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My body crashes into the wall, hard hands shoving me there. I glare and right myself, pitching sideways to get around him, as I rip the mask from my face.
“You are not getting passed me, Gray. Not for the next few minutes.”
I snarl and move forward again, intent on getting her the hell out of that freezing water before she dies. Stupid. Why she followed him here is beyond me. I watched her sink under, fought him as she slowly slid beneath and he held me fast.
“Get out the way.”
“No. She needs this.”
I growl and pace, not sure what the hell he thinks she needs but damn sure dying isn’t on the fucking cards today. “She’ll die if she’s in there too long.”
“And?”
“What?”
“What does that matter to you? Maybe that’s what she wants. I’m helping.”
He chuckles under the mask, his frame perfectly still between me and the pool. I keep watching the shadows play over his mask, as I pace the back wall, the loose frame of it highlighted on the cave walls around us. None of this make any sense. Still. And him bringing her down here, away from me, is passed the point of what tonight is supposed to be for her.
My eyes dart to the surface of the water, as small pockets of air break through the calm.
“I don’t know what you’re trying to do here, but it needs to stop.”
“Why?”
Anger blazes in me at his disinterest in her life, enough so that I propel myself into him. He moves, counters, and damn near kicks my feet from under me.
“You won’t beat me, Gray. And you don’t care enough about her anyway, do you?”
More rage builds in me at those words, as I pull myself upright again. I do care about her. Of course I damn well care. I wouldn’t damn well be here if I didn’t care for her. I’d be at home, working, not having to deal with any of this and doing the things I should be doing rather than the things I shouldn’t. I move in closer, no care if he manages to hit me or not. I am going through him to that water, and if I need to take him with me I will. “Malachi. Move.”
“No.”
The speed of my fist into his neck shocks him enough that he buckles slightly under the weight of it, and that gives me the chance to shove him sideways and rush at the water. My shoes hit the edge, the next step fully intent on going straight under to find her, and then I see her head slowly rise out of it twenty feet away. She lingers there, her mouth barely above the surface, and gazes at me across the water. Dark hair slicked back. Embellished dark crystals over her mask. All those hollows and ridges sharpened because of her insipid features cutting a harsh line through the lapping pool.
I stare, unsure what she’s doing so still out there. She must be near frozen. Barely able to breathe under the torment of the ice against her skin. But there’s still no movement from her as she scowls at me across the rippling surface. Nothing other than a perfect frame across from me, and eyes that burrow in further every time I see them.
“Come out,” I call, waving my hand. Her head slowly moves side to side, hardly affecting the light swirl of the water around her. “Hannah. Now. Swim out.”
“Why?” echoes around the cave from her lips.
“Because …” I don’t know why. Mainly because she’ll freeze to death. And that is fucking stupid.
I huff and walk forward again, feeling the water seep into my shoes. Damn Malachi and his games. I stare at the mask, wondering how many pills she’s taken to get her in this state. “Just get out the damn water.”
“I’m evolving, Gray. Changing. I can feel it.” I shake my head. She’s going mad is what she’s doing. “And Malachi hasn’t said.”
I curse under my breath and look back at him sitting casually on a rock, the red mask focused on her and nothing else. “Are you going to get her out?”
“No. Not until she wants to. This isn’t about you anymore. Let her be, Gray.”
I frown and look back at her in the water, feet inching further in to get her, but she starts moving, seemingly dancing to music no one can hear but her. My frown lifts quietly at the sight of it, mind suddenly engaged in something other than temper because of her. Slow movements in my eye line, all of them shrouded in some dark sense of despair or torment.
I gaze on, as she turns and swirls, spellbound by the cadence she’s creating and forgetting about the freezing air around us for a minute. Every pulse of her body moves gracefully. Every sinew runs into the next as if trying to complete a puzzle, connect bits. Shadows play around the cave with her, occasionally turning orange and red to match the flickering flames.
My hand reaches into my pocket, a pill taken out and swallowed so I can feel whatever this is for her. Evolving? I chuckle lowly and keep watching, as she comes closer. She pushes her hair back from her face and climbs forwards, each step taken lifting her body another inch from the water. Shoulders, chest bone. The black near see-through bra now on show, water spilling along her body with it all.
My dick hardens, thoughts of panic or fear lost as she keep moving towards me. Her hips sway to her music, a tight line of lace covering parts reserved for me alone and running over her bones. I growl and think of Malachi with her, of the things he might have done even though I handed her to him. Jealously.
