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I looked between him and a decidedly unsurprised Micah and then focused back on Siren because I couldn’t keep my eyes off her for longer than five fucking seconds.
I didn’t even realize I was moving until I’d crossed half the space between us.
“Sam, what’s going on?” she asked, sounding tired and confused. “Sierra said you needed my help.”
I reached her, cupping her face in my hands and lowering my forehead to hers. “I’m sorry. Fuck, Siren. I’m so sorry.”
“Sam.” Sierra poked me gently with the pointy end of a pocketknife and then offered it to me when I looked her way.
My fingers closed around the handle, and it felt like an invisible rope was closing around my neck at the same time.
“Do you trust me?” I asked Siren.
“What are you going to do?”
“Please,” I whispered. “I know I don’t deserve it, but I need you to trust me.”
She held my gaze for a second before nodding. It felt like a punch to the gut, worse than any of the punches Micah had delivered earlier. After all the shit I’d put her through in the past couple of months, I didn’t know how she could trust me. I sure as hell didn’t deserve it, but I’d figure out how to even if this didn’t work and she wasn’t my mate.
I took her left hand in mine, spreading her fingers to bare her palm to me.
Siren’s eyes locked on the pocketknife as I brought the sharp edge to her palm. “I feel like I’m in a fantasy movie,” she whispered, a slight tremor to her voice. “Do you need my blood to break a curse?”
“Not quite.” I slid the blade over her skin in a quick and shallow cut. Siren didn’t so much as flinch. No blood welled up.
“Um… I think you missed.” She was staring at her hand as if she expected a cut to magically appear several seconds delayed.
I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything but stare at her. Siren was my mate. She wasn’t just the love of my life, she was the catalyst that would change everything I knew about myself and my future.
I was three seconds from dropping to my knees right there and begging her to forgive me for everything I’d said Thursday morning, to take me back into her life, her bed.
But Siren pulled her hand out of my grasp and took a step back. I could see the walls going up in her turquoise eyes. She was shutting me out.
I’d screwed up everything.
“Siren—” I didn’t get past that word.
Sierra’s scream cut me off and I whirled, pulling Siren behind my back as I turned to see Nathaniel doubled over and Asura clutching something that hung around her neck in her fist. Her lips were moving, but I couldn’t hear her words.
Micah’s gaze sharpened on them. “Nathaniel,” he said in his deadly calm voice that offered zero room for argument. “Get the girls out of here now.”
Nathaniel straightened and sprinted for Sierra without asking questions. He grabbed her hand and then reached for Siren’s. “Run,” he ordered, half dragging them with him as he took off in the direction of the parking lot.
“What’s she doing?” I hissed at Micah.
“Calling on a demon legion,” he said tightly.
“She can do that?”
“Not normally. I take it you didn’t know she was in possession of aSheolishpendant.”
I didn’t even know what aSheolishpendant was.
“Of course she wouldn’t meet you without a backup plan.” Micah drew his sword, flames skating down from the handle to the tip of the blade. “We’re about to have company.”
I unhooked the cylinder from my belt, extending it into a spiked club, and let my wings unfurl from my back. “Can’t you just do that pain thing you did to her earlier?” I asked, shuddering at the memory of the torture Micah’s power could conjure.
“Not while she’s in the middle of the calling. Only a demon can stop her right now.”
