At last Kane lost his air of disbelief. Forewarned is forearmed. I wont visit hell. So, problem solved.
I like where your heads at, even if its in Stupid World.
Hey
Listen. The Fates are not kind. They didnt drop you here out of the goodness of their hearts. They dont have hearts. They saw you begin the Apocalypse, and so they started arranging the dominos in a line. You will now face temptation on every corner and somehow, someway, they will get you into hell.
Before Kane could form a reply, something busted through the window, shattering the glass, rolling between them. They looked at it, then at each other. A grenade.
Oh, shit, William said, jumping to his feet.
Fire in the hole, Kane shouted, reaching for him.
They were too late. Boom!
Fire licked over himand about a thousand shards of wood and rockas intense air pressure sent him flying. Up, up he flew. Down, down he fell. When he landed, he landed on his head, cracking his skull. Kane smashed on top of him, crushing him. The warrior didnt get back up.
Damned Disaster. William knew exactly where to lay the blame for this.
Youokayman? He managed to work the question out of his raw throat.
Something hard slammed into his temple, and darkness swallowed him in one tasty bite. He knew nothing more.
WILLIAMFLOATED. A second after the thought formed, something cold and hard pressed against his razored back. Wheels began squeaking, little bumps up and down shooting fire through him, and he realized hed been laid flat on a gurney, someone carting him away. Do not groan. Do not cringe.
This one looks dead, a masculine voice said. It was unfamiliar. Fiftyish. With the raspy quality of a smoker.
No, sir. Not yet. Another male, this one young, probably early twenties. But if you think hes bad, you should see the other one. The demon.
Now that just wont do. I need them both alive.
But, sir
Do not question me, son. Do whatever it takes, but keep both these creatures alive.
A pause, an audible gulp. This one isnt a demon, though. We should
I dont care what the hell he is. He was with the other one inside that bloodbath. He deserves what he gets.
No pause this time. Yes, sir. I agree, sir.
The gurney hit another bump, a bigger bump, knocking Williams head a second time. Just as before, there was no stopping the darkness.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
The slow, rhythmic beep blended with the sound of rushing footsteps and frantic breaths. William blinked open his eyes, and gods, that hurt. It was like he had splinters under his lids and each of those sharp little pieces of wood had scraped at his corneas. When he was finally able to focus, he frowned.
A thick layer of film coated the room and everyone in it. People were rushing all around him, but he couldnt make out their features.
Were losing him! someonea femaleshouted.
His demon
I know! Im doing my best, but that may not be good enough.
They were talking about Kane. About losing William tried to raise his arms. He would help save the warrior. Only his wrists were bound to his bed, and he didnt have the strength to break free.
What the hell?
Doctor, this ones waking up.
Damn it, Im not ready to deal with him. Give him another ten ccs. Hell keep until I get this one out of the danger zone.
Something sharp jabbed at his shoulder, and his mind suddenly spun out of control.
ALL RIGHT, BIG BOY?
William fought his way out of the darkness and immediately regretted it. The pain! He ached all over. His skin felt charred, his bones as smooth as pudding and just as soft.
Thats the way. Just a little more.
His lashes parted. For a moment, the world spun. But soon, everything righted itself and he found his gaze settling on a pretty female. Fatigue had drawn her delicate features taut. She wore a white lab coat and had a stethoscope anchored around the back of her neck. Her blond hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and a pair of wire rims sat on her nose.
Youre probably wondering who I am and why youre here.
That would be a big, fat affirmative, though he could guess the answer. The Hunters had made their next move. He remembered hearing the hate in the voices of sir and company when theyd discussed the demons.
Williams gaze moved to his bound wrists, his bound ankles. They hadnt trusted sturdy rope, but had used thick, heavy chains. Next he took stock of his injuries, and he realized only a miracle was keeping him in one piece. He felt like a box full of tattered Christmas ribbons, his flesh so ripped he could see the equally ripped muscle underneath.
Well? the woman prompted.
Dont care. He had to unlock his jaw to speak, causing his temples to throb. The man No other words would form, his throat simply too raw.
