Page 88 of Crimson Tears


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I nodded as he grabbed my upper arm to help me to my feet. “I need this to fucking go away.”

“Grab her a blood bag on your way up, mate,” Blaise suggested.

“Lilith,” Aziel said, and I paused, glancing back at him. “Don’t fight the pain. Embrace it.”

“Do you know what’s wrong with her?” Thaddeus asked.

He dragged his eyes away from me to him. “It’s a means to an end.”

“I’m bloody knackered from this!” Blaise slammed his hands on the table. “You say you know all this shit, but youcan’ttell us. Can’t or won’t?”

Aziel’s lips thinned. “Can’t. I’m under a blood oath.”

Burning pain zipped across my head temple to temple. “Ah!” I cried out, grasping my head and stumbling back into Kai.

“She’s a fucking vampire!” Blaise shouted at him. “She shouldn’t be in pain like that for no reason!”

“Shut the fuck up, everyone!” I stood back up and trudged to the fridge as the pain lightened up. Opening it, I pulled a blood bag out and drank every last bit before tossing it.

Taking a deep breath, the pain subsided, and I glared at Aziel. “I don’t know why I trust you so damn much, but I shouldn’t. Why would you make a blood oath? What do you know?”

“Finally.” Thaddeus exhaled a breath. “You’re making sense.”

Aziel’s eyes softened as he stared at me. “My beloved—”

“No. None of that.” I shook my head. “I need answers, Aziel.”

He bowed his head. “You deserve them, and you shall receive them. I can’t say anything except you shouldn’t fight the pain in your head.”

His shoulders slumped, and angry tears pricked my eyes.

I’d never been slow to point fingers, and I lived by the motto of trust being earned. I didn’t actuallyknowAziel, but it was as if my soul and body did. I clearly needed to remember something, and feeling the pain must be a way to trigger that.

“I don’t like the secrets, but I know you won’t hurt them or me.”

He snapped his head up, dark eyes twinkling with sincerity that made my heart jump. “Never. I’m here to serve you, Lilith, not hurt you.”

The pain in my head twinged again. “I’m going to go lay down. Figure out how we’re going to take Viktor down for good.” I turned toward Kai. “Come on.”

Kai nodded, and we headed toward the stairs up to my room. The pain in my temples throbbed, blurring my vision as we opened the door and went inside the room.

I all but dove into the bed and burrowed under the covers. “This fucking hurts.”

Kai sat beside me on the bed and brushed my hair away from my face. “I wish we could do something about it.”

“Well, you could distract me.” I pouted my lip out.

He gave me a cheesy smile. “Are you sure that would help?”

“Fucking positive. You can start with taking off your shirt.” I fluttered my eyelashes and bit down on my bottom lip.

Smirking, he grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up over his head, messing up his ginger locks.

The bed-head look does fucking wonders for Kai.

My gaze dipped down to his toned biceps and chest over to a brown birthmark the shape of an hourglass on the front of his left shoulder. I reached out and traced it with my fingertips, feeling him shiver underneath me.

“Your birthmark is cute,” I whispered.