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“Tell me about the Circle of Kings?”
“I don’t know much,” I said.
“Perhaps we should establish the rules of this game we are about to play.” His finger brushed my cheek. “If you lie to me, I will hurt you.”
A tear ran down my cheek.
No one knew where I was.
No one was coming to rescue me.
“That’s right,” he said softly. “You should be scared. I normally don’t take another man’s seconds. I like my girls young and untouched. But I have a strange curiosity about you. Perhaps it’s to do with your mother. She was a little whore too.”
A second tear fell.
“Shh.” He took my hand in his, kissing the top of my head. “Now you will tell me the truth, or I will fuck your tight little cunt like it’s never been fucked before, and I promise it will hurt.”
I told him everything I knew, from the members’ names to the secret meeting, omitting only the part of the initiation ceremony and anything to do with monsters.
His eyes widened when he heard Aidan’s name, and he stood up and began to pace. “Are you sure it was my nephew Aidan O’Donnell?”
“Yes.”
“But he acted like he had never met you at the party.”
“I know. He was caught off guard seeing me and worried about me hurting Cormac.”
“He disappeared during the whole melee. I haven’t seen or heard from him since.”
I shook my head. “I don’t know.”
His eyes narrowed. “And what about Cormac?” he glanced over his shoulder, where Cormac continued to rock in his chair. “He’s never been the brightest, but now he’s just unhinged. A fucking paranoid lunatic. What exactly did he see that night?”
“An angry boyfriend. Keir can be intimidating.”
“I told you what I saw,” Cormac yelled. “She saw it too. She told me she saw it.”
Donovan came over to me and slapped me across my face. “Tell me what you saw?”
My cheek burned in a fiery rage, and tears flowed down my face. “Keir was angry. I saw him push Cormac so hard that he flew back and hit his head on the wall. That is all.”
“Liar,” Cormac cried. “You saw his face. It was grotesque and evil. He cursed me.”
I looked at Donovan, pleading with him. “He hit his head. Surely you can see that.”
“Aye, he hit his head.” His finger gently traced the mark on my cheek.
“S-s-she saw his face. Tell h-him Evie-” Cormac stuttered.
“Enough, Cormac,” Donovan shouted. “Silence yourself.”
“You know there are whispers about the Circle of Kings having strange powers,” he said, continuing to stroke my face. “Demonic in nature but very powerful. Strong enough to throw a man without ever touching him.”
“I don’t know anything about that.”
“Where is my nephew?” he asked softly.
“I don’t know.”