Hes alive, she answered, knowing what he desired.
Thank gods. Relief speared him. He could deal with anything else she said.
I didnt want to be the one to tell you this, but you have a right to know. Your friendhes currently being transported to the deepest pits of hell.
Except that.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
KAIA HAD KNOWN STRIDER possessed a brutal streak, and shed thought she liked that about him. Now, she was pretty sure that streak was going to get him killed. Because she was freaking going to murder him! Painfully. After she drank him dry, that is.
His big plans for her? More blood-drinking. Or so she assumed. An entire day had passed since shed woken from her nap, but that was all hed let her do.
Of course, she had to ensure he regretted his choice. Had to show him the consequences of teasing her into thinking theyd kiss and touch and, well, make sweet, dirty love until their hearts exploded from the strain.
She didnt need more blood. Earlier her bones had snapped back into place and her cuts had woven back together. She was completely healed, utterly capable of a little ravishing, but every hour on the hour he would cut his wrist and hold the wound over her mouth. Even now, she was suckling, swallowing a delicious mouthful of his rich, warm blood now spiced with the sweetness of cinnamon.
The warmth spread, as it had every time hed fed her like this, tickling her nerve endings, reminding her of what they werent doing.
Just a little more, he said, his voice all kinds of husky. His forearm flexed beneath her grip.
Her eyes closed as she savored his decadent flavor, her murderous thoughts fading. Would she ever get enough of him? No, never, she decided a second later. Hed well and truly addicted her. Not just to his kisses, as shed already realized, and not just to his blood, but to his presence. His wicked smile, his warped sense of humor.
What would she do if he left her after the games as planned?
Normally she would tell herself shed find a way to keep him. She would pat herself on the back for her strength and cunning, and bask in the knowledge that she could do anything she wished. Having just survived the ass-beating of a lifetime, she wasnt quite so optimistic. Besides, what hope she did have had to be directed at the coming games.
So, by gods, she would hoard a thousand different memories of Strider. Just in case. Theyd keep her company during the long, cold winters alone, and sleep beside her during hot, sultry summer nights. No matter where he was or who he was with, she would never be without him.
In order to make those memories, she first had to seduce him. Soon. Forget revenge. Even now her body hummed for him, desperate for deeper contact. If only he would let her drink from his jugular
Shed asked, repeatedly, and hed said no, repeatedly. Did he not trust her? Or did he not trust himself? She imagined urging him to the mattress and splaying herself on top of him. Her breasts would mesh into his chest and her core would settle over his straining erection. And yes, he would have an erection. She would make sure of it.
She would rub herself against him as she drank from him. He would moan, his hands settling on her ass to move her faster, harder against him. Soon that wouldnt be enough, for either of them, and he would rip at her clothes. She would rip at his. They would be naked and
Before she could swallow another mouthful of his blood, he jerked away, removing her fangs from his vein and severing all contact. Enough, he said, panting. Youre medicated properly now.
Shed been writhing on the bed, she realized, panting herself. Had been angling toward him, her legs parting, her core desperate for him. Gods, she was already wet, aching.
He stood, walked away. He stopped and turned. Then he faced her, propping himself against the TV stand. She sat up, trembling and hot, enjoying her first full view of him since shed exited the bathroom a few minutes ago, having showered and changed into the fresh clothes Bianka had brought her. At that time, hed already positioned himself at the edge of the mattress and had merely motioned her over.
Shed thoughthopedbut no. Shed reached him and rather than throw her down and conquer Kaialand, hed tossed her down and fed her again.
As she studied him, she lost her breath. His pale hair shagged around his fallen angel face. His lips were red, as if hed chewed them. A lot. He wore a black T-shirt that read I Heart William.
William gave it to me, he said with a shrug, noticing where her gaze had lingered.
Just hearing Williams name made her snicker inside. The dark-haired charmer had a crush on her, and she couldnt wait until he realized why shed always turned him down. Shed probably laugh so hard shed pee herself!
