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Desmond and Bash must share a brain, because they each took one of my hands and we faded to the back of the garage, where I had said there was a ward gap. Desmond walked up to where I assumed the edge of the grounds was, and stood there with his eyes closed and palm out. He moved his hand slightly to the right, and after a few minutes, opened his eyes.
He turned to us and gestured toward a huge pine tree. “She’s right, there’s a gap right there, near that tree.”
I put on the best indignant,how dare youface I could. “I don’t appreciate being treated like a liar. You’re both powerful immortals who have no clue what it feels like to be helpless, to have someone literally hold your life in their hands. I’d like to go back to my room alone,now. Fade me back.”
Bash closed the distance between us, trying to wrap his arm around my waist, but I pushed him away. He grabbed my hand to try again.I’ve fucking had it. I was done with him right now.
I slapped him hard across the cheek, and he let go of my hand. His face was a mix between complete shock and irritation.
“Diana,” he growled as he moved toward me again.
Desmond took my hand, and before I could even tell him to not touch me, we had faded back to my bedroom.
“Everything checks out. There was a ward gap, but I fixed it. Diana, I’m sorry I suspected that you ran away, but you didn’t respond to me when I mindlinked you.”
“She can mindlink you? Witches can’t do that.” Mal chimed in. I gave him a withering stare and he looked away from me.
“I just wanted to be alone. I’m around all of you all the time unless I’m in the bathroom, and even then Ares tries to follow me in. I wanted space.”
“I’m not apologizing for trying to shower with you. What if you drown in there, or need help washing your back? Safety first.” Ares hugged me again, sighing. “I don’t cry, ever, but you do that to me. I always worry for you because there’s a target on your back. Please tell us when you need alone time so we don’t think you were kidnapped or ran away.”
“I can do that.” I returned his embrace, rubbing my hand across the middle of his back. It was the highest place I could comfortably reach.
“Diana…” Mal stepped out of his hiding place in the corner and sat down in the chair at my vanity. It was far enough away from me that he didn’t make me feel uncomfortable, but I still didn’t want him here. His face was softer than it was when he almost killed me. “Bash came to my room last night and checked my subconscious. He confirmed I was possessed when I tried to strangle you to death. I may not like you or want you here, but I would never try to kill you. When you brought up why I became a hellbound, whatever entity was inside me used my anger and amplified it, twisted it so I would snap and hurt you. I’m sorry.”
“Why is it a sore spot? How did you end up as a hellbound?”
“I’m not telling you that.” His face hardened, and the apologetic tone he had before evaporated, replaced with his usual arrogant visage. “That’s not your business.”
“That’s fair, but I don’t believe you. I don’t think you’re actually sorry that you caused me pain and irreparable emotional damage. You’re just sorry you didn't finish the job.”
He sighed, looking at Desmond. “I’m telling her.” He switched his gaze to me again. “Satan summoned me, alone. There are parts of our conversation missing from my memory. He altered it, which isn’t unusual given that he asked me for assistance with a secret job, but Desmond suspected that he could have used other magic on me, too. This enhanced anger toward you started after that. It could be the result of a bad memory swipe, or some kind of spell.”
“Did you tell him about me?” I screeched. “Why didn’t anyone tell me about this?! THIS DIRECTLY INVOLVES MY SAFETY!”
I paced the room as my anxiety crashed into me like a tidal wave.Satan may know where I am right now. I could die. I’m not safe. My life was fucking ruined for nothing.
“We didn’t feel the need to worry you. Our line of work means we have a lot of enemies, Diana. Satan is impulsive and takes out threats immediately. If he even had an inkling of you being alive, you’d already be dead. Our location is also a secret. No one but us knows where we live and we barely bring people back here. The wards are strong enough that we’d have enough notice if he tried to breach them. We could get away to one of our safe houses in time.”
“Ohgreat!Glad to know we’re basing my life on assumptions.He probably doesn’t know where I am,” I snarked as I felt myself freefalling into a panic attack.
“Look, I am sorry and it won’t happen again.” Malevolent’s curt reply was such bullshit. I wasn’t sure if I believed him. The deception of them keeping information vital to my safety from me erased any guilt I had about not telling them about Azazel.
“The fuck it will, because I am not doing anymore lessons with you. Period. I refuse to be alone with you. I highly doubt I have telekinetic abilities and someone else can teach me levitating. Now all of you get the fuck out of my suite. Mindlink Bash not to come in here and to leave me alone. He can fuck right off, controlling bastard.”
“Even me?” Ares’ voice was small, like a child who had been reprimanded.
“Yeah, you too. You were in the room talking about it with them. You knew about it and chose not to tell me.” I looked each of them in the eye, giving them my best impression of Nonna’s scowl; the one I’d get from her when I seriously fucked up. “I have superhuman hearing assholes. I knew there was something up, but none of you felt the need to tell me. Stop underestimating me. Had I known about Malcolm’s little meeting with Satan, I wouldn’t have gone off in the woods alone and you could have all worried less. Get out. NOW!”
They all faded away. I took off Desmond’s clothes, getting myself ready for a hot, relaxing shower. Next time I met with Azazel, I needed to be more careful.
Aweek had passed since the first time Diana kicked me out of her room. I had never seen her so angry before. Her temper erupted like a raging volcano, and yours truly got hit with molten-hot lava. To say I was upset was an understatement. I wasdevastated. Crushed. My heart broke into a million tiny little pita chips, and my soul melted into a chunky, inedible hummus. I wanted to be there for my Little Goddess and kiss all of her troubles away. I wanted to ease her mind, ensuring she knew she was safe as long as I was around. But she didn’t want me and cast me aside. I sat outside her door for three hours, hoping she’d let me back in. I knew she could hear me sighing and moping with her superhearing. She’d stuck to her guns though.
The first day after her epic freak-out, she’d arrived at breakfast, acting like nothing happened and kept her distance from us. She had flat out ignored Mal and his few attempts at making conversation. Sure, she went to her three daily lessons with us, but any conversation was strictly professional. Her free time was spent in her room, doing Zeus knows what without me. Two days into the week, I figured out how to bypass her self-made wards and added myself to the lock, so I could come in and out as I pleased. I snuck in every night to sleep in her bed. Each time she’d yell at me aboutboundariesandpersonal space. She had told me how inappropriate it was for me to lay naked in her bed, yelling at me to put clothes on and leave.
I made it a whole four hours Thursday night before my hard-on woke her up, and she kicked me out again. I missed her so much it hurt. Every time I had to leave, I felt like a Cerberus that got kicked in all three of its heads. Triple hurt. One time I tried sleeping with Bash in his room, but when I started crying he kicked me out, too. We handled feelings differently. I also think the fact that Diana talked to me more than him really got under his skin.
Her anger lessened as the week went on and by the weekend she was almost back to normal. I promised myself I would never be on the wrong end of her wrath again. Last night when she found me in her bed, she didn't kick me out. She let me hold her, and it felt so good to have her voluptuous ass pressed into my groin. This morning I didn’t squander my chance to make things right. I woke her up by eating her pussy until she creamed all over my face. Sweet nectar of the gods, I needed this woman in my life. All day, everyday. I wanted to be her personal face-seat and eat her out every minute of the day.
