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“I just have to be patient and wait until Sersha has figured out you’ll never accept her offer. Should only be a matter of days, I think.”
My heart slammed against my chest as I reeled backwards, rage and fear consuming me in one powerful wave. I’d kill them all. I’d–
As quickly as I was pulled into the nightmare, I was jerked out of it.
"Don't touch her," Draven ordered. "Casimir is coming around."
Once my vision returned, I realized how close the others were to Raven and I. No one touched either of us, but they all looked like they were ready to pounce.
Raven gasped, coming back to the present. Frantically, she began tearing at her shirt, shredding it and using the material to wipe away the blood.
Her hands shook as she dropped the soiled scraps while staring down at her stomach. A primal cry broke through her clenched teeth.
Trembling, her face lifted to mine. Raven’s eyelashes fluttered. I managed to catch her before she collapsed.
"That word was in her skin when she arrived. Hugo fixed it," Lyric sputtered rapidly. “How in the hell did it come back?”
I snarled in response. “It’s not a word. It’s a name.”
"A name? Whose?” the little hellion demanded, violence rolling off her enraged tongue.
"A dead male walking," I spat out with venomous contempt as I quickly ushered my mate away.
The next time I saw the fae, thisDolan, I would follow through on what I couldn't in Raven's memory. I didn't care that he wore the Queen's standard upon his chest.
It wouldn't protect him from my wrath.
The monster should hope with every fiber of his being that someone else reached him first. For if I got my hands on him, I'd dig through his chest, straight down to his beating heart. Then I'd carve off slices of the abominable organ and feed it to him, bit by agonizing bit.
Then I’d let him heal and do it again.
Chapter 27
Raven
I came to, jackknifing upright, propelled by a familiar blast of power exploding through my system. Aware and alert, I waited for the blinding white light in my vision to clear.
"Welcome back," Hugo greeted from the foot of the bed.
Blinking, I realized I was in the same room I was in when Hugo and Kree healed my scars. Why was I here again?
Images pummeled my consciousness. The gift. The pit. Dolan. My palms immediately reached for my abdomen.
"Shh," warm hands delicately pressed upon mine as their owner leaned closer.
"My stomach," I croaked through a parched throat.
"Hugo and I repaired your stomach. That barbarian's name is no longer on your flesh."
Kree's words soothed away the panic trying to shred its way through me. My spine lost some of its rigidity. The pressure in my veins diminished and my blood flowed freely once more.
"Thank you."
Kree's mouth tightened. "No thanks necessary, Raven. Casimir told us what he saw. I'm sorry you had to experience such a thing. Again."
I looked around for my mate. "Where is he?"
"I kicked him out," Hugo replied distractedly as he balled up soiled towels and threw them into a black container in the corner. "You want him to come in? Draven and Lyric also wanted to see you immediately. I'll allow it if you're up to it."