Anyway, she didnt care about Striders T-shirt, but about the pecs underneath it. They were hard and well-defined, his nipples slightly puckereddefinitely lickable. At the shirts hem, she could see the bulge of his weapons, tucked into dark denim. That denim also covered the bulge of something else shed really like to see, but whatever.
With only the slightest twinge in her side, she pushed to her feet. I need you to be brutally honest right now, she said.
Wariness cloaked his features. Okay.
How pretty do I look?
His gaze dropped, following the line of her body. She wore a red lace halter dress that veed in the middle, all the way to her navel. The hem stopped just below the curve of her ass.
Striders pupils did that expanding thing, almost always a prelude to touching. You need to put on a pair of pants. His voice was a croak. And he did not move toward her.
This was one of those times when almost sucked the big one. Duh. As if Id go out like this. Ive got a pairright She looked around. There. She stalked to the nightstand and lifted the pants in question. A scrap of red lace spandex that wouldnt fall below her dress.
With a quick step, step, tug, she shimmied into the material and once again faced off with her consort.
His mouth hung open. We were just sitting on the bed, together, and you were just drinking from me, your mouth on my skin, and you didnt have any panties on?
You mean you didnt look? she said with a pout. No wonder hed left her so easily.
No. I wouldnt let myself.
Why?
Damn it, Kaia, he said, ignoring her. You cant just go around pantiless.
Which is why I just pulled on a pair. Were you not watching?
His eyes narrowed to tiny slits. You said pants. That you were putting on a pair of pants.
Yeah. Underpants.
Just He popped his jaw and extended his arm in her direction, waving his fingers up and down her body. Where are you going to hide weapons in that thing?
Strider, please. Give me and my girls some credit. She spread the deep V, revealing her braless breasts, her nipples flushed and beaded. Small, thin blades were strapped to her sides, just under her armpits. Weve been doing this since well before puberty.
Sweet Jesus. A strangled sound left him as she adjusted her dress back into place, and she fought a grin. The more he resisted her, the more he was going to find himself the recipient of these little peep shows.
Come on, he said, voice husky once again.
She closed the distance and twined her fingers with his, happy with the contact. Want to make out?
Sweet Jesus, he repeated. Little beads of sweat popped up on his brow. Weve got plans. Remember? Big plans. We have to be somewhere.
So blood-drinking hadnt been the only thing on his agenda. But then, sex clearly hadnt been added. Wherere we going? she asked, careful to cut the disappointment from her voice.
Youll find out. After a quick perimeter check, he tugged her into the cool night air. First thing she realized was that they were still in Wisconsin. She hadnt looked and she hadnt asked. The moon was hidden behind clouds, casting pink and violet shadows in every direction. Snow covered the ground, trees stretching upup
You cold? Strider asked.
Nah. This is nothing. Besides, body heat radiated from him, enveloping her. Any hint of Harpy or Hunter activity since I woke up? Or hell, even for the two days shed been down.
No. We hid you pretty well.
Even still, she kept her guard up. They walked several blocks before he stopped in front of a pickup and released her. Only took him three minutes and eighteen seconds to break in and gun the engine. She did not mention that she could have done it in two. His demon might view that as a challenge.
She merely said, Good job, as he threw the truck into gear and sped down the road. Now, tell me where were going because I do not like surprises. Unless they involve a man waiting naked in my bed, she added just to taunt him.
His grip tightened on the wheel and his knuckles leached of color. I talked to your sister. Taliyah. Weve got two days to get you ready for the next competition.
Wait just a sec. Youre going to train me? He thought she was so terrible a fighter she needed a few pointers? Well, why not? she thought with a bitter, inner laugh. Shed disappointed him with her loss, and she had no one but herself to blame. That didnt matter. Shock and hurt blasted her like poisoned darts. This was not the kind of memory shed hoped to hoard.
No, of course not, he said, and she began to relax. Then he added, Im not going to train you.
She wanted to rant and rail at his lack of trust and support. Shed vowed to win the next round, hadnt she? Yes, yes, she had. Her mind might have been hazed by pain, but she remembered that.
