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My heart skipped and stopped in my chest. Damen. Where was he? Why was he not with Aiden and Triaten? I stepped to the side, my frantic gaze going past Triaten’s shoulder onto Helen, my mouth opening on a whisper. “You took Damen.”
Triaten’s head swiveled to look at me. “Ada?—”
“You took him, you fucking witch.” I surged forward, flying through the air, my fingers curling into claws that were going to tear Helen in two.
Hands clamped around my waist, yanking me to a stop, picking me up, dragging me out of Helen’s apartment.
Damn Triaten.
A wildcat, I fought him the entire way along the corridor. Skye stayed behind with Helen, to intervene, I imagined.
Aiden jumped ahead of my thrashing in Triaten’s arms and opened the door to Triaten’s apartment. Triaten charged in, tossing me onto his sofa.
I landed on my side, half my limbs falling onto the floor.
Aiden and Uncle Triaten formed a wall in front of me, waiting for me to right myself.
“Glare up at us all you want, Ada, but I can’t let you tear Helen apart just yet—we have other things to worry about,” Triaten seethed the words down at me.
I clawed my way to sitting. “Where is Damen?”
Triaten heaved a sigh, looked to Aiden, and then looked to me. “We don’t know.”
Chapter20
{ Ada }
“What in the hell do you mean you don’t know?” My screech echoed against the walls as I tried to get to my feet and push past Triaten and Aiden.
“Calm the fuck down, Ada.” Triaten pushed me back down onto the couch and crossed his arms over his chest.
He wasn’t letting me move from this damn spot.
All my fury turned on him. “You fucking lost Damen and you want me to calm down? The last I saw him he looked like he was going to fucking explode and you lost him?” I pushed up onto my feet again, trying to gain a sliver of floor space past the wall of muscle in front of me. “Don’t tell me to fucking calm down. He came here for me—for me. The most dangerous place on earth for him and he came here for me, and now he’s gone?”
Triaten’s hands clamped down onto my shoulders and forced me to sit still. Leaning over me, his face jabbed into mine. “Calm down. Please.”
I jerked my hands upward, knocking his hold off of me. “Where is he?”
“Aiden brought him in here. Set him down. Then he came to get me and he went downstairs to run interference with Helen.”
My look shifted to Aiden, searing into him. “Great fucking job.”
Aiden lifted his shoulders. “Helen wasn’t down below where she should have been in the parlor. I couldn’t find her.”
“And I was in here with Damen watching him puking his guts out.” Triaten pointed over to the floor by the kitchen where there was a large patch of vomit yet to be cleaned up. “And his veins were pulsating out of his skin—they looked like they were about to explode. So I went to get Charlotte to help him.”
“And?”
“And when I came back, he was gone.”
“Gone where?”
“Aiden and I went looking for him—for how I left him, there was no way he was able to move, much less get up on two feet and walk out of here.” Triaten’s jaw shifted to the side. “But he could have been faking it. Faking it to get into the heart of our operations.”
My glare skewered him. “He wasn’t faking it.”
“Yeah, I don’t think so either. He couldn’t have been faking what was happening to his body.” Triaten shook his head. “We’ve been searching for him—the car you brought up here is still parked on the edge of town. And he’s not in any of the holding cells below the hotel. Nowhere that anyone has seen. He doesn’t show on any of the video feeds, but we have blind spots on purpose.”
