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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
RAINA
Jet whistled for his buddies as we neared the front door. Two guys quickly appeared. One left a girl he’d been making out with in the front sitting room. Another surfaced from the basement. They’d obviously been waiting for the alert.
They watched Jet’s back as he ushered me outside and into a black Escalade. Jet climbed into the back with me, never moving the knife from where it pressed tight against my throat. The other two got into the front, started the vehicle, and drove us away from the house.
I watched the house as I was whisked away. It was soon left behind. I wondered how Havoc and Knight would react when Gage told them what he’d done. Did it even matter though? I should have known better than to get too comfortable there. I didn’t belong with the Gods. This confirmed it.
“I’m not sure if you’ve met my boys yet.” Jet nodded to the two guys up front. “Finn and Asher. I bet Lyra has told you all kinds of shit about us. It’s all true.”
I eyed the two guys who found Jet worthy of being a best friend. They were all scum. Finn’s brown eyes flicked to me in the rearview mirror. His black hair was short on the sides but longer and shaggy on top. I found nothing special about him though. Just your average, run of the mill tattooed asshole.
Asher turned in his seat to flash me a smile that was too much like the Cheshire Cat for my liking. His blue green eyes stood out even in the dark interior of the car. His blond hair wasn’t as platinum as Gage’s but still pretty light. A splash of blue in the front broke up the color. He had an industrial piercing in one ear as well as several tattoos decorating both arms.
I frowned at each of them, completely unimpressed. “Actually, Lyra doesn’t talk about you at all. I can see why. Are you really in a cult? Or is that just some tough guy rumor you guys started so people will take you seriously?”
Jet’s chuckle set my nerves on edge. He was enjoying this too much. “Be careful, Raina. You might find out. If we didn’t have an agreement with the Angels, I would keep you all to myself. You would make a beautiful sacrifice.”
Horseshit. I wasn’t falling for this spooky act. Maybe they were doing secret devil worship shit or maybe it was all a hoax. Either way, I had bigger problems. Like the Angels.
“Angels and Demons, huh?” I continued, refusing to show fear. “Since when do those two get along?”
“Since they did me a favor and I owe them one. After I hand you off, my debt is paid.” Jet spoke so matter of fact. Simple business.
I wasn’t sure who was the greater danger. The Demons or the Angels. Jet struck me as a possible psychopath. Legitimately. However, the Angels wanted revenge. Rightfully so. I’d want it too if I were them.
The Gods wouldn’t let them keep me. If I knew Havoc, and I was pretty sure that I did by now, he would rage over to get me in no time. I hoped he knocked Gage out first.
I didn’t speak another word to the Demons as we drove. I recognized the streets as we drew closer to the Angels’ house. They really were taking me there. Once we arrived, Jet called them from inside the Escalade. I held my breath until the front door opened and all three strolled out.
Of course Daire led the way. His brow furrowed into a hard frown, his mouth curved into a grimace. He jerked open the back door of the Escalade and aggressively grabbed my arm.
“I can’t believe you pulled that off, Jet.” Daire pulled me out of the vehicle. When I stumbled and almost fell, he roughly jerked me to my feet. “Nice job, man. Thanks. I truly appreciate it.”
Blaze and Cash flanked us as Daire dragged me up the front walk to the house. He held my arm so tight I expected the bone to break. He was pissed off and had every reason to be. I was so screwed.
When they started to lead me up the stairs to the bedrooms, I dug in my heels. All three of them took hold of me, lifting me off the floor and carrying me the rest of the way.
“Fight all you want, Raina. In fact, I’d prefer it. I owe you big time, bitch.” Daire’s expression shifted to one of smug satisfaction.
The three of them tossed me onto Daire’s bed. While Cash and Blaze held me down, Daire used the same neck ties from his closet that I’d used to tie him to the bed. They didn’t stop there though. They went the extra distance, tying each of my ankles as well. Pure fear raced through me, causing a bitter taste in the back of my mouth.
“You know that they’ll come for me,” I said, my voice shaking.
Daire pulled out a knife, turning it over in his hand. “That’s fine. They can have what’s left of you.”
“My father will have you all killed.” Inwardly I cringed. I hated having to use my dad as a weapon. It felt so pathetic. I should be able to fight my own battles.
Cash shrugged, his muscular tattooed arms folded over his chest. “He’ll have to prove that we did anything. The Gods are responsible for everything that’s going to happen to you. At least, that’s how we’ll make it look.”
With his split dyed red and black mohawk and all those tattoos, Cash had a menacing vibe. I could totally believe that he was a vigilante. Violence lurked in his blue eyes.
Blaze closed the bedroom door and leaned against it. He was content to just watch.
Not Daire though. He had some revenge to dole out, and he was happy to do just that.
He climbed on top of me, straddling me on the bed. Holding the knife in one hand, he dragged the tip down the middle of my body, scraping it between my breasts. I held my breath, afraid to react in any way. This was so much worse than being at the mercy of the Gods.