Kaia held her tongue, though. Victory was as important to Strider as it was to her. He wasnt doing this to be cruel. But damn it, even knowing why hed set this into motion, the hurt escalated inside her.
Im good enough just the way I am. A plaintive plea in her head. Why wont you do the training? she asked. Gods, was that whiny voice hers?
There was a heavy pause before he admitted, My demon.
What did the pause mean? He was lying? No, she thought next. He wasnt lying. But she doubted his demon was the only reason. And youre afraid training with me will challenge him?
Yeah. Its happened before.
Hed once told her that everything was a challenge with her and that was one of the reasons they couldnt be together. Shed thought he would soon come to see the merit in her challenges. After all, he experienced pleasure every time he won, and if he won multiple times a day because of her
So far, that mind-set had only backfired on her. He hated the pain that accompanied defeat so much, he viewed every competitor as a threat. The more she pushed him, the more he pushed away from her.
That has to change. So. Okay. She would give him what he wanted, she decided. Peace. Smooth sailing. Utter tranquility. Shed be so easy to be with, hed have more fun watching grass grow. Maybe then hed take her to bed.
Why couldnt he like her for the girl she was, though?
Why couldnt anyone?
Fine, she said on a sigh, hating herself for throwing a pity party. He was with her. He hadnt taken off. Hadnt searched for the Rod while she was too weak to stop him. Thats fine. Ill train with whoever you want.
The truck wound down the city streets, lights flashing over the windshield every few seconds. Kaia propped her booted feet on the dash and leaned as far back as her seat would allow. Her dress hiked up her thighs, revealing the edge of her panties.
He kept his gaze on the road. I didnt expect you to agree with my plan.
Did he sounddisappointed? Nah. Just wishful thinking on her part. I aim to please.
I He smashed his lips in a mulish line, shook his head. She didnt press for moreas her new plan for peace dictatedand he didnt offer it. Several minutes ticked by in utter silence. Then, Why dont I have a nickname?
That clearly wasnt what hed wanted to discuss, but she could roll. Smooth sailing, she reminded herself. Well, you havent earned one.
So what do I have to do to earn one?
Dont know. Everyones different. Its a we-know-it-when-we-see-it kind of thing.
Another bout of silence ensued, this one so tense and heavy she couldnt have hacked through it with a sword and chain saw. She had no idea what was swirling through his head.
I thought you didnt care what we called you, she said, just to shatter the tension.
I dont, he gritted out. I was just curious.
Okay.
Again with the agreeable attitude. Are you more injured than I realized?
She busied herself with plucking at her dress, trying not to let the comment get to her. Im not always a pain in the ass, you know.
Stop messing with your clothes, he growled.
She froze, not even daring to breathe. Hed still not glanced her way, yet hed known what she was doing? He was that aware of her?
Okay. Consider it done. Smooth sailing was already paying off. Fighting a grin, she settled deeper into the seat and dropped her feet onto the floorboard.
About an hour from civilization, they pulled off the highway and into the parking lot of a dilapidated shack sporting a blinking neon sign that read Crazy Abels. There were a handful of other cars there and two big burly guys stumbling from the front door.
A bar? she asked, trying not to pout. A human bar?
You get to play before you pay.
Really? Forget pouting. Excitement poured through her. You should have told me. I would have worn my slutty outfit.
His narrowed gaze swept over her, lingering on her cleavage. He parkednearly sideswiping another carand she jumped out, halfway to the entrance before hed even opened his door. She passed the still stumbling humans, grimacing at the smell of cheap beer and cigarettes. They whistled at her and changed directions to follow her.
How much? one asked.
Oh, no, he didnt. She spun around, hands on her hips, teeth bared in a scowl. What did you say?
Well pay the price, whatever it is, we swear, the other said. After. Both snickered, then the first patted the second on the back in a job well done, as if hed just negotiated the deal of a lifetime.
Before she could reply, Strider stalked over and punched them both in the back of the head. At the same time. They propelled forward, but he caught them by the hair before they could hit the ground, used his knees to slam into the back of theirs, and forced them both to kneel before her.
