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“Someone could have warned me he was so damn possessive! Apparently it was more than a casual fling between them,” Dice snaps.
Reese roars again, and Dice yelps while jumping back, even though Reese is still pinned to the wall.
Rolling my eyes, I ignore Reese snarling, still half animal right now, and look at the stupid incubus.
“They weren’t a casual fling,” I point out, shaking my head.
“No shit, Sherlock,” Dice hisses, glaring at me.
“They weren’t a couple at all,” I go on, confusing him. My eyes go back to Reese as his eyes die back down from werewolf to human… ish. They’re almost black right now.
“Everyone, meet Roslyn’s father.”
Chapter 20
ROSLYN
The room I’m in is growing more boring by the second. Thad hasn’t even been gone five minutes, and already I feel like my body is humming for his.
Great. One intimate encounter, and I’m already acting clingy.
My chest starts aching, and I reach up to rub the pain away. Instead of subsiding, it only gets stronger, forcing my breath to actually seize in my chest.
What the hell?
The room suddenly feels so small, making it even harder to catch a breath. My head spins, and dizziness claims me, forcing me to stumble as I try to blindly grasp for anything to steady me.
Air. I need air.
The window seems a thousand miles away, and my shaky legs refuse to do anything but collapse when I try to reach for it. It’s nauseating and suffocating, and every image around me seems to be shifting from one place to another, moving in a pendulum motion that makes me feel like I’m rocking on a boat.
A familiar song plays in my head, my own voice singing it to me, but I have no idea where I’ve heard it. The tune sounds much like something a child would jump rope to, something harmless yet creepy as hell at the same time.
The monster grows tired of the wait.
Hell is waiting to fulfill their fate.
They listen not. They don’t say a word.
You can scream but you won’t be heard.
The woods are just outside, but that damn song keeps playing on repeat, driving me crazy as I try to reach the window. But then it’s all spiraling, and I feel a weightlessness grabbing me as blackness shrouds me from all over.
Almost as suddenly, there’s a touch of light again, but I’m not in the bedroom anymore.
I can feel pavement under me, and my blurry vision spots the street. The sun is blaring, and even though I can see it, it still seems so dark. So, so dark. As though the burning ball of fire is nothing more than a flashlight beam inside an empty abyss.
Play. Play. Play all day.
Tomorrow I’ll get the chance to slay.
Blood and death. Yes they’ll pay.
I’ll survive now to kill them all one day.
I cry out as images assault me, taking me inside a world I didn’t know existed, and a scream leaves my throat as a whip slices through my skin. One second I’m in a stone room, begging for mercy, the next I’m back in the street. It’s as though my mind is being torn apart from the inside, and I claw the pavement beneath me, praying to escape the pain.
Soon I’ll set the monster free.
