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I rush back up the stairs, and I close my eyes to check for any presence on the other side of the hidden door. When I feel it's safe, I push through and quickly seal the door behind me, extinguishing my magical light that had lit the room.
Just as I reach the door to escape the art room, Kane steps in, gasping when he sees me.
"What are you doing in here?"
Finding out you live in a dark house I have to save you from.
"I was curious. Then I saw the um... picture of you with the wrong eye color. For such a stalker bitch, you'd think Amy could get that one detail right."
His eyes flash to the oversized sketch of himself, and he shakes his head while cursing under his breath.
"Come on. Let's get out of here. I don't like you being so close to such... craziness."
I laugh a little. If he only knew the craziness we're close to. He'd probably flip the fuck out. Maybe I should show him. It might make him think some twisted serial killer lived here and he would probably leave on his own.
I wouldn't scar him with that though.
"Yeah. Right behind you. I still need something to eat and drink."
He frowns, realizing I've been in here for a while now, and then he nods as I walk out in front of his ushered hand.
"Go on to the room. I'll bring you something."
"I can get it."
"Please. I don't want you in this madhouse any longer. This party has gotten out of control, and I don't know all of these people. Deke has started clearing them out, but it'll take a while. Just head on."
With a shrug, I do as he says after he kisses me on top of my head. His breath warms me through my hair, and I smile before making my way back through the sweaty bodies. I'm really glad I can't see their auras right now. I can smell the sex in the air without seeing how desperate this crowd really is.
Shutting the door behind me, I head to the bed. Sudden panic consumes me when I feel a hand clamp over my mouth and strong arms pulling me to a body. I've tasted this scent before, and I know it well.
Heath.
The same pervert who trapped me not long ago has me in his clutches once more. I struggle, but he's so frigging strong. Unless I use my magic, I can only pray Kane steps in soon.
"Easy, girl. It's just me."
The alcohol on his breath floods my senses and makes me sick. When he's drunk, he's a fucking psycho.
"Let me go," I try to say, but it's so muffled by his hand that it's completely lost on him.
"I only came here tonight because I knew you'd be here. We never finished what we started, and damn you look good enough right now to make this trip worth while."
I feel his erection in my back, and it almost makes me gag. His teeth scrape my neck as he trails his tongue over my skin.
I squeal out in a cry, but his grip tightens on my mouth. I don't care if I do get sentenced, I'm not letting him touch me anywhere I won't recover from.
Right as I've found my resolve, the door bursts open, and darkening the doorway is my human hero.
"Let her the fuck go before I tear your head off your shoulders."
The venom in Kane's eyes is unmistakably scary. It even scares me, and I know he'd never hurt me. He stalks toward us, and I feel Heath starting to tremble, almost convulsing as Kane nears with a steady approach.
There's something... I don't know what. The air seems to be thicker, as if there's some magical... it's so odd.
The hand over my mouth falls free, and before I realize what's going on, Kane is on top of Heath. His fists are already bloody, and Heath is unconscious as Kane continues to brutally pound the life out of him.
"Kane!" I scream when I worry how far he might go.
