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“I can't leave her in his grip. If I do, she becomes his and God only knows what he’ll do to her.”
“And if you don’t give her to him?”
“He hurts those we love.”
I could sense his reluctance on the other end of the line. “Okay, there's a seer Keys talks to from time to time.” He paused for a long moment before he spoke.“She knows things that our demons know. We tend to stay away, but she has a dark gift that might be able to help you in ways I can’t. She’s not controlled by any entity, she’s good at what she does. Hell, she creeps me out and she’s human.But like I said, messin' with Devil... that's a whole different level of suicide, Spectre.”
I was frustrated but I had no other choice. “I'm running out of options here, Exorcist. If this seer can help, I'm willing to do whatever it takes.”
I could hear his deep sigh. “Alright, kid. Her name's Elara. Lives in the desert a few miles away from the clubhouse here in Nevada. Take down the address and don’t fucking tell anyone I gave you this information.”
I quickly jotted down the address, listening intently to his directions. “Just remember, you're steppin' into a realm where consequences ain't always clear.”
“Exorcist, nothing’s fucking clear anymore. I owe you one, brother.”
“You owe me a hell of a lot more than that. I swear if my soul gets dragged down to the fire pits of hell, I’m finding a way out and haunting your stupid ass.”
I nodded. “Deal.”
“Son of a bi…” I hung up, cutting him off before he unleashed a string of insults at me.
12
RAVEN
The air in the club hung heavy with the suffocating weight of secrets and sins. My senses were still reeling from my encounter with Spectre. I could still feel his hands on me, the roughness of his stubble on my neck, the way his tongue tasted of mint. As I ran my fingers down the base of my tender flesh, I tiptoed down the dimly lit hallway toward my makeshift bedroom. My heart was still pounding and I kept remembering his last few words to me. The way he was shaking, as if he knew something really bad was coming for me. I wondered what would happen if I did step out of this club, not that Serge would allow me. He barely allowed me to breathe.
As I turned the corner, a snarl cut through the silence, and I stopped dead in my tracks. Serge emerged, a dark silhouette against the dim lighting, his eyes glinting with that evil smugness that I wished I could slap off his face. The curl of his upper lip and the way he leaned in sent a cold shiver down my spine.
“Where the fuck have you been, Raven? You're supposed to be on that damn stage singing your heart out.”
“I-I…” I searched for something quick to say, but I was never good at telling lies. “I’m not feeling well.”
Serge stepped closer, his eyes giving me a once over. “You look plenty fine. Healthy even, especially with those rosy cheeks.”
He gripped my cheek and pinched it roughly until I whimpered in pain. I slid my hand across the tender flesh as he continued to look me over. I was weak when it came to Serge, I’d been a witness to his cruel nature before. He thrived on torturing lost souls and relished in their torment. The echoes of their suffering fueled the darkness that lurked behind his eyes.
I shuddered involuntarily, quickly noticing that showing my weakness only struck his sadistic side. He was a master manipulator, a puppeteer that had put these strings on me. Strings made from the fragile threads of my fear.
Serge leaned forward. “Are you lying to me, shifter?”
“N-no…”
He sniffed the air and snarled. “You reek of cologne.”
He glanced down the hallway where I came from, knowing full well what that area of the club was used for. His eyes narrowed and instantly I could see that spark of his temper flare up. His fingers curled like a vice around my neck and he shoved me back against the wall, keeping me trapped.
“Who were you fucking?”
I shook my head. “No one.”
“Liar!” He roared, his nostrils flaring as spit hit the side of my face.
His eyes fell to my breasts, and I yelped as he tore at the material, ripping until he could see the red marks Spectre had left there.
Gripping me by my hair, he yanked me down the hallway and toward the security office. Once inside he ordered everyone to vacate the room. They quickly scrambled, casting uneasy glances in my direction as they ran out, almost knowing that this wasn’t going to end well for me.
“You want to lie to me?” He snarled, angrily scanning the video feed for any trace of who I’d been with. Tension coursed through the room and my heart was pounding in my chest for another reason now.Fear.
