What. The. Actual. Fuck.
He’s cheating on me! A chill runs through my bones, even as I begin sweating. The floor tilts. I grab the wall to keep from falling. He’s actually cheating on me.
He grabs two bottles of water and heads back the way he came, pausing to pull out his phone. He looks exhausted, but there’s something else there too.
Dammit. I know that look—contentment.
I try rubbing the pain from my chest. Tears sting the back of my eyes. When was the last time I made him look like that?
Choking down a sob, I straighten my spine, refusing to be a victim. I will not sit here and cry while that piece of shit gets his rocks off with someone else because hisfragile matecan’t handle being properly fucked.
Fuck that! I’m not fragile. I’m not weak. And I will not take this. He slides the phone into his pocket and reaches for the doorknob when I scream.
“You fucking bastard!” Jumping on his back, I secure my legs around his waist. I will fucking kill him. I circle my arm around his neck, making sure my inner elbow is pressed against his trachea, and grip my opposite shoulder. Placing my left hand behind his head, I lean forward with all my body weight, squeezing my arms as tight as I can. He will regret the day he made me perfect a triangle choke. I’m going to pop his fucking head clean off his body.
He easily reaches up and pries my fingers from my shoulder, breaking the choke.Asshole!Tugging my arm, he whips me around and sets me on my feet, steadying me so I don’t fall. His eyes are wide, shocked. “Frankie?”
“Yeah, remember me? Your mate!” I smash his jaw with a left hook, but his head barely budges. Pain shoots through my knuckles, sharp enough to make me hiss. He gently reaches for my hand like he can comfort me.Asshole!I jerk away.
The punch hurts, but the heat crawling up my fingers isn’t from that. Magic rises fast, like it’s hungry. My dark powers may not work on him, but they’ll work on the little whore he has tucked away in the basement. I yank the door open before he can stop me from annihilating his slutty little sidepiece.
Zarreth reaches for me. “Frankie, don’t go down there,” he pleads, anxiety written all over his face.
Fuck him. He’s about to find out what hismateis really capable of.
CHAPTER 5
Zarreth
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! She wasn’t supposed to find out. Frankie slaps my arm away, so I chase her down the stairs. She stops dead in her tracks when a pungent, metallic odor hits us. Confusion flickers across her face, pulling her a step back when she looks at me. She only now notices the crimson splattered across my bare chest and hands, the knife tucked in my belt. Her thighs rub together, the scent of warm honey mixing with the sickly scent of blood. Is my little mate actually turned on seeing me like this? Maybe this won’t be as bad as I think it will be.
But then her focus shifts, that calm she only gets when she’s about to do something I don’t like. Yeah, it’s going to be bad.
“What’s going on?” she asks.
I search her eyes, wanting to protect her from the monster on the other side of the soundproof door—to protect her from the monster inside of me. But she deserves to know the truth, even if it means she never looks at me the same again.
Lifting my arm, I brace myself and let her take the lead. I stay back as she steps through the doorway, giving her space to make sense of what she sees.
The naked demon shackled to the ceiling is making incoherent noises, his screams having died down to sobs. Bloody horns lay next to his broken feet. The wounds on his back are still open from when I ripped his rib cage apart a couple days ago. His body is slow to heal, but I’m thankful his lungs are back where they belong. I don’t want Frankie to see the monster I am capable of becoming.
Her lips part, but no sound comes out. I wonder what’s going through that pretty head of hers. She’s never seen this side of me. The side that gets off on spilling the blood of those who’ve hurt her. Will she be scared now that she knows how deeply my obsession with her lies?
She cautiously circles the demon. Her face gives nothing away, but there’s black smoke radiating off her skin. She’s not as calm as she looks. The tension around her is thick, like the slightest change could set off a storm. I’m desperate to know what she’s thinking, but I don’t dare break the silence.
I search her face for any type of reaction, but it’s pretty fucking hard to concentrate when she looks like a gothic pornstar. Her shorts are so short, I can see her ass cheeks jiggle with every step she takes. The black fishnets and choker, mixed with her big innocent eyes and pigtails, make my cock harden to the point of pain.
She reaches up, careful not to slip on the bloody plastic under his feet. Her leather corset lifts, exposing a sliver of flesh when she grabs his chin. “Look who it is,” she purrs. Raising herself on tippy toes, she leans in andwhispers, “Guess you turn me on, after all. Seeing you like this makes my pussy wet.”
Holy shit! I run the palm of my hand over the bulge in my jeans. I don’t know what I was expecting her to say, but it wasn’tthat.Frankie hates that word, but damn do I love hearing her say it.
Cronus blinks a few times, trying to focus on her. “Y-you. I should have…” He slurs, too weak to finish his sentence as his eyes roll to the back of his head. I’m starting to wish I hadn’t bled him out so badly so Frankie could have more fun with him. Apparently, someone likes to play with her prey before going for the kill.
Still holding his chin, she slaps him across the face. “Wake up! I haven’t even started with you yet.”
He groans, blinking rapidly until his eyes focus on her again. His Adam's apple moves up and down, but his swollen mouth makes it difficult to tell if he’s trying to speak or swallow. Finally, he pulls his head back and spits right in her face.He’s fucking dead!I’m at her side before she has a chance to wipe it off, my fist connecting with his fractured nose.
Frankie grabs my arm, stopping the next blow. Her eyes flicker black as she wipes a hand over her face. “Sit down,” she orders, pointing to a folding chair not too far from her. “You’ve already had your fun.”