Apologize, he commanded, and there was so much darkness in his voice she could almost smell the fire and brimstone. Now.
Kaias heart fluttered. The men obeyed, babbling and crying. Strider lifted one and tossed him. The human went soaring and crashed into a car, the alarm suddenly screeching. The second man joined him a moment later.
Thanks, she said, fighting the urge to melt into a shivery puddle at his feet. My pleasure.
They entered the bar side by side.
THE WOMAN WAS GOING TO SLAY him with that killer body of hers. Delicious curves were wrapped in a swath of material that might not pass for a bathing suit in some countries. Her skin was luminous, but lacking its multihued shimmer. She must have covered herself with total-body makeup. Not that hed complain.
Anything that would stop other men from desiring her had his stamp of approval.
Who was he kidding? Men not desire her? That was never going to happen. No matter what she did to her skin, no matter what she wore, men would always desire her. The knowledge pissed him offand filled him with pride.
She considered Strider her consort. No one else.
Resisting her was becoming harder. And harder. Literally.
Hey, who isAnya? Gideon? Amun? And, like, a thousand others. Kaia had to shout to be heard over the blaring music. She peered up at him with wide silver-gold eyes, soft with an emotion he couldnt name. How did you get all of them here?
A man could lose himself in those fathomless depths. I asked and Lucien flashed. More like hed demanded and Lucien had dragged his feet. But who cared about details? Theyre only here for the night, though.
Sweet! One night, I can love them. Two, and I always want to kill them.
Just dont mention, he lowered his voice, first prize. Okay? Theyd be all over his case about it. What hed done with the Cloak of Invisibility would be thrown in his face. His motives would be questioned. His smarts. Theyd want to stay, want to search for the Paring Rod, steal it.
He and Sabin had already chatted. The others needed to guard the two artifacts they already had. They needed to protect the fortress in Buda. They needed to remain vigilant against Hunter attacks. If, however, the two of them failed to steal the Rod on their own before the final Harpy game kicked off, they would call for reinforcements.
Tonight, while Kaia was distracted with her training, they were going to hunt down the Eagleshields. In fact, thats what Sabin was doing right now. Peering down from the heavens, finding the seemingly unfindable. Boss man should be here any minute to drag him away.
I wont mention anything about anything, I swear. And thank you! A huge grin split Kaias red-painted lips and she clapped. Then she jumped up and planted a scorching kiss on his cheek before dashing away. Her mouth burned his flesh, perhaps imprinting his every cell.
The past few days, all hed been able to do was think about her. Shed been so pale, so still, so weak, and hed been so desperate to help her, yet unable to do more than feed her his bloodand crave. Oh, had he craved. Still craved.
Something hed realized, though, was that sleeping with her had to wait until after the games. Right now, he had to remain strong. He couldnt risk being laid flat by losing a challenge. Any challenge. Even one in the bedroom.
Once her well-being no longer depended on him, nothing would keep him out of those microscopic pants. He had to have her. Had to taste her, hear her cry his name. Hell, he planned to gorge himself on the woman, no matter the consequences. And not just once, as hed thought to limit himself before, but over and over again.
He watched as she threw herself into Amuns arms. The warrior looked tired, and there were bruises under his eyes, but he appeared genuinely happy to see Kaia as he spun her around. Gideon, the punked-out keeper of Lies, grabbed her up and hugged her tight. She threw back her head and laughed before messing up his blue hair and tugging at his eyebrow ring. How carefree she was, how uninhibited.
How mine, he thought darkly, then forced himself to add, for now, at least.
Inside his head, Defeat perked up.
Oh, no, you dont. You just stay silent, you little prick. You werent invited to this party.
A growl rang in his ears, and he recognized the sound as the war cry it was.
You want to win the Paring Rod, right? Or would you rather return to Pandoras box and rot? Because if I fail, Kaias our only hope. And if she fails, well lose the artifact. If we lose the artifact, the Hunters could use it to get their hands on the box, suck you back inside. Eternally trapping you.
