“Lennox stabbed Luka under the control of the siren song,” Luce said matter of fact.
“She did what?” Declan all but growled.
“But don’t worry, she resisted it before stabbing me again and knocked the bitch out.” I slung an arm over Lennox’s shoulder. “No offense,” I said to Yemaya.
“None taken. But let’s get out of here.” She knelt next to her sister, “Will someone help me carry her? It’s getting late and you never know what kinds of creatures lurk in these parts.”
Declan grabbed Sidna, throwing her over his shoulder. “Let’s go.”
We followed Declan out the door, I brought up the rear, taking one last look at the room. My blood still stained the floor in dark patches; we’d leave that for someone to clean up later. Sidna, I hoped, she was responsible for it after all. I resisted a shiver as my gaze raked over the cages. What was Sidna’s intention? To keep us in cages and then what? Or did she only want Lennox? Why would she try to kill me if she wanted me too?
I had a lot of fucking questions for Sidna when we returned to the surface. I closed the door behind me and joined my friends outside.
When I turned around, I found my friends frozen in place as they stared down a group of strangers.
“Who are you?” Declan asked firmly, shifting Sidna’s limp form on his shoulder.
“Who are you?” one of the males asked, him and his companion’s faces were all covered by black masks covering the top halves of their faces—masks that resembled the ones the Vanir typically wore.
For fucks sake.
“We’re here to pick up some packages, but it looks like we’re a bit too late.” He eyed Sidna’s unconscious body. “Or there was a miscommunication.” His eyes flicked across our group. “Which one of you is Sidna?”
Yemaya back straightened. “I’m her sister; what business do you have with her?”
The man hesitated; I watched as his hand moved to his thigh. “We’re here for a trade, and we had a meeting. She didn’t mention anything about a sister, or anyone else meeting to assist her.”
“Whatever business you have with her, forget it,” Yemaya said, her voice firm.
The man scoffed. “No sure luck. We had a deal.”
“I am your High Queen, I demand you to forget it,” Lennox said, stepping forward.
The male’s eyes gleamed as he narrowed in on my wife. “Exactly who we were looking for.”
I pounced before the male could even look in my direction, my blade slashing across his chest.
He cried out, grabbing at his wound as chaos ensued.
Declan deposited Sidna by the door and took off into the fray with the rest of us. Even Yemaya pulled a long, curved knife from underneath her dress.
I turned back toward the male whose chest I slashed; he had regained his bearings and roared toward me with fury burning in his eyes. I dodged the ark of his sword, hitting him in the back of the arm, his sword fell to the ground as he swore.
I summoned vines, directing them to wrap around his legs as I landed a punch to his jaw. Blood spurted from his mouth as he tripped, tumbling to the ground with his restricted legs. I kept one eye on him as he tried to crawl away—he wouldn’t get far.
I looked over my shoulder, finding Lennox smiling as she withdrew her weapon from a light-skinned female, her body falling to the ground.
Her gaze landed on mine, a vicious smirk widening across her blood-splattered face.Goddess, I loved her.My beautiful, vicious creature.
The fighting around us died as Lennox and I looked atone another. “I’ve got one alive,” I said finally, my gaze not leaving Lennox’s.
“Bring him inside,” Yemaya directed.
“No, we need to get the fuck out of here. We take him and your sister and go back to Salacia now. We need to question them and figure out what the fuck is going on.” Declan’s tone allowed no room for debate.
I turned back toward my bound captive. He had gone oddly still, he no longer tried to scurry away.
I kicked his foot. “Hey.” His head lolled to the side, his gray eyes wide and unblinking.
