Nyx | Carpe Noctem ✓

Chapter 25: Wingspan, Flying Shoes and Making Plans

∙ Madis POV ∙

Some really annoying part of myself was really pissed at me for not joining Nyx in his bed or room. But why would I? He needed someone on his side who had potential to become High Lady and not someone like me.

So slightly annoyed and rather sleep-deprived I made my way outside to the training pitch. I just wanted some fresh air, clear my mind. Maybe the fresh morning air would cool me down and make me feel less annoyed. Carrying my shoes in my hands I was ready to feel the soft grass under my feet and just enjoy a few minutes of peace and calm. Until, ugh—

Nyx sat in a sprawl in the middle of the pitch, legs stretched in front of his body, head thrown back, mouth slightly parted, sweat trailing down his chest and his wings spread wide behind his back.

I had thought I was maybe going to be alone out here for a bit, it was still so early, but I had been wrong.

"Are you actually trying to compensate for something with those huge wings?"

Not only Cassian snorted but Noora nearly choked on her drink, spitting it all over the ground and also onto Nyx whom she sat across from. Her gaze lifted and met mine and she laughed sheepishly. Alright, that was not that funny...

"So you are saying that I have a large wingspan?" Nyx opened his eyes, his mouth forming a lazy smile.

"Yes, and that maybe you want to compensate for other, smaller body parts with it."

I grinned in triumph, only for the prick to hop up from the ground, pivoting into my direction.
"Starlight, there is nothing I would have to compensate for."

I held Nyx's gaze, his smirk not going unnoticed. "But the wingspan actually says a lot about other body parts. So, now that you said my wingspan is large you will know that another body part is large as well."

Holy gods! Heat filled my cheeks.

"You are gross, cousin." Noora earned herself a vulgar gesture from Nyx.

That was too much information I really did not need. And definitely not that early in the morning. Still it made something in my lower belly tighten and my bare toes curl on the ground. My skin felt hot and tingly and then—
Then the shoe had left my hand and just a moment later bounced off the idiot's head.

Nyx threw his hand in the air while his eyes widened. "What the hell? Did you just?... Did you just throw your shoe at me?" Nyx exclaimed, staring at me in utter confusion.

"I did not. I threw two shoes at you." The second one hit his head as well and then I ran. And Nyx after me. Somewhere someone roared with laughter but I could not make out who as I was too occupied with running. My feet stomped into the ground while I practically flew over the grass in order to get away as quickly as possible until—

A hand closed around my wrist, I was pulled backwards, twisted around and met with a wall of muscles. A wall of sweaty muscles. I stared up at the High Lord's son, eyes going wide when his scent swept around me.

"Oh my god that hurts!" I quickly exclaimed, hoping that that lie would help me escape.

Nyx immediately let go of my hand and I pushed him away, running again while laughing wickedly. I could not hold it back, the laughter just bursted out of me.

"You feisty little thing!" the Night Court's heir growled, stomping after me and I really had to try hard to escape him once again, storming inside the house, consequently into the kitchen and quickly surrounding the table so that we now stood opposite to each other. I was panting heavily and braced my palms on the cool surface. When Nyx's gaze locked with mine, his eyes glistened with mischief and...longing?