gossip lately, but I'm trying to catch up.

HotDogChampion:

Current theory is the gray chick from the Shadow District. No one knows her name, but supposedly she's an assassin. The Wraith.

Sausage-For-You:

Can't believe Dare finally decided to settle down, and picked her

PeachesAndCream45:

She must be insane in bed

HoneyPotter:

Maybe he's being blackmailed by the demons and she's going to take the other demon cabinet seat or something

GimmeYourBanana:

I hope someone kills her

I scrolled.

And scrolled.

And scrolled.

twelve

RAE

My eyes feltdry and scratchy when my hotel room's door opened.

Darius stopped in the doorway, taking me in.

Wrapped in a blanket that covered most of my face and hair. Sweating beneath said blanket. Holding my phone. My eyes were probably red, too, though I hadn't been crying. Just locked in the forums.

"What are you doing, Shadow?" He sounded curious.

"Nothing." I pulled my phone under the blanket so he wouldn't see it.

Dare shut the door and crossed the room, scooping me up and setting me on his lap, blanket and all.

Then he pinned me to his chest with an arm and tugged my phone out of my hand, peering down at the screen. I squeezed my eyes shut as he read the first few comments on the page I'd been on.

All of which said terrible things about me.

No one was thrilled that Darius was settling down. Not even one person.

"What the fuck is this?" he finally asked.

"Nothing."

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