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All this would come after watching me destroy everything they held dear, loved ones not excluded.
I checked the rearview, seeing six of my seven passengers in various states. Trix had fallen asleep with her head on Ace’s shoulder. Maliki was listening intently as Annie showed him the path to Hocking Hills on the map. I wasn’t surprised she’d offered. She came off as someone that had common sense.
The other two were staring out the window like Addy was. She yawned, and I glanced overseeing her chest puff up as she stretched. She tried to look at me discreetly, eyes darting away the second they met mine.
I liked how she tried to pretend my words didn’t bother her. Like she wasn’t already struggling to keep illicit thoughts of us in a dark corner she could ignore.
That was her first mistake.
Everything degenerate flourished in the blackest corners of the sickest minds. And Addy? I knew she was a sick bitch. She just hid the worst of it beneath her pretty face façade. I wanted it unearthed.
She’d gone to staring out the window not saying a word for the past two hours. I found myself wondering what she was thinking about. Naturally, I wanted it to be me.
I had time to ensure it always would be. At least as long it would take to get Demon back. By that point, she’d have a clearer understanding of how things would be between us.
She didn’t believe what I’d told her back at Copperfield. That was fine. Her acquisition was something I was looking forward to. It was overdue, and I was eager to start.
Her friends weren’t a threat to me.
There was no one out here to protect her or intervene. She’d been placed at my altar, and before this was over, she’d be down on her knees worshipping me.
That would be her second mistake, a tragic one really, falling for the man destined to be her ruination. You know what they say, all legends fall in the making. It was almost a shame she would never even see it coming.
Chapter Twelve
Duodecim
There was no sign of human life anywhere. Not that I expected there to be. No one with half a brain would wander the Badlands at night unless they had the protection to do so.
I smothered a yawn for the millionth time and rubbed a kink from my neck, adjusting my ass on the leather seat.
By car it would take us another six hours to reach the rendezvous point, that’s with nothing being in our way and on the off chance we couldn’t get our people back before then.
We’d been driving for four when Zane turned into the parking lot of an old service station and parked, cutting the engine.
“What are we doing?” Nyx asked, exhaustion coloring her tone.
“Everyone in this truck except four people needs to sleep, some of you probably need to shit or piss, and now is the time for food if you’re hungry.”
“He’s right. It won’t do anyone any good to run a rescue mission tired.” Annie said.
I didn’t have anything else to add to this conversation, and they were both right. I wanted to get to my baby sister as fast as possible but doing so fully rested and ready to kick some Stag ass was better than going tired and getting my ass kicked instead.
I undid my seatbelt and then got out of the truck, stretching my legs as they slid to the ground.
There was a soft swoosh of air from the rear of the XL as the hatch was popped, rising on its own.
“Shouldn’t we check to make sure it’s safe first?” The man named, Ace, asked once he was out of the truck.
“What could be inside here but a waif?” Cam replied.
The two of them had fallen into conversation about forty-five minutes ago and were like old friends already. That was Cam, though. He was hard not to get along with and from I could tell thus far Ace was just as laid back.
“What’s a waif?”
“A straggler—someone irrelevant. If anyone is in there they can either leave or, well, either way, they’ll be gone,” Nyx answered him this time.
The woman with the lavender pixie cut was already sorting through our bags when I stepped up to grab one.
