I ripped my hand off it, and hot blood oozed down my arm, dripping on the floor from my elbow.
The spike dissolved back into the flesh of her shoulder, and she threw me a menacing look over it as she glanced back. “Interested now, Kai?”
Kai growled, bolting forward and wrapping his hand around her throat, snapping his teeth in her face. “Don’t fucking touch her.”
Nausea swelled in my stomach as the familiar prickling of healing threaded my hand back together. “Can I ask what that the fuck that was, or is that a sensitive subject?”
“Why would it be a sensitive subject?” She laughed even with Kai choking her, eyes wide with amusement. “I can use my flesh as a weapon. It cuts through skin like butter.”
“Any other weird quirks?” Kai asked.
She shrugged, trailing her fingernails down his arms. “Do you want to find out?”
He squeezed her throat before pushing her away from him and shaking his hand as if the thought of touching her even to cause harm disgusted him.
Anger exploded in the form of hellfire. Blue flames licked up my arms, outlining my body in brilliant blue. “Can’t you take a fucking hint? Don’t talk to him.”
Some people said jealousy was ugly, but I thought it was a beautiful sentiment. This one little emotion, thesinof envy, could snag hold and make someone do some fucking crazy shit all for the person, or persons, they love.
Recognition flashed in her eyes as she stared back at me. “You’re the hybrid Viktor told me about...the one that gave him the power boost he needed to make our vision come to fruition!” Her eyes progressively turned from a healthy fear to power-hungry. My blood was still coating her shoulder, and she angled her head to sniff it before her long, pink tongue darted out.
Disgust and urgency dashed through me. “Don’t let her—”
Thaddeus was already in front of her, closing his big hand around her small throat. “What fucking facility is Viktor at?”
She met his gaze head on before answering, as if he were prying the truth out of her mouth. “He’s at the North Dakota facility.”
My blood ran cold, and the guys stiffened. “Are there other facilities?”
She stayed quiet as she stared up at him, not moving a muscle.
“Answer her. Are there other facilities?” Thaddeus asked.
“There are two not counting this one. North Dakota and Montana.”
Thaddeus raised his hand and plunged it into her chest. Blood splattered from every angle, but the pain seemed to bring her back to her senses.
Her arm morphed into a sword-like spike, and she threw her arm up and sliced into his side. “Fuck. Those powers…” She coughed, black blood rolling from her lips and down her chin. “You’re like us. You’ve drunk the blood of a new-blood.”
“I’mnothinglike you,” Thaddeus said before a small black orb flickered in his palm, and he crushed it in his hand like it was nothing.
Her eyes widened a fraction as her head rolled to the side toward Kai. Her veins stretched out across her skin like spider webs before combusting through the skin. Blood seeped out of her before it coagulated into clumps of ash.
Little by little, Ravana faded into nothing.
Watching her obliteration differed from obliterating an abandoned. It made it more obvious that the glowing orbs we’d been destroying were damned souls. Only, Ravana’s soul was already damned, but she hadn’t died yet. It was conflicting to obliterate a being that hadn’t been processed to Hell, almost saddening if she hadn’t been such a bitch.
Thaddeus hissed as he dropped to his knees, his hand clutching the gaping wound in his side. Grabbing the backpack Kai had, I pulled out a blood bag, and passed it to Thaddeus.
He tore it open and drained the bag in seconds. The wounds healing sped up, and he was back on his feet almost immediately. The wound was still persistent, but it wasn’t as deep anymore. “I wish I had demon healing,” he grumbled.
“It’s pretty great.” I stuck my tongue out at him. “But vampire healing is still insanely better than human healing.”
“Can’t argue with that.”
The only sound around us was the whining of new-bloods in cages, and it broke my heart.
I hurried over to the nearest cage and stared at the man, new-blood, inside. Big brown, blood-shot eyes stared at me. He was the only one who seemed not to be in a blood-lust frenzy.
