The same demon who’d wrapped himself around Manshu after the race he won. His face had that same hungry look, except now there was no flirting in it. Only murder.
I planted my feet, ready to run, just like Calix told me, but my entire body violently jerked forward.
Agony tore through my stomach, and a strangled sound ripped out of me before I could stop it.Not again.
“You know,” a voice purred against the back of my neck, “I should be pissed you found someone to turn you…”
My breath hitched sharply.Manshu.
His claws protruded from my abdomen, his black nails slick with my blood. A rough hand grabbed my breast hard enough to bruise while he pressed closer behind me.
“But honestly?” He laughed softly near my ear. “I think I like you better like this.”
His fingers flexed inside me. White-hot pain exploded through my torso, and I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted blood, but I refused to give him the scream he wanted.
“Now that you’re not as fragile,” he murmured, “we can actually have fun.”
I twisted violently, trying to wrench free, but he only lifted his hand higher. His claws dragged upward inside me, and my body slid farther onto them.
A broken grunt escaped my throat.
“Easy,” he mocked. “Wouldn’t wanna rip you open too fast.”
My vision blurred for a second.Don’t scream. Don’t let him hear it.
“Good job calling me,” Manshu said over my shoulder as he approached the demon. “If I hadn’t heard your bitch ass whining, I never would’ve caught this pretty little fish.”
The demon straightened slightly despite his broken leg.
“But, Boss?—”
Manshu snapped toward him instantly. “Get the fuck out before I kill you too.”
The demon froze. Manshu stepped closer, his voice becoming deadly. “And don’t think sucking my dick makes you special.”
The demon’s face tightened immediately. Humiliation flashed across it before he limped backward without another word.
Manshu twisted his claws inside me again, trying to wrench a cry out of me. Instead, I laughed. The sound came out wet and shaky, blood coating my tongue as I coughed.
“You really treat your hook-ups like shit,” I rasped. “No wonder nobody sticks around.”
His grip paused.Good.
It was purely a guess on my part, but I would say just about anything to upset him and show that he didn't scare me anymore.
“And first in line we haaave Maaaannnshuuu! Our previous winner!”
The announcer’s voice thundered overhead, and my pulse leapt. Calix. Rack. They’d be coming soon. I just needed to keep him occupied.
Manshu started dragging me toward the darker alleyway behind the building instead of the bleacher’s garage entrance.
No. No. No. That's the wrong way!Panic thumped in my chest until I thought of a solution.
“Y-you’re not t-taking me back there, are you?” I forced out shakily.
Manshu stopped, then laughed. The sound rolled out, low and cruel, while his claws dug deeper just to hear me grunt.
“You know what?” he mused. “That’s actually a great idea.” His mouth brushed my ear. “No one’ll hear you scream over the crowd.”
