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“O-kay,” I repeat and fall into step with him.
As we enter the weapons room, something I’ve only recently gotten to see, my eyes catch on a glint of metal under the fluorescent lights. I run my hands over the new table covered in knives, marveling at the various blades and colorful handles. I pick up one with a silver and black marble handle and a serrated blade. “Is it wrong that I would kill to use this blade on the man who still haunts my nights?”
Kain picks up a blade and twirls it between his fingers. “Are you still having nightmares?”
“Every day that ends iny.” I clutch the blade in my other hand, feeling the cool bite of the steel pressing against my flesh. I flinch when it breaks skin and sinks into my palm. Red rises from the small cut in my hand, a stark contrast to my pale complexion.
Kain grabs my wrist, his eyes fixed on the cut and red liquid pooling in the center of my palm. His breathing quickens and a new expression fills his eyes. Desire … Maybe? He lifts my hand to his mouth. With his eyes closed, he sucks the blood from my palm, leaving it with a soft kiss before lowering it again and locking eyes with me.
The only sound I hear is blood rushing through my veins and the hard thumping of my heart. Heat floods my system, gathering low in my belly.
“What would you do if he was here right now?” he asks, startling me.
“What?” I ask, breathless and confused.
“Ifhewas here, what would you do?”
“Everything he ever did to me. You promised me vengeance once. I’d take my vengeance.”
Kain gives my hand a gentle squeeze, his eyes locked on our physical connection. He seems to be warring with something inside his head, something he wants to say but isn’t sure he can.
“Is vengeance something you want?” he asks, unable to meet my eyes.
“Yes,” I say firmly, squeezing his hand in return.
He finally lifts his gaze to meet mine. A vicious grin growing across his face. “I have something to show you.” His smile grows wider, and his excitement fills the air around us. “Come with me.”
He takes off for the door, nearly dragging me behind him in his haste. Making it to the garage, he grabs two coats from the hook and helps me into one. I lift the collar to my nose and inhale the sweet scent of whiskey and aftershave.
“This is yours,” I say with a smile, wrapping the sides tightly around my body.
“I like seeing you in my things.” He raises a brow, shrugs one shoulder, and offers me a boyish grin in awhat can I say?gesture.
“I like wearing your things,” I say back, heat filling my cheeks.
“Good, then we’re in agreement, you’ll wear my stuff more often. Now get in, we’re going for a little ride.” He points to a black SUV beside the old Focus, the one Edward and I had used when Daemon showed up with the search warrant, looking for me.
I sit in the passenger’s seat, riding in silence and watching as the neon lights of the Vegas strip pass by. We drive by a tall man who reminds me of someone important. “Did you ever hear from Harley?”
Kain’s hold on the leather covered steering wheel causes it to creak under his tight grip. “I did. Virgil detained him for nearly a day, questioning him relentlessly about his connection to you. Harley didn’t lie to him. He told him about how you started at the club. He also told him about your time living in Donovan’s home. About how he chained you up during the day in his office, and how he’d let Sid and his men toy with you.”
A knot forms in the back of my throat, growing larger with every word he speaks and cutting off my airways. Tears fill my eyes, and I swallow hard, trying hard to keep them at bay. All my shame. All my faults. Everything I didn’t want them to know, everything I hadn’t told them, has come to light, and I had no say in it.
“You should have told us what he did,” Kain growls, his hands twisting around the steering wheel. “You should have fucking told me.”
“Why?” I shout, my nose burning with the impending flood of tears. “It’s my story to tell or keep. Harley shouldn’t have told you a fucking thing.” My lungs constrict, refusing to expand as I suck in rapid breaths. My hands shake, and my vision blurs.
I can’t do this. I can’t do this. Why is he doing this to me?
Kain turns hard to the left, and I slide into the door. My head hitting the window. He pulls into an empty warehouse parking lot and slams on the brakes, causing me to jerk forward, not expecting the sudden shift in trajectory. He unsnaps his seat belt and throws open his door. Without a word, he exits the car and slams his door shut.
I wait in silence for a heartbeat, reminding myself that I’m not that girl anymore. I’m stronger than that.
My door swings open, and Kain reaches over me to unfasten my belt. He hauls me from the car by my arms and nearly slams me back into the side of the SUV.
“Why, Eden? Why should you have fucking told us what he did? Because I’ll fucking kill him. That’s why. I’ll fucking kill them all. No one gets to lay a fucking hand on you ever again. Do you understand me?” Kain growls, his nose inches from mine, his nostrils flaring with every harsh inhale. His pupils are blown wide with fury, nearly swallowing the hazel of his irises, and making his eyes look almost demonic.
I lean forward a little, crowding his space and forcing him to lean back. “Why do you fucking care, Kain? You’ve spent weeks avoiding me. Acting like I was some kind of plague on your existence. If it hadn’t been for Lucifer asking you to train me, I bet you wouldn’t even be talking to me now.” I know I shouldn’t push him, but—dammit—he pissed me off, and I need to know.
