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“Not like she was. She’s a useless old rag now. Her powers are nothing. While you let this atrocity into our home, into the ancient birthright of our people. Have you fucked her on the table? Have you fucked her on our mother’s bed? Have you fucked?—”
Damen darted a step forward, his bloodied hand collapsing around his brother’s throat, crushing it. “I beg you to remember who you’re talking to.”
Perseus sent his hands up, pleading. “Brother, I was pulled into this. Victor used me. This is all Geoff’s doing. He arranged it, all of it. He is working with Victor and brought me in. He used me.”
“No, you used him.” His fingers tightened on Perseus’s throat as he leaned down close to him. “I’ve been feeding both you and Geoff false information for months, to see which one of you left a trail.”
Perseus’s eyes bulged. “What?”
That’s when I saw it—deep in Perseus’s eyes, he was building up power to send another electrical shock into the room.
“Damen—”
Damen ignored me, words flying from his mouth. “The shipment in Chile. The emptied bank account of Cassius Renault. The executions in Makkah.” He leaned over Perseus. “All led back to you, brother.”
Triaten moved toward the door. “Damen, I can hear men coming.”
Damen looked over his shoulder at Aiden holding his sword at Victor’s neck. “I still need that one. He goes free.”
“What? How—” Perseus’s words cut off as his head rolled across the floor.
Damen held my bloody sword over his brother’s headless body, hovering, just in case any last electrical impulses threatened to unleash.
None. Slowly, the body slumped over.
Triaten darted back into the room, pulling an augentrum dagger and sinking it into Perseus’s heart.
Good measure. Heads had been known to be reattached before.
“We move.” Aiden dragged Victor with him toward the door, then shoved him back into the cell once we were all out of it, and he locked the door. “They’ll be most worried about finding him.”
Limping, and slow like all the energy had been drained from him, Damen started moving. I sidled next to him, wrapping my arm around him, trying to hurry him out of the building.
It wasn’t fast enough for Triaten, who took the other side of Damen and yanked us along.
Into the night and the cover of the trees before the guards swooped in en masse at the building, and we faded out into the night.
Back to the edge of the cliffside where we jumped, then swam to the boat.
Damen barely moving by the time Aiden dragged him into the dinghy.
Not the cleanest extraction ever—Aiden, Triaten and I all would have liked to see Victor sliced in two.
That they had listened to Damen on that score spoke volumes.
Damen was in charge of the malefics. And whatever he needed to do to keep that power, they would let him.
Chapter22
{ Ada }
Walking into the ninth-floor hotel room, I paused as I kicked off my shoes and socks by the door, my eyes riveted on the wide-open sliding glass doors that led out onto the insanely large private balcony.
Damen stood there in the dark of the Grecian skies, leaning over the white stone railing, a drink in his hand. Beyond him, the lights of Athens twinkled in a sea of stars surrounded by the black ink of the sea.
The room, the view were both grand and gorgeous in the penthouse of this hotel. Current lack of security at the top of his mind—Damen hadn’t wanted to attract any undue attention—so we had ended up at this exclusive, but random hotel nestled part-way up Mount Hymettus.
I’d smirked to myself at this. Even when he was attempting to fly under the radar, Damen was willing to downgrade himself only so much, which wasn’t a whole lot.
