Elvor is mine, and the fact that she could so easily compel him makes me furious. The dagger we brought to take down Micheal had to be strapped to my thigh to make it easier to sneak it into the club. I have it out in a flash, gripping her by her dressing gown and holding it to her throat.
“You don’t like sharing your toys, hmm?” she taunts.
“Remove your compulsion from him,” I demand through clenched teeth.
She inhales deeply at me and groans. “More demon than siren, such a shame. I suppose I knew you were an abomination from the beginning.”
“Release him from his compulsion,” I repeat, feeling frantic and trigger-happy.
She looks over at Elvor and smiles. “Be a dear and kill your tattooed friend over there,” she instructs Elvor, who, under her compulsion, walks over to Judd.
I don’t think twice as I slide the blade across her neck, ending her life. She crumples to the floor, aging before my eyes. Her blood pools around her body and starts to blend in with her robe. She truly was just another supernatural cunt who threatened what was important to me. I don’t feel remorseful or sad about what I’ve just done.
Instead, I look over at Elvor, who is shaking his head and looking at a wide-eyed Judd.
The door slams open, and Toth looks around the room, zoning in on my shaking hand, where I still hold the bloody dagger. My breathing is labored, and I’m trying so hard to contain the rage within me. I want to hurt more people. They should hurt the way I hurt.
Abomination. Damaged. Worthless. Fucked up.
I was so fucking naïve to think I’d ever find someone who actually wanted me forme. That I’d ever have something that truly belonged to me. I don’t deserve it. I was basically a living weapon, born to be nothing more, and no one knew it, just a ticking time bomb that’s ready to be set off.
As my body shakes, I realize that’s all that I’m good for.
“Fuck,” Toth hisses. Elvor still looks confused, and Judd seems lost for words. Obviously, he just learned that our connection is a complete farce. Toth’s hands touch my face, and I have the thought of cutting them off at the wrists, but I don’t. “Come on, little demon, I know where you can take this anger out.”
I don’t push away from him as he portals the two of us to a warehouse. I should be worried that Elvor and Judd aren’t with us, but they probably don’t want to be, anyway. I’m a half-siren, half-demon that came in and took over their lives without even knowing it.
“Any second now,” he says, looking around.
“Why are we here?” I ask, feeling like if I don’t find some way to release all this fury soon, I’ll simply explode.
“I’ve got some angel friends for you to take some of that bloodlust out on.”
“How did you break out of my compulsion?” I ask him.
“You were in danger,” he says.
“I was not in danger,” I argue.
“Yeah, in danger to yourself,” he corrects.
Four loud bangs break my attention.Their portalling is a little more dramatic than demons.The angels around us proudly extend their wings and glare at both Toth and me. All I can do is smile, knowing I finally have somewhere to channel all this frustration.
Chapter19
Idon’t even really have time to take in everything that just happened in the last twenty minutes.
Thank fuck the compulsion broke when it did. The sirens at this club are clearly in cahoots with the angels. And I know exactly where they’re headed.
Why is it always Hallows Deep?I was already suspicious when they were discussing the location. It was all a little too loud about where Michael would be tonight. It’s clearly a trap, but they don’t know what they’re up against.
Portalling far isn’t a problem for me, and I have no qualms leaving Elvor and Judd behind. With how red Mara’s eyes are and how her body is shaking, I know she doesn’t need any backup besides myself.
I hand her an additional dagger and ready my own weapons, both of us holding one magical and one non-magical.
I tilt my head towards the devil’s trap in the corner, and she nods. She has to make sure not to get caught over there, and I have to do the same. Though, something tells me she would easily find a way out. I’m still connecting the dots of what happened tonight, although it’s clear I’m missing some information.
The sound of the angels portalling into the space is jarring, but we both keep our ground.
