Wrath
I contemplated walkinginto the darkness of the cave and never looking back, but I couldn’t escape her or this place easily. Unsure if I would feel the vibrations from deeper in the cave, I had to stay near the beginning so I could watch Mytaz when he emerged.
The caves went deep into the earth, but so far, all the ones we’d traversed looped back out again. All the beginnings and ends led back to the same place—that asshole’s golden palace.
Resting my hand against the wall, I tried to will my erection away, but Bale’s nipples pressing against her shirt was emblazoned on my mind. My canines throbbed as I recalled listening to her last night, in that room, trying to ease herself and failing.
At first, I’d gone as far from her as possible, but having to make sure she stayed safe, I returned to the room across the hall from her. I listened to her whimpers of pleasure and frustration while I pictured her sucking me off as I stroked my cock and experienced the same frustration she did.
Nothing, other than her, was ever going to ease me again, and the stubborn wench was determined to make us both insane. And it was working. I could feel my control over myself, and my ability waning with every passing second.
Since leaving the seal, I’d been methodical in my movements and plans, we all had. We were all eager to make the varcolac pay for what he’d done, but we couldn’t end up locked away again, or dead. Some of my brethren were more foolish, and they’d paid for that with their lives, but I wasnotone of them.
However, I worried Bale might push me into becoming like one of them. No matter how much I wanted to go to her, I wouldnotdo it. After my last two disastrous attempts, she would have to come to me. Which meant we would both suffer in a state of sexual arousal until one of us died. I gritted my teeth against the possibility this was my life from now and tried not to smash the wall.
I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of seeing me lose control again. I dug my nails into my palms as I stared into the darkness of the caves.
It took a while, but when I finally felt able to face her again, I turned to discover her standing where I’d left her. She leaned against the wall as she stared at the palace with her arms crossed over her chest.
With a resigned sigh, I returned to lean against the wall across from her.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Bale
The sun startedto set again with no sign of Mytaz throughout the day. But all he had to do was sit in his palace and wait for one of us to feed on a wraith, and then he would know where we were.
He had to sleep eventually, but we had no way of knowing when. Having fed last night, Wrath could hold out for longer than me, but I would only make it another day or two before it started to get to me.
We were trapped like rats in this place, and the wraiths were the cheese. Hours ago, I slid down to sit against the wall with my arms draped over my bent knees. I didn’t feel hopeless, I’d been in worse situations than this, but I’d rather be fighting Lucifer, the fallen angels, and all the horsemen than sitting in this cave with Wrath so close yet so far away.
“What was Hell like before Lucifer arrived?” I asked.
It was the first time either of us had spoken in hours, and if the quirk of his eyebrow was any indication, he hadn’t expected the question.
“It was Hell. There were demons and a king who ruled over us all.”
“Was there constant fighting?”
“Demons have always fought each other. It was the only entertainment, other than sex, we had. Was it worse after Lucifer entered Hell? I don’t know; I never experienced what Hell was like with Lucifer there. After everything I’ve heard, I’m going to assume it was worse after Lucifer arrived, but I can’t say for sure. If he were still alive, I probably would have joined him after being set free of the seal.”
“You know it was Kobal’s queen, River, who set you free, right?”
“Yes. I also know it was against her will.”
“It was, but there are other demons she freed who have decided to stay by her side.”
“I won’t follow the varcolac. There was a time, though….” His voice trailed off as he stared at the golden landscape.
“There was a time what?” I prompted. “When you followed the varcolac?”
He shrugged as he looked at me again. “I’m not sure. It was all so long ago, I barely remember any of it.”
I wasn’t sure if he was telling me the truth or not, and then I recalled he didn’t remember his parents. I couldn’t imagine ever forgetting my parents, not even if I lived another fifty thousand years, but our lives were completely different.
I was sure there were things in his past he’d completely forgotten and others hepreferredto forget—just as there were things in mine that I’d prefer to forget, like watching my mother die.
Some memories were etched so deeply into my mind it was as if they happened only yesterday. However, there were so many things I’d forgotten over the years. I could barely recall the demon I was eight hundred years ago, never mind twenty some odd thousand years ago.