Silence.
Yeah. Hed thought so. There was nothing Defeat despised more than his memories of the box, the darkness and isolation. What he didnt mention was that if he managed to steal the Rod, Kaia would hate his damn guts. Shed forgive him, though, as Juliette had forgiven her man for his dark deeds. Right?
Kye, he heard Gideon say. I wouldnt like you to meet my hideous husband, Scar. He motioned to the black-haired stunner by his side with a wave of his hand. Since Gideon couldnt speak a word of truth without experiencing debilitating pain, hed lied. About everything.
Actually, the names Scarlet, his wife replied. She was the keeper of Nightmares and when she killed a man in his dreams, he died for real. She was tall, slender and mean as hell. And in case youre wondering, I dont have a penis.
Why couldnt I have gotten that demon? Nightmares? Talk about cool.
Defeat harrumphed.
Youre a pain in the ass and you know it.
Im Kaia. Or Damn it, Kaia, as Strider likes to call me.
I do not, Strider growled. He called her baby doll. And she was. Now where the hell was Sabin? He needed out of here el pronto.
Kaia ignored him. Werent you, like, locked in the Lords dungeon not that long ago? she asked Scarlet. Too dangerous to roam free, untrustworthy, violent in the extreme, blah, blah, blah.
Yeah. Thankfully, thats what whips this one into a frenzy, Scarlet said, motioning to Gideon with a tilt of her stubborn chin.
Gideon wiggled his dark eyebrows, and Kaia chuckled, warm and husky andhell. Strider felt his body responding. So not a good time to sport wood.
Kaia was in good hands, he thought, especially since Gideons were brand-new. Bastard had gotten his old ones cut off by Hunters and had been forced to regrow a pair. At the time, Strider had flipped out about the pain his friend had been forced to endure. Now, he got a good laugh out of it. Anyway, he didnt have to worry about Kaiaor lust after her, which he would continue to do if he stayed here and watched herso he made his way to the bar, only then noticing the blonde with pink streaks in her hair and tattoos sleeving her arm. Haidee. Shit. Having her and Kaia in the same room probably wasnt a good idea.
She turned, two beers in her hands, and when she spotted him, she nodded in acknowledgment. Still she glowedand not from pregnancy as hed first assumed. No way shed drink a beer if she were. Quite simply, she glowed with love, his second assumption.
Once again, there was no pang in his chest when he looked at her and hed never been happier about that.
You shouldnt be here, he said, then told the bartender to bring him a beer.
Hurt flashed in her eyes, quickly masked.
I wasnt trying to be mean, he admitted. Just trying to protect you.
Smiling sweetly, she shook her head. Dont worry about it. Amun just returned from the heavens and there was no way I was going to be parted from him today. Especially when I might be parted from him tomorrow.
How forlorn she sounded. Why tomorrow?
I dont want to talk about it, she grumbled, losing the smile.
He lifted his hand to pat her on the back, to offer comfort. Before contact, he dropped his arm to his side. Even such a token gesture from him might make her uncomfortable, and besides, he realized he shouldnt be offering.
With their violent, turbulent history, any such offering might tick Amun off. And rightly so. Strider could imagine his own reaction if, say, one of his friends had a past with Kaiacough Paris coughand the bastard put his hands on her. Hello, rage.
In that moment, he realized he had never truly desired Haidee as a forever after. Desired her, yes, but hed never felt so strongly about her, or anyone really, that he couldnt pick up and walk away. Without regret. Without remorse. Well, Kaia was a maddening, life-and-death exception. For the time being. He needed her. He wanted her, and when the time was right, he would have her. End of story.
That thought alone consumed him with lust, abolishing every other emotion inside him.
Not now, damn it. I have to let her relax and train with the boys. By the way, he said to Haidee in an attempt to distract himself. I know you know why Amun was summoned by Cronus the other day.
Yeah. So? Her dejection eased, her features lighting with amusement. Im no longer possessed by the demon of Hate, but I still like to torment you every now and then. Besides, I knew one of your buddies would step in and share the details.