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I resisted the urge to ask her how he knew that. But as soon as I got Aurora back, I would be doing everything I could to make sure she stayed away from this person.
“Is she saying anything?” Cain growled, looking over my other shoulder. It felt like I’d sprouted two extra heads with Cain and Stellan so close to me.
It’s not that far from your campus.
Can you send us a list, and I guess we’ll just start going through them?
My foot was tapping impatiently against the chair leg. Every second felt like an hour.
A second later, a list of addresses popped up, most of them hours and hours away.
“Those two are fairly close by,” Stellan said, pointing at the screen. I swatted his hand away…fingerprints on my screen was not my happy place.
The two I’ve starred have still been using electricity and gas. There’s been people living there.
Oh, well, that was at least promising. You were promised a crazy if they were choosing to stay at a Demon property. I can’t imagine they made very charming Airbnbs.
Please keep me updated, Nena wrote, before abruptly logging off the chat.
“Okay, I guess we’ll search those two places. And fucking hope that he wasn’t feeling up for a hugely long drive when he grabbed her.”
I shut my computer, tucking it under my arm as we all headed towards the door.
It would take us at least three hours between both of those places, and if we had to go to the others…it could be days.
Definitely doing a leash as soon as I saw her. And a million tracking chips.
I’d stopped praying a long time ago. But as we walked out to the car, the silence between us all overbearing and stifling, I found myself reaching out to the big guy. I figured that with how gross the Demon and his cronies were, even with my debauchery, I was firmly a middle-of-the-road sinner. Might help to get my prayer in the queue.
We’re coming, baby. Hold on.
Chapter27
Aurora
Honestly, if I thought about things I couldn’t have predicted, walking across eighties-style orange carpet in my father’s graveyard abode…in a ripped, too-small wedding dress was not one of them.
Bentley was perched under the arch, a demented smile stretched ear to ear. It kind of reminded me of the Joker smile, honestly. It was so…big…and wrong. I was expecting at any moment to hear him offer to put a smile on my face with that dagger that was still on that table.
I was really not looking forward to what part of the ceremony that was for.
Considering I just had to walk across the living room, my journey down the aisle lasted forever.
And yet not nearly long enough.
Because somehow, here I was, standing across from him, getting smacked in the side of the face from the tulle getting blown by the air conditioning vent…about to become a wife.
Or at least a fake wife.
“Do you think you’ll get married?” Sophia asked as we laid out on her trampoline and watched a storm blow in.
My gaze automatically flicked over to my house, expecting the Demon to be standing right there and ready to haul me off just at the mention of the word “married.”
“I try not to think that far in advance,” I murmured when I was assured he wasn’t there. He was supposed to be gone all day today procuring another…guest.
I was hoping it took several days.
“Oh, come on, you have to have thought of it at least once.”
