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Until he does that, I won’t know exactly where his weakness lies.
I won’t know where to stab him to make him bleed to death.
So, I follow him down the stairs, stalking slowly to keep space between us.
He gets to the bottom, and I hear glass crunching under his boots.
He turns and smirks at me. “The lights are low down on this level for a reason.”
I stop on the bottom step and let my enhanced shifter sight explore the room.
All I can tell is that the floor is covered in broken glass and there’s a passageway behind Orion.
“You’re taking me to your witch,” I guess out loud.
He shakes his head slowly. “That old hag is dead, but we did bury her bones in this basement, so the magic she created to protect this section of the house is still active. Still in service to her masters, even after her long overdue death.”
Well, there’s something else I’ll have to put right after he’s gone.
I’m not surprised, I’m just disgusted.
“Then why did you bring me down here?” I ask.
“I brought you down here because I have a proposal to make.” He holds out a hand to me. “Once you’ve proven yourself worthy, you can see Adam.”
I blink at him. “What do you mean?”
“I can’t offer to make you my mate, without seeing how much you trust me, Lita.”
Goddess, I’m so ready to be done with this charade.
“What do I have to do?” I ask.
He smiles, as if my question means I’m interested in becoming his mate.
“Walk over broken glass for me and go into this room.”
“I’m not sure I want a mate who is keen to injure me,” I tell him.
“You’ll hardly feel it,” he says. “It’s three steps, max.”
“And the room?”
I look past him. This section of the basement might be poorly illuminated, but it’s completely pitch dark back there. There could be anything inside that room. It would be foolish to agree to any of what he is asking.
Yet, my wolf believes it is the only way to make sure he dies.
Instinctively, I know I should do it.
The more I hesitate, the more suspicious he will become.
Right now, he’s delusional enough to believe I might be interested in becoming his.
“What comes after the room?” I ask.
He smiles. “After the room, I’ll turn on the lights and we can begin.”
“Begin?”
