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Vulnerability from Kol was new, and I felt honored he was willing to let me in like this.
“I won’t pull away from you, Kol,” I promised. “I know that this is hard and we haven’t had a lot of time to get to know each other but you mean something to me. I want you to know that.”
“You mean the world to me, Harlow. Even if you weren’t my mate, I’d still choose you.”
A fresh wave of tears formed but I fought them back, leaning up so I could brush my lips over his. This time, he didn’t feel cold and melted into me. He kissed me back with as much passion as I gave him. My gargoyle was learning and growing, and I was grateful for him.
A horn blared in the distance. Because something always had to break up any second I claimed with my men.
“Go,” I said when he tensed. “I’ll meet Drake on the sixth floor.”
“Do you have your dagger?” he asked, still not backing away from me.
“Yes.” I lifted my shirt to show him the sheath attached to my belt. He nodded before turning and leaving. He glanced back one last time before he launched himself into the night.
Drake was walking into the hall as I was coming out of the stairwell, meeting me in the middle.
“Are you all right?” he asked.
“Yeah. I think I needed that,” I admitted.
He nodded knowingly. For someone who was such an ass at times, he seemed to easily read us and knew what we needed before we did.
“I had a feeling,” he confirmed before gesturing to the door next to us. “The guys already got all of her stuff. Crew stepped in to help so we just have to convince Mom to come down with us. Her nurse is in there calming her down.”
I reached for the door, then froze. “What’s your mom’s name?” I felt like an idiot for not finding out before now.
“Sarah,” he answered with a small smile.
As I reached for the door, I felt all the tension and worry drain away and embraced the sense of peace taking over. As much bullshit as we were dealing with here at Dark Haven, I also knew it’s where I belonged.
Answers would come when they were ready, and I’d show Hel I would not roll over and take the abuse she was actively sending my way.
* * *
Thursday Night
Monty
Something was wrong.I could feel it but couldn’t explain it. A sense of danger that clutched at my rib cage and made the fire there flare even stronger than before. I slammed my hand forward, the shadows taking out the last three demons in front of me.
Knowing I needed to get to Harlow, I flashed to the third floor. Instead of an empty hall, it was filled with shadows and demons.
How had they broken through my wards?
Before I killed them all, I went to the roof, yelling out to Kol. “They’ve infiltrated the third floor.” A roar of anger cut through the night in answer.
The demons faltered at the sight of me. My shadows filled my hands, spilling out and forming into a whip. With a war cry, I moved, crashing into the horde and lashing out. I used my whip to cut through the demons like butter, their bodies falling to ashes.
It took a few minutes to reach Drake’s door, and I slammed my hand onto it as I fought with my other. The demons weren’t scared of me, but they should have been. My focus was never truly torn. I was made commander for a reason.
“Demons are on the floor!” I called out in warning before giving my attention back to the unworthy demons who still lashed out. They lacked skill and weapon, it was a true slaughter, but they had numbers on their side.
Drake was there a moment later in only boxers with a katana in his hand. It would have been amusing in any other situation and I would have teased the half demon. Roman and Harlow joined us too, weapons clutched in their hands.
We worked in tandem, slicing through the demons before us until the gargoyles joined. They nearly tore off the elevator door when it wouldn’t open fast enough.
Together we were a flurry of blades, claws, and fangs, tearing through the hundreds of demons that remained.
